Sunday, December 20, 2009


It hasn't been a fun week, well, except Sunday, Sunday was fun.
Sunday was my mother's family Christmas, and that was fun, with the food, the family, and the activities.

Monday I check my voicemail after work and find out my dad's in the hospital with kidney stones, and of course it's crappy weather outside.
Tuesday it's still really cold out and decides to snow while I'm at work, not a lot of snow, but with it being so cold I wasn't going out to shovel.
Wednesday, my dad has surgery to remove kidney stones.
Thursday I got to scrape the 1+ inches of packed snow off the driveway for 2 hours, that wasn't fun.
Friday, I don't really remember Friday except that the store had a really good day.
Saturday I was woken up early with abdominal pains, so painful I couldn't go to work and had to try and find a sub, but it being the Sat before Christmas, everyone who wasn't already working was busy. So, today I get to see what that does to me. I had pretty severe abdominal pains until about 3:30 pm, they'd come for a few minutes and be so painful, I'd double over and then they'd go away. Since kidney stones were on all our minds I was drinking lots of water and peeing a lot. Around 3:30, dad and I went grocery shopping because I needed food, and the pain was not going to get in the way of that. Then mom and I went to the mall to find a present for dad. I didn't really have any pain until maybe after 6pm, but it was very tiny, and I try not to make my parents worry, so I didn't mention it.
Had a few small pains for the rest of the night and then went to bed. Woke up at 2AM with a severe pain, went the bathroom and did some not so nice stuff, went back to bed at 2:30 and haven't been in pain since, though I did do some more not so nice stuff in the bathroom this morning.
I'm thinking it was food poisoning, because I had a frozen dinner of salmon on Fri before heading to work, and the salmon didn't cook all the way through, but I was impatient and ate it anyway. I was thinking it was kidney problems before this morning. Personally, I have no idea, but I have decided I will be going to work today. I missed out on 4.5 hrs pay yesterday and had no one to fill in for me, that's not happening today.

Hopefully, this next week will be tons better. It's gonna be Christmas, it has to be better.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

We're shovelin' shovelin' shovelin' all day long

Ya know, I used to love snow as a kid, but now that I have to shovel it, it's not nearly as much fun, not even today where pretty much all the city is getting a snow day. Of course, the reason they're getting that snow day is the blowing snow, the fact that it's +8 (without windchill) and the fact that we got somewhere around 11 inches of snow. That, is not fun conditions to be digging out of the 11 inches of snow. It took us (mom, dad, me and Kevin) about 2 hours to get all the sidewalks shoveled, the porch cleared off and the driveway cleared off. Kevin was using the snowblower on the driveway while dad and I shoveled the sidewalks. Right about when we were done with city sidewalks and going up to clear off the porch mom came out and said she would do the porch. After dad and I did all the heavy lifting, but of course that's what mom does.
Afterwards, Kevin and I went out to look for some food. We found that the bank, Fareway, McDonald's, Walmart, the Chinese Buffet, HyVee and Village Inn were open. Everything else we passed was closed. We didn't go to the west part of town, so I don't know what was open over there. It was so weird to be driving around in the middle of the day and there were at most 20 cars on the roads, though there were quite a few people out walking around, mostly college students.
Tonight the low is -14 and tomorrow the high is 10. I hate winter in Iowa, but like someone told me yesterday, you deal with it or move. I choose to deal and complain when we get stuff like this.

Thursday, December 03, 2009

Hello Winter

It is officially winter, not technically, but I think it is. We had our first snow (OK, not first, but first that stayed on the ground), and temperatures below freezing, and (I heard) plenty of accidents from the snow.
I also just finished shoveling (more like moving) the snow off the driveway.
I was thinking as I finished shoveling, I like this weather. OK, not the snow turning to slush and then ice on the streets, but the temperatures in between 21 and 34 degrees F, when it's calm outside, its beautiful. Don't let anyone know, but I love how I get all hot and sweaty shoveling, and then I'm not cold when I get done.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Please take a moment today and give some prayers to the families of the 4 officers killed in Washington over the weekend. It's a horrible tragedy and I hope they catch the asshole who did and I hope he resists arrest cause he really needs a beating.
My mother's reaction to this story was that they needed to do away with all guns. But, if we're going to get rid of all guns what about the police officers, what do they use to protect themselves. I realize (at least I'm guessing here), she didn't mean their guns, but the criminals will always find a way to do what they want. And that means taking the guns away from the law-abiding citizens that use them to protect themselves. My parents and I very much differ on our opinions of guns, I hope someday to have a safe full of guns in my house with one either under my pillow or in my bedside table. As long as you use your gun for legal activities, there's nothing wrong with owning one, of course you also need to know how to use it, I wouldn't recommend anyone just going out and getting a gun for protection if you don't take the time to learn about and how to use it, that's an accident waiting to happen. I think (purely speculating here), that my parents don't like guns is because they know next to nothing about them, my mom did shoot a gun during the citizen's police academy, but as far as I know that's the only time she's shot one, I don't think my dad's shot one at all. But, time and again my dad has said he does not want guns in the house. I bet he'd be thinking something different if someone broke into the house and assaulted one of us. I don't want that to happen, but in today's world, it can easily happen. My parents still believe that my town is safe enough to leave your doors unlocked and you don't have to worry about anyone breaking in or anything bad happening. Getting my degree in criminal justice taught me a lot about crime and knowing the officers and having my boyfriend who used to work with them, I have learned a lot about the crime in my town, and it's not tiny town crime. We still have armed robberies and domestic assaults, unfortunately, people like my parents feel that if they ignore it, it doesn't actually happen. Minds like those I believe make things worse in my community.

Didn't mean to ramble, the reason for my post was to get you to think about those officers. It's sad they can't sit down and do work without having to worry about an idiot coming up and shooting them. Keep them and their families in your prayers and thoughts.

Friday, November 27, 2009

I'm so pissed at myself. I was in a hurry rushing to work today and I dropped my cell phone in the toilet. I quickly fished it out and dried everything out, but I turned it back on a little while ago and I had troubles hearing in the ear piece and the connection between the SD card and the phone seems to be a little off.
The Verizon people said, just let it dry out for a couple of days and it should be fine. Thankfully, it's the weekend and the only person that would be calling me is Kevin, I really want to talk to him, but I guess I'll have to dry my phone first. I shouldn't have anyone else calling me, but anyone else that would, that would be important (close friends and family) have my home number, or they'll just leave a voicemail and I'll get back to them.
I know people have dropped their phones in water before, but I'm so totally pissed at myself, and of course we didn't get insurance on them, we just got the phone in Aug, so I feel extremely bad cause it's a pretty new phone and if it does dry out and work fine, I don't want it to die before it should.
So pissed at myself.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Is it Christmas yet?

WOW! I am so ahead on Christmas presents this year. I was wrapping some the other day. I have had mom's presents since January (and I didn't lose them, go me), I've had one of Kevin's since the middle of October, and the other day I went to Target and Walmart and saw some stuff for Kevin, Ross, and chocolate for the family. I decided I was already there and, unlike some of the people that come into the store where I work, I bought it then.
I don't get why people go into little locally owned stores to get "ideas" for Christmas. We're not the big stores, there's no guarantee we'll have those items when they come back to buy them. We hope we will, but we're always selling out of things and then we order new ones, but who knows when they'll come in. What's so wrong with buying them now, you can do what I did and wrap them as well and then you're way ahead of the crowd. I always wanna say something snooty when they don't buy at that moment. I have had a few customers come back with their lists and then the thing they're looking for isn't there and they get all upset. I completely understand little kids with their lists, but when it's grandma making the list (and of course, I know nothing about the customers), I don't see why you can't buy now. But, oh well, we get a lot of business around Christmas, because everyone buys toys for kids for Christmas.

I realized the other day, I am so ready to get away. For some reason, patrons are annoying the heck out of me. Like yesterday, I was working a bball game, and I watched a lady get out on one of our busiest streets. It was a totally reckless and stupid thing to do, the car stopped, in the middle of the street (next to the sidewalk, but in the middle) and the lady proceeded to get out. Thankfully, the person behind them stopped quite a ways back, but how lazy do you have to be to put so many people in danger just to drop someone off at a game. How hard is it to drive around the corner and do it at a safer place? I was completely appalled by it, and was tempted to say something to the lady once she got up the stairs, but we were busy by then and I didn't. If I had, I could just see her getting all upset with me and need to chat with my supervisor.

Friday, November 13, 2009

I just want to use your love tonight

You really can't explain some things to some people. I had a lady in the store tonight, and I said how it would be a good night because a local radio station was playing 80's Friday Night. And she gave me the weirdest look. I tried explaining it to her, but knew it was no use.
I grew up with music. If I have a bad day, I have certain songs to listen to. When Karli went through her cancer, I had certain songs that would console me if I was bummed. If I really want to listen something that always sounds good, I listen to Bruce Springsteen, he can brighten any day. I think my favorite of his is Untitled or Stolen Car or Brothers Under the Bridge. There's so many that are soo good. Some songs just fit any mood. But, some people just don't get that. Every time I hear Time of Your Life by Green Day, I think of my high school senior picnic. Run by George Strait immediately makes me think of 9/11. I'm brought back to my childhood by Don't Stop Believin' by Journey or Right Now by Van Halen or Welcome to the Jungle by Guns N Roses. Welcome to Jungle also reminds me of when they came here for their concert and I didn't go home until 2:45 in the morning.
I've kinda run into that with Kevin, he never understands why I'm always listening to music. He listens to it, to have a background noise, but rarely does he say anything about a certain song.

What songs remind you of events in your life or soothe you?

Monday, November 09, 2009

Is it bedtime yet?

UGH!! I have been so tired lately. Unfortunately, I don't know why, so I can't fix myself. It's been for the past two weeks. I don't think it's because I'm working too hard, though my body is getting used to about 4 hours of actual work in the morning. At the library, I shelve books, cart books (put them in order on a cart), push around full carts of books and other things. I have also been working at the games store, but I don't do much there. Also, basketball season started and I worked on the 1st, the 7th and the 8th and walked home those days as well, but I wouldn't think it'd be that either.
Last Sunday, I fell asleep sometime in between 8 and 9 on the couch, woke up sometime after 10 and went to bed. When I get home from work, I sit on the couch eat a microwave dinner for supper and watch Law & Order, usually falling asleep during law & order. I then get up and go to bed sometime after or around 10. I get up at 6:30, but I'm usually wake up pretty easily.
Yesterday I went to bed at 9 and still slept through the night. I've been pretty tired since about noon today, I went to the doctor and even though it was nice out I rode the bus home (I usually walk when it's nice out). No, it wasn't a dr's appt for this, I'd have to go to my other dr for that and I don't want to spend the money on that.
I'm wondering if I'm getting sick. I don't usually get sick. I do have a cough that comes back every winter, and I get my allergies about this time of year, but other than that I don't get sick.
I really wish I knew why I was tired all the time, cause I really hate it.

Monday, November 02, 2009

Fun computer issues

I must apologize for my lack of posts lately, as I said before I started a new job and I'm loving it. Last week, I turned off my computer Sat night and when I went to turn it on Sun morning, it wouldn't turn on, so I called Dell and we did some things. Finally they told me that they would send a tech guy out to replace some parts. Monday I got a recorded message following up on my call, saying the tech guy would get the part on Tues, call me on Wed to set up an appointment. Wed morning, the tech guy calls me and sets up an appt between 1 and 2 pm. Thurs he shows up at 2:05, which was annoying, granted I didn't have anything planned, but what if I did. He immediately takes out the power supply, puts a new one in and it works, I could have kissed him.
I found it kinda annoying how he couldn't fit his big hands into some of the spaces in the computer and I had to unplug and plug a couple things in. I also found it quite annoying when I told him the computer was only 3 months old and nothing should be wrong with it, that he replied that with computers you never really know. I'm pretty sure that's the line Dell told him to tell people. I have never had any other computer have troubles after 3 months. One of my laptops that was about a year old had to have a hard drive replaced.
After having this problem, I have decided to get an 8 or 16 GB jump drive to back up my computer. I didn't have anything backed up and thankfully everything's still here, because like I said, it's only 3 months old (that's what pissed me off the most), and I didn't think I needed to yet. I was very surprised to find a 16 GB jump drive is only about $40 on Amazon, while an external hard drive is much more expensive.

I had to hook up my old compaq which is pretty slow, plus I had reset it back to its original settings and had to do updates and a lot of stuff to get it back to the way I wanted it to be. I'm glad I kept it, and will plan to keep it as a back-up if anything happens to this one again. I was thinking if I couldn't survive 4 days without a computer, how was I going to survive 2 weeks when we're in HI, but then I decided that this time it wasn't voluntary. I always survive fine on vacation without a computer, and will probably be too busy to wory about computer stuff. I think it'll take me at least a week to get through everything I missed while I'll be gone, but I can handle it.

Beyond that, I haven't had any problems, just working.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

New stuff

I've been a little busy lately. I've been working at my new job, which I love, though my legs are not happy with the constant squatting, I'm figuring they'll get used to it. So, I have that every morning for about 4 hours, then I come home and do other stuff, which lately has been making cards for birthdays, and then at 5 I'm at my other job. I love this new schedule, it makes me get up early in the morning, which I've kinda been doing anyway since I was working at the bookstore and had to be up for that, then we had the roofers who were here bright and early and you can't sleep through that. Now, I have something to do when I get up early. I can slack off in the about 4 hours I have in the afternoon, or do whatever.
This past Sunday was my grandma's birthday party. Her birthday was on the 15th, she's 93. My mom had this idea that we should send her a birthday card everyday of the week, so I did. Plus, I made her a present. I also was in a swap with someone from one of my yahoo! groups this past weekend and had to make fall cards for her, which turned out pretty cool by the way.
Saturday, I went with my mom to the mall to get some black pants. My old pair was getting worn between the legs (yes, my legs rub together when I walk), and I was wearing them for both the Hilton job and the games store job. I was hoping to find a nice pair of other colored pants to the games store, but I either found pants that were too tight in some areas or showed these nice creases in my crotch area. Not a bonus.
That afternoon, dad and I cleaned up the leaves from the yard, not that you'd know if you looked at it now. Stupid trees.

Unfortunately, I haven't seen Kevin since last Sunday and I'm hating it. We kinda started a nice weekly thing where he would come over after getting off in the morning and sleep in my bed, so I could at least see him and cuddle with him. Since, I went to my grandma's on Sunday, I didn't get to see him this week, and I think I'm regretting it. I did have a pretty good time at the party, but this year it wasn't as fun. I don't know if I got used to him being at my family get-togethers or if I was just preoccupied because I didn't get to see him.
I hate not being able to see him. He used to get Sunday nights off and we'd hang out for a little while on Mondays, but he hasn't had a day off since Labor Day, and the word is they will be working 7 days a week until December. Neither of us are happy with that.

Between work and work, I've been keeping busy and I love it. I really love having something to do every day. You never know how much you miss that until you don't have something to do during the day. It's nice for awhile, but then you get really bored. If my body would have let me, I would have slept more, because some days it's like why get up when you have nothing to do?

Getting to know me meme

1. What time did you get up this morning? 7:30, it's the first time I've been able to sleep in, in over a week.

2. How do you like your steak? medium well, I hate bloody steak

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Paul Blart: Mall Cop

4. What is your favorite TV show? one that I actually watch: Amazing Race, of all time: Supernatural. I get home about 8:30 at night and have a tendency to fall asleep on my couch watching Law & Order

5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? somewhere that I'm close to civilization, but far away from people (with Kevin of course)

7. What is your favorite cuisine? American hamburgers

8. What foods do you dislike? certain fish, asparagus, other stuff that's not coming to mind now

9. Favorite Place to Eat? family get-togethers

11.What kind of vehicle do you drive? I don't

12. What are your favorite clothes? jeans and a comfy shirt

13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? Ireland

14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? depends on the day

15. Where would you want to retire? Okoboji, IA

16. Favorite time of day? early afternoons, I'm in-between jobs and can do other stuff I need to do

17. Where were you born? here

18. What is your favorite sport to watch? I don't watch sports

19. Bird watcher? sure, from a distance

20. Are you a morning person or a night person? morning lately, because I have to get up earlier for work and I fall asleep too early to be a night person.

21. Do you have any pets? Yes a guinea pig

21. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share? I just got a new job that I love and I'm going to Hawaii in Dec

22. What did you want to be when you were little? A cop

23. What is your best childhood memory? Playing in the mud hole at my aunt's or playing king of the mountain in the snow in the ditches in the country, pretty much any memory of my mother's side of the family get togethers

24. Are you a cat or dog person? dog

25. Are you married? nope, wishing

26. Always wear your seat belt? Yes.

27. Been in a car accident? Yes, very minor ones

28. Any pet peeves? of course

29. Favorite Pizza Toppings? cheese, mushrooms

30. Favorite Flower? bird of paridise, iris, rose

31. Favorite ice cream? mint chocolate chip

32. Favorite fast food restaurant? McDonald's

33. How many times did you fail your driver's test? Never failed.

34. From whom did you get your last email? my yahoo! group

35. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? Hobby Lobby or Micheal's

36. Do anything spontaneous lately? I bought myself a couple card games. Unfortunately, I have no one to play them with

37. Happy with your job? Yes, love my job

38. Broccoli? yummy

39. What was your favorite vacation? the last time I went to Okoboji, Kevin went with me. It was only for 3 days, but it was so much fun, I wish we had time to go back.

40. Last person you went out to dinner with? my parents

41. What are you listening to right now? the hum of the computer, the ticking of the keyboard and my guinea pig gnawing on something

42. What is your favorite color? blue green

43. How many tattoos do you have? 3

44. Coffee Drinker? no

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Happy Dance!!!!

So, I got another part time job today. I am very excited about it. It's at my local library, where I formally volunteered. I have worked at a library in the past, so I know what it entails. Like I said, it's part time, but I love all my part time jobs. I wish I could just have a whole bunch of part times, but then I'd have to continue to pay my own health insurance and there's no set retirement plan. I did a little happy dance when I got home today.
But, I am kinda reluctant to tell Kevin and my parents because they're so pushing me to find a full-time job and adding another part-time to my schedule means I'll most likely have to drop one if I find a full-time and/or schedule around. I'm pretty sure I won't be able to schedule around. They're all about me finding a career, which I totally get, but at this time with the economy and the fact I have no idea what I want to do with my life, it's a little tough. Now, I know that people are saying that the economy's getting better, but with what I've found (or not found as the case may be) lately with the economy, I think it's better to say yes to something now, even if it is another part-time than wait until I find a full time.
Now, I asked my dad to chat with him when I got off work tonight because I have to fill out some tax forms and something about if something happens to me, who do I want my stuff to go to. I was kinda thinking about that tonight. I really don't have anything to my name, I don't have a spouse, I do have a boyfriend that I'm totally in love with, but it's not like we're engaged or anything, and if for some reason we don't get engaged or married.... I don't have a house or any property to my name, so I can't say to leave it to my estate. The only thing I really have to my name is my art and my guinea pig. I'm guessing by the time something happens to me, my pig will be dead (hopefully, meaning nothing will happen to me anytime soon), and what can I leave to my art? So, that leaves my parents, which I don't really have a problem with, I just, I don't know.
Anywho, I'm heading home from one job. I can always put off talking to dad until tomorrow night as I don't start at this job until Thurs morning. We'll see.

Friday, September 25, 2009

more memes

Profession you are currently emulating: Shop keeper
Song you are currently obsessed with: Believe by Brooks & Dunn
Movie that you would tear down a building to see right now: G-Force
Food that makes you drool: Napoleans
Person you really miss: a couple people I can't name
Foreign place you wouldn't mind residing: Ireland
Favorite object/shape to see in the clouds: I don't look at the clouds
Part of your body that bugs you: my stomach
Random act you've always wanted to do: Can't think of any

Which guy would you choose? ... for the fun of it:
The one with huge sweat stains OR the one with brown teeth: Stains
The one whose laugh sounds like a squawk OR the one who snorts: Snorts
The one who puts ketchup on everything OR the one who only eats meal: Kethcup lover
The one who asked you who much you weigh OR the one who patted your butt: Butt patter
The one with hair like Godzilla OR the one who smells like Godzilla: Godzilla hair
The one with a beer belly OR the one with sweaty palms: Beer belly
The one who sneezed without covering his mouth OR the one who picked his nose: Nose picker
The one with the mullet OR the one with a neck-beard: Mullet
The one who wanted to watch Predator OR the one who wanted to watch Blade 2: Blade 2
The one who called you Cupcake OR the one who called you Babealicious: Babealicious

Artsit: Jason Aldean
Band: Bon Jovi
Candy: Kit Kat
Dinosaur: Ginkgosaurus
Fairy Tale: Cinderella
Kool-Aid flavor: Yuck
Lullaby: Lullaby by The Dixie Chicks, I also like Wynken Blynken and Nod
Neighborhood: Mine
Old-pasttime: So many to choose from
Pasta: Seafood pasta with Angel hair pasta
Restaurant: The Koffee Kup Kafe in Arnold's Park, IA, they're caramel rolls are to die for
Superhero: Wolverine
Television show: Supernatural, or Third Watch
Yearly Event: state fair, even though I rarely get to go anymore
Zoo: The Chicago Zoo in Grant Park, I think that's the one Ross lives by.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Darling, I love you

I wanna go shooting. So much. I haven't been shooting since April, of course if you stop and think about it, the first time I'd been shooting since 2002 was last fall. But, I know when I miss something like this, I really like it. And I love shooting my rifle a lot better than shooting handguns. Probably because it has a scope on it and I can hit things with more accuracy.

I'm so jealous that Kevin got to go shooting on Labor Day. I'm also jealous that he got to check out the new Bass Pro Shop in Ankeny. Actually, I'm kinda pissed he checked it out without me. I so wanted to be with him when he got to see it, just because it sounded really interesting to me. I don't like sporting goods stores that much, but when they had a sneak peak on a local news station, it looked pretty cool. Actually I'm kinda pissed about what he did on Labor Day because between those 2 things, that would have been a fun day. But he was thinking about us and needed a couple days with his guy friends. I get that too, but...

Sunday, September 20, 2009

What a beautiful day

My mom kept saying this afternoon what a beautiful day it was. I agree with her now that my day is pretty much over.
It started at about 7:30 AM when I got up to check email. Kevin called me a little before 8 and asked if I wanted to go to HyVee's breakfast, we went, ate and came back. He took a shower and we entertained ourselves with a little extra curricular activity then he went to sleep and I went to mow the lawn. At about 1:15 when I was done with the lawn, I took a shower then me and dad went on the local home tour. We got done about 4 with that, I took a nap and then woke Kevin up and we had some more extra curricular activity and a shower. About 6 we picked dad up from campus and went to supper at Valentino's. Kevin left from there for work and dad I just got home.
Yes, it was a very beautiful day.

Friday, September 18, 2009

All I want to do o o o

I am so exhausted and sore. It seems like every part of my body hurts.
I worked the Sugarland concert last night, and I've decided I need new black shoes. I had fun though, I got to be the person to look through people's bags, that was a new thing we're starting this year. I did get rather annoyed with the number of people that joked about having guns and knives and stuff in their bag. I mean we all knew it was a joke, but do we really need to joke about it? What if I had found something like that in someone's bag? The joke would have gone real sour after that.
We also had some problems with the scanners last night. In order to get into events now, we scan the bar codes on all tickets, doesn't matter if you picked them up at the ticket office, got them mailed to you, or printed them off the Internet, they all have bar codes and we have to scan them all. If they don't scan, or a problem comes up on our scanners, we have to send the people to the ticket office, I know we had quite a few of those.
And then we had the smokers. Last July, a law was passed that states you can't smoke in public places. So, we had to tell everyone that when they came in and of course when they came to ask us at intermissions where they could go and smoke. I get so sick of people asking "Really?" No, idiot I just said that to see what your reaction was. One of the police officers I talked to said people were going into the bathrooms and smoking, I was wondering how long that would take. And we also had people stepping outside doors that we didn't have someone by and smoking, there was even one door propped open with a door stop. I do wonder if the door stop was for the door for the beer, because we sure had a lot of that coming in. Though I do find it kinda hard to enforce the law when I see other people that are supposed to do it watching people walk right by them and lighting up. (I'm not going to give specifics because someone will find out it's me and I don't need them on my ass. I have nothing against them except for that incident last night).
I also got to yell at and stop people on their way out the doors that wanted to take their alcohol with them. I got quite a few with that. I nabbed a girl that was trying to hide it under a shirt, she successfully hide it from one guy, but I caught her. I had another guy that had a full cup, probably 8 ounces, that he tried to walk out with, I stopped him told him he had to finish it or dump it, so he went back in. I kept my eye on him, it was a good thing because about 10 minutes later with about the same amount of beer he tried to walk out again. Then he gets all friendly with me, like that's gonna change my mind, and goes to hang out at the souvenirs table. I told my other door people to keep an eye on him. The last time he tried it, he walked over to me, handed the beer to me and left. He still hadn't drank much of it. Now, I don't know how much the beer costs, I think it's $6 or $7 a cup, but that's a big waist of money if you ask me.
You could definitely tell the people who get rushes while working concerts. One of the top guys in concessions came over and told us how he got to break up a fight, and you could so tell he loved it. I have to say I did get a little rush stopping the annoying guy with his beer.
One of my coworkers kept apologizing for having to look in people's bags. I don't apologize for doing my job, I don't think anyone should, if you feel that uncomfortable doing it, don't. And my coworker wasn't even assigned to look in people's bags, so they could have handed that job off to someone else. I mentioned how they shouldn't apologize about it, and they kinda turned a cold shoulder to me for the rest of the evening. Next time, I guess I'll keep my mouth shut. This coworker also didn't go after anyone who was leaving with alcohol, when that was in the instructions given to us. If you can't handle doing what you're asked, go do a different job. If you don't like being rude to people and making them follow the rules, maybe you should reconsider.
I know why my feet and legs hurt, though I'm not sure why my muscles in my armpits hurt, and I'm not quite sure why my head's all stuffed up. I can handle it though, I already took some aspirin and that has taken my headache away, but my feet still aren't liking it when I get up. So, my plans kinda changed for today, looks like I'm taking it easy for today. And I have to get some better shoes for the Daughtry concert.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Driving and Jobs

Ya know, I don't mind getting up early when I have somewhere to go, but getting up at 7AM (or like today, getting woken up by pounding at 7AM) is not working for me.
Our house is getting a new roof, and in order to not be on it when it's wicked hot out, the guys are here at 7 every morning. Since I live on the 3rd floor, there's no way I'm not waking up at 7. I miss having to be at the bookstore at 8 every day and being busy all day. Granted I did not like getting home and falling asleep shortly thereafter, but I love being busy all day. I am searching for a full-time job, but I don't know what I want to do, I know what I don't mind doing, but I don't know what I want to do with my life.
Last Monday, Kevin and I had a talk, I had a gut feeling he was going to dump me. He didn't, he said he felt like I didn't want to do anything and that I needed to find a full-time job that was a career. He said I wasn't pushing myself very hard work-wise. Which is true, once I found the job at the games store last summer, I was just happy to find a job and kinda backed off on my job search. I am very happy to have the part-time job at the bookstore, but it's only 2-3 weeks every six months. And I really do love being away from my house every day. My mom said maybe I needed to do some career placement tests, sure why not. I love how Kevin told me I need to be looking at jobs outside of here, but I'm sure if I found a really cool one across the country, he wouldn't want to move with me. I think that would be really cool though, find one in a place I've never been and have to move and start all over in a new place, I'd love that challenge, but I'd also be afraid to do it.
Also, in order to be looking at jobs outside of here, I'd have to get a driver's license, which Kevin really wants me to do. So, I went driving with my mom last Saturday, it was fun, but my mom still had that tone, the irritated but I can't say too much tone because then she'll think I'm mad at her tone. I was going 14 as my top speed around this parking lot, and I thought that was fast. It reminded me how much I don't like driving, but I'd do anything for Kevin. Plus, just because I get the license, doesn't mean I HAVE to drive. I don't have a car, and I don't really have money to get a car, so....
I was actually thinking, it'd be so fun to get an old Nova or Mustang and fix it up so it was gorgeous again. That would be sooo fun.
I was thinking that I doubt Kevin would consider doing art a real job, even if I did get to the point where I could pay all my bills and have money left over. I think to him, it would require someone else paying my health insurance and getting out of the house all day. Though I would love to get to the point in my art that I could pay all my bills that would be great.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Smoky Mountain Rain

You know how I love meme's. I stole this from a friend on facebook.

1. Put your iPod or iTunes library, or MP3 player etc... on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
4. Tag 10 friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got this from.

Rodeo - Garth Brooks

Play the Game - Queen

The Long Way Around - Dixie Chicks

Life Happened - Tammy Cochran

Heartbreak Town - Dixie Chicks

Lucky - Britney Spears

Head Over Feet - Alanis Morissette

She's Got the Rhythm (And I Got the Blues) - Alan Jackson

I'm Holding On To Love (To Save My Life) - Shania Twain

Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me - U2

She's A Hottie - Toby Keith

Love Train - Big & Rich

Requiem (The Fifth) - Trans Siberian Orchestra

Like The Rain - Clint Black

High Enough - Damn Yankees

Jetsons Theme

Walk Like An Egyptian - Bangles

She Was - Mark Wills

Goodbye To You - Scandal

Hear Me - Kelly Clarkson

Don't Be Stupid (You Know I Love You) - Shania Twain

For the Money - Montgomery Gentry

Thank God for Kids - Kenny Chesney

Music Man - Reba McEntire

(It's Hard) Letting You Go - Bon Jovi

Deep Deep Trouble - The Simpsons

Every Now and Then - Garth Brooks

Loose Change - Bruce Springsteen

Christmas in Dixie - Kenny Chesney

Chrome - Trace Adkins

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Everything's gonna be alright

I bought bananas a couple weeks ago to take with me to the bookstore for lunch, they went brown, so I decided to make banana bread with them. Bad idea.
I got a recipe from my mother and had to go to the grocery store for: eggs, baking powder, baking soda, lemon juice, milk, and pam. I accidentally bought 2 boxes of baking powder instead of one each of baking powder and baking soda. I didn't notice this until I had everything in the oven and was putting away my ingredients. How is it I always seem to mess stuff up?
Anyhow, my bread was already in the oven in little bread pans on top of a cookie sheet. Good thing they're on a cookie sheet because I just checked them halfway through their cooking time, they're overflowing onto the cookie sheet. I honestly don't know what baking powder and soda do, so I don't know how royally I've screwed up the bread, we'll see. I'm figuring I filled the pans too full, but I only had 4 pans and I didn't want to go find something else to put the rest in, so I knew about that, I guess I didn't know how much they would rise. I also added almonds instead of walnuts, just to try something out. Kevin's always telling me to try stuff out, we'll see how this is.
I kinda hope I didn't screw things up too bad, because banana bread sounds really good.

I was so proud of myself as I was mixing the stuff up. I was thinking I should start my Christmas list and put mixing bowls and cookie sheets on it.

Monday, September 07, 2009

I can't be held responsible, she was touching her face

It's been a very exhausting day. I feel like I've been crying for 3/4 of it.
It was supposed to start out with Kevin coming over this morning. But, he never did, I think he went and partied with his buddies. I hadn't talked to him since Saturday night. I was worried, figured something happened to him, so I took the bus over to his house, where both of his trucks were sitting. He wasn't asleep on his bed, his roommate's girlfriend said he left in a red truck (one of his friends). I walked home, on the verge of tears for 3 miles. I called him during my walk time (probably the 6th time this morning), he finally picked up saying he was at his friend's house, and I knew the only way he was there at that time with both his trucks at his house was if he didn't have to work last night and hung out with them. When I told him I went to his house because I was worried, he didn't say anything, I let him go so he could sleep.
By the time I got home, I was exhausted and pissed. I'm not quite sure what I did all afternoon. I called him again at 4 asking if he planned to go to a picnic in my neighborhood that I mentioned this morning. I called again at 5, 5:14 and then 5:30 when he finally picked up. I asked him about the picnic to which he replied he'd forgotten all about it. I found that hard to believe seeing as how I left him a message at 4, but didn't say anything. He said he was in Des Moines hanging out with his friends again. He said he might come over tonight. I don't believe him, that's what he said about this morning on Saturday.
I know he's been brooding over something since he got back from an offroading excursion last Tuesday, he's been different. He hasn't said anything, but you know about that female intuition thing.
I had a horrible dream last night about how he was going to break up with me and he didn't give a damn about my feelings. I started thinking this morning it was true when I couldn't find him at his house.
I bought this cute little butterfly thing for us to enjoy, I was waiting for him last night and this morning to show it to him, and then again from 2 to 5:30. I don't know if he'll get to see it.

I understand he wants to hang out with his friends, but what's so hard about picking up the phone and telling me that? Why can't he say he's sorry (even if he's not) for making me worry, for "forgetting" about the picnic. I don't know if I'm being paranoid or not, but it really hurts.

Friday, September 04, 2009

No need to worry, no need to cry

I am so sick of people telling me I need to find a full-time job. As if I'm not looking now. I found a posting for a full-time temporary job for the middle of Sept to January, that I'm planning to apply for, but people never seem to be satisfied with me. If it makes me happy why can't they just back off?
I'm done at UBS now, hoping to help out next semester. I was complaining to Kevin about how sick I was of the students swiping their debit/credit cards before I was ready for them. The cash registers don't take the card until we get to the end and tell it debit or credit. He was saying how I needed to find a full-time job so I wouldn't have to do the job anymore, I love the job, but some things just bother me, especially when I get it every day. I don't understand why he gets to complain about his job and I can't. I love it how when I worked at the art shop it was ok, because I had a steady paycheck, I might not have always happy with it, but I had a paycheck.
I'd love to have a lot of temp jobs like JLo has in Monster-in-Law. I love how she's set up in that movie, and she's happy with what she does. I'd love to have that, like now, I like what I do in all 3 (2 now) jobs, but because it's not full-time, it doesn't count I guess. Is it possible to be happy with your job and make enough money to get by?
I do want to be independent, I don't want to depend on other people. And it's not like I'm not trying to find a full-time job, it's just that there aren't a lot out there right now. And I don't really want to work in some other town (granted I can't right now because I don't have a driver's license, but I don't want to drive quite a distance to work anyway), but I really don't want to have to do that.

I hate how Kevin always tries to change me. Granted it's worked for a few things, I'm eating healthier, I'm drinking way more water, I'm spending less money, and at the moment, I'm working on cleaning my apartment and I would like to keep it clean, sometimes it just doesn't seem to be enough. Why do people insist on trying to change me? Aren't I good enough for them?

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Why bother?

My parents are giant hypocrites. They always say that I shouldn't take more than a 5 minute shower because it wastes water. This morning I was about to go down to do my laundry (I use their laundry room because I live on the 3rd floor of their house), the shower is in the laundry room, I'm about to go downstairs and I hear the water running. I wait about 5 minutes (one song on Windows Media Player) and go back and still hear the water running, I went back after another song, and the water shuts off. I decide to give them a little more time to get dressed, the next time I go back I hear the water running again. I know I'm going to have to wait another 10 minutes for the 2nd shower. At least when Kevin and I have to both take a shower, we take it together and save water. What's so wrong with that? It's not like they don't have enough room, their shower is at least twice as big as mine if not more. A couple weeks ago, I went down to do my laundry and my dad was in the shower, mom said go ahead and put your clothes in the washer, now I know there's a door on the shower but I still don't want to worry about looking at anything. And last week when I went down, Ross was in the shower and mom wanted to know what I was waiting for, as if she was in some kind of hurry.
I don't know why she would care how long it would take me, it's not like she was going to use the washer. Though they have done that before, they say I need to ask them 8 hours ahead, I always do, but sometimes I'll come down and they have laundry in the washer, or like last week, in the dryer. What's the point of me asking, if you're just gonna do your laundry anyway?

I just went down to put my laundry in and the dryer was running and there was a load of wet laundry in the washer. I gave them all day yesterday to do their laundry and the decided they needed to do some this morning. I highly doubt anything became that dirty during the night, but if it did, they're always up earlier than me, what stopped them from doing it earlier? It's so annoying that I follow their rules but they can just fuck me over when they want to do something. Maybe their point is to annoy me enough to move out, push me to get a full time job, as if I'm not looking anyway. Somedays I just want to.........something I'm not going to say on here, because someone will take it seriously.

Friday, August 28, 2009

So tired

If you need a good laugh, go here.

I've been working full-time at a temp job the past two weeks and will continue until the end of next week. Plus I've been going to the games store as usual, and I had training at the hilton job and a volleyball match last Saturday. So, I've been very short on time. Basically, my day is get up, eat breakfast, check only my email (usually I read blogs in the morning), make my lunch, pack my bag for the day, catch the bus, get off at work, work for a few hours, have a break and eat a yogurt, work some more, eat half of my sandwich and chips, work some more, eat my pretzels, work some more, clock out of that job for the day, go catch the bus, get off at my other job, eat the rest of my lunch and zone out for about 30 minutes, work at my other job, clock out, walk home by way of the grocery store, have about an hour to watch TV, read mail and blogs, and then go to bed.
It's been that for the past 2 weeks. Next week, I'm taking cookies for dessert and somehow making my lunch more exciting. I'm so tired at the end of the day, I usually fall asleep on the couch and don't know what happened in the last 30 minutes of the show I'm watching. Then I wake up, generally around 10 and head off to bed. I've been waking up naturally around 6AM lately and getting up then, I've noticed I'm more awake in the mornings.

Other than working, I really don't have much to say. This weekend I have to mow the lawn, do my laundry, go grocery shopping, and go to Walmart for more guinea pig bedding. And somewhere in there I'm going to try and work on my ATCs for my collage group for the August swap and clean my apartment. I am a huge slob, basically because I'm lazy. Kevin has been hinting pretty strongly lately how much it bothers him. So, I thought it might be a nice surprise for him when he has Labor Day off next weekend to have my apartment WAY cleaner, and I'm planning on working on keeping it cleaner as well. If I got in to the habit of throwing stuff away instead of leaving it on the floor my apartment would be probably 80% better, I also need to get in the habit of putting things away and doing my dishes more often.
I am so ready to fall asleep right now and I have an hour and 45 minutes left to work.

Friday, August 14, 2009

I can't help it

I can't help it. When he tells me he has to work Sunday again, I catch my breath and feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I want to cry for the next hour, but I can't because I'm at work. I want to revert back to destructive habits, but I can't because they take too long to heal. I want to get drunk, but I can't because it costs money that I don't have. I'd love to have the tears rolling down my cheeks on my walk home, then I won't care who sees them but I will hope someone sees them and cares, but no one will. By the time I get to close the store and walk home I'll still be hurting (that will last all weekend), but the tears will have passed until later at night when I'm crawling into bed to cuddle the frogs he's given me, then I will bawl until I fall asleep.
I know it bothers him too, he had to work last Sunday night he hasn't had a day off in 12 days and he won't have one for at least 20 days. He is very tired and it seems he never gets to sleep extra.
It always seems to be the weekends I actually have something planned for Monday. I wanted to go to the State Fair, because that would be the only time either one of us would be able to go, but I knew in the back of my mind it wasn't going to happen. You can't have a life when your significant other/spouse works there. They don't have a choice when they work, they're lucky if they only get a 6 day week, and 11 hours a night. Lately that hasn't happened, he's had 7 day weeks and more than 12 hour nights to work. The company doesn't care whether their workers are happy or not, they have so much money that if someone gets fired or leaves, they can just hire another worker without much effort. They pay enough to deter their workers from looking for other jobs or they just work them too much, so the only free time they have they sleep.
I can't cry at work, but the tears drip down my cheeks anyway. I can't help it.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Underneath this Amarillo Sky

Reading one of the blogs I follow got me thinking on something today. The author talks about how his wife and he talked to his daughter about sex.
Kevin and I were discussing a few things the other day, one them being how my parents never talked to me about anything serious. I never recall my mother talking about relationships with guys, periods or other stuff that goes on with a girl's body as she gets older, sex, not even a simple thing as credit cards and dealing with money.
I was telling Kevin how, when I was around 11 or 12, my mother gave me a book called What's Happening to my Body Book for Girls, that was written the year I was born. The day I got my period, I asked her what it meant, she told me to go get some pads out of the bathroom closet, and I think we went out to dinner that night. Outside of school sessions and health class I never learned any of that stuff. I don't understand why (OK I do, but I don't agree) getting your first period is so exciting and wonderful. My parents never talked to me about relationships with guys. Granted I never went out to do anything in middle school or high school, OK there were a couple times my senior year when I snuck out close to 11PM, but it was only to watch the cops at shift change. I was never encouraged to wear cute clothes. Everything I wore in middle and high school consisted of jeans and medium t-shirts and none of those form fitting t-shirts. I don't think I really started wearing cute clothes (or at least ones that showed my figure) until my sophomore year of college, when I moved out from under their roof. I know I wore a pretty cute summer dress for my high school graduation (which I can still fit in to today), but beyond that I didn't wear any cute dresses. Kevin was saying maybe it was because I didn't show an interest in them, but when you're not encouraged to wear anything like that, even dresses my mother bought me, were more like shapes that she would wear, she's just now beginning to buy me cute clothes (when she buys me clothes). When that's all you know to wear, I think it's kinda hard to be interested. I guess I sorta started branching out my senior year, for Winter Formal that year (dance), I wore a velvet skirt that had slits up both sides to my hips. I love that skirt, wish I had something to wear it to now. My senior prom dress was kinda like a Cinderella dress, not a very full skirt, it was periwinkle and laced up in the back. I loved that dress too.
I've never been in a reltionship until I started dating Kevin, and that was a lot to get used to. I had a few crushes throughout my school years, but nothing beyond staring at and wishing. I do find it pretty cool, that the first time I saw Kevin, I thought I'd love to date that guy. When we got further in our relationship, my mother dropped off an ad for planned parenthood, that's as close as she's ever gotten to talking about sex with me.
And the money thing, my parents never really talked about money. I do recall when I was pretty young and delivered papers (I started in 2nd grade), my dad saying every other paycheck had to be deposited. And then as I got older I was expected to pay for certain things. They never talked to me about credit cards. I got my first credit card sometime in my 2nd year of college, by filling out one of those things you get in the mail. I figured it was time I had my own (my parents gave me one in my name of their account for emergencies and paying for books), and thought I'd fill it out, what was the worst that could happen, they could turn me down and I wouldn't be any worse off. When I was pondering it, the only advice I got was from my roommate at the time, who told me she always made sure she had money in her bank account to cover whatever she wanted to charge.
Kevin mentioned that maybe my mom wanted another boy since she never talked about anything girly with me, not even makeup or how to wear my hair. I had short hair (around my ears or above) until middle school, when one of my friends had long hair and I decided to grow it out. I was never encouraged to dress up in high heels, (my mom didn't own any) or makeup (she also had very little of that) when I was young. I was given Barbies and dolls, and dress up clothes, but she never really encouraged me outside of those things. Looking through my old toys a few weeks ago as we were cleaning for the garage sale, lots of the things I had somewhat paralleled what my brother had. We both had small animals we played with mixing them with our legos and model/diecast cars. We both had K'nex when they came out, my favorite to build was the off-road jeep/vehicle. I loved getting the 1/24 scale cars at the toy store. I loved climbing trees and jumping off the playground equipment at school.
It makes me wonder if that's why I'm always so intrigued about the little girls in the store I work at and how recently I've been thinking if I had kids I want a little girl. Not to totally enamour in pink or girly stuff, but to just experience being a little girl again.

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

There goes my hero, watch him as he goes

Some people will do anything to get out of things.
I recently learned a friend of mine had to retire early from the police department because some woman hit him while he was directing traffic during RAGBRAI last year. She's claiming post traumatic stress disorder from an incident with the police here in 2006. I think that's a load of crap.
I'm very bummed that my friend had to retire, he's one of the ones that loved his job and would have worked it until forced retirement. And, unfortunately, now he has been, but way too early in his career.

"I truly love my job, and so it's very hard to just come to this realization that I can't do this anymore," Schultz said. "It wasn't something where I was going to a call that I know there might be a rist of injury. This never should have had to happend."

Officer hit by car during RAGBRAI retires
Ames Officer talks about RAGBRAI crash
Taylor breaks down; judge declares mistrial
Norma Taylor judged incompetent to stand trial

Any police officers read this have any comments?

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

It has been a long week. Every day I got up and worked on garage sale stuff. And apparently standing for 6 + hours on concrete in flip flops doesn't make your feet happy. They still hurt, especially since I spent all day walking around Adventureland on Sunday.
It turned out to be a good garage sale, we made well over $300. Originally, my dad had said if I organized a garage sale, I could have all the profits. Well, mom decided that since she helped out so much, she needed a cut. I don't think she helped out a ton, she seemed to be complaining more than helping out, oh well, I still got a nice chunk of change. I want to go and spend it on something huge and cool, but I'll probably just end up sitting on it in the bank. I deposited it yesterday. I needed to get it out of the house, so I didn't spend it. I was thinking of transferring some of it to paypal so I could spend it at Etsy, but I don't think I'm going to spend it there either. I am going to transfer some though, I found some cute Monoply board coasters, that I think my brother might get a kick out of. His birthday's coming up in September and it would be nice to get the present out of the way, he's a hard guy to buy for anyway. I know what he likes, but he usually wants stuff that's kind of expensive.

Sunday, Kevin and I went to Adventureland. Every year the mine does this nice thing for their workers, just for fun. We met up with one of his co-workers and his wife and pretty much wandered around with them all day, it was pretty fun. Somehow Kevin managed to spend $20 or so that day, I haven't quite figured out how yet. I guess combining the food/drink he got and the games we played, it kinda eats it up. I did get some cute stuffed animals though. We were riding the train and someone walked by with a giant banana (it was probably 4 or 5 feet tall) and one lady said "what are you going to do with a giant banana", Kevin and I laughed and I whispered to him "what are you going to do with all the other stuff you get here?" Like anything's really gonna be done with anything you get that you're not gonna eat. We went to Kokomo Cove this year, but I remembered how mean the kids were last year, and I really just wanted to go swimming, not wandering through the water slides. I sat on the chairs and soaked up a little sun, Kevin went on a water slide, he said he had more fun last year, he kept saying because it was hotter last year but I know part of it was because I wasn't enjoying it with him. Kids are so mean when they don't have anyone to tell them no, when you have giant waterguns and buckets of water that you can just throw on people, they do whatever the hell they want to, I just didn't want to deal with it this year. It would be way better if there was a pool.
I also got up the courage to try a roller coaster this year, I went on the Outlaw, their wooden one. After we got on it, Kevin said he remembered it was the one with the most bumps and turns and stuff, guess I picked the wrong one huh? I didn't like, granted I didn't get sick, but all those quick turns, ups and downs, and bumps didn't help me any. But, at least I can say that I know I don't like roller coasters. When I was little, I went on a mini one at Arnold's Park, and I got sick on that one, so I'd been using that excuse ever since. But, Kevin was so bummed last year when we got up to the roller coaster and I chickened out at the last minute I thought I'd try one this year.

On the 18th of August, I start back at the University Bookstore, I'm looking forward to that. This year I'm working 3 weeks. I can't wait, we're generally pretty busy the week before classes start (the 17th through the 23rd), I don't think the week of classes will be too bad (24th through the 30th), I think it's busier than winter RUSH because any new students are most likely going to start at the new year rather than half year. I'm not quite sure what the last week will be like (31st through the 4th), In January, we started getting slow at the end of the 2nd week, I bounced around and helped in textbooks, because I wanted to keep busy. It's pretty boring if you can't keep busy, but you deal. I just keep thinking I have to save all my money for Hawaii. Add the money from the garage sale and then what I get at the bookstore, and money from events at Hilton until I have to leave, I should have a nice chunk of savings to take with me. Hopefully I won't spend it all, I'm hoping I'll be pretty smart with my money, though I love getting souveneirs at places, and I don't know if certain food will be extra on the boat or not. If I stick to my water routine, I should save money there, but I'm gonna be on vacation, it'll be some hard choices. Hopefully, I won't have some emergency that I'll need the money for between now and hawaii, but if I do, I'll have extra money. I feel so much better when I have a nice buffer in the bank in case something happens. I've always been a big believer in having things even if you don't need them at the moment.

This week, I have to make it to the post office today and get my hair cut, I have an event on Thurs at Hilton, and hopefully on Friday I get to get together with my friend, Loretta, and her puppies and have a picnic. I'm really looking forward to that, I haven't seen them since the middle of July.

My hair cut is one of my extra spendings. My hair is so full of split ends, the place my mom always took me costs $20 per haircut, but you get used to a certain person cutting your hair. Anyways, I was thinking last night as I was picking off my split ends, that I should wander over to Great Clips and get it trimmed, then I thought, now that I have a little extra money I can afford the more expensive place, so maybe I'll just go there. I'm not getting anything drastic, no new hair style, just a nice trim. As many split ends as I have, I'm thinking she's taking at least 3 inches off, so it'll be a little different. It always feels like a new start when I have quite a bit taken off at a haircut, course I usually wait a while for my haircuts, so it's always a new start. Someday I think I will get a new hairstyle, but I'd have to research and really think about it. Sometimes waiting the 2 hours to have my hair dry is a little annoying (I don't have or like hair dryers), and after being outside in the wind it tangles easily (course part of that could be the split ends). I did get a layered look one time, but it grew out and I didn't get it again, I also grew out my bangs awhile ago, that was the best decision in hair other than growing my hair long that I made. I just wish I knew more things to do with my hair that didn't take a lot of effort, I am basically a get up, brush it, and throw it in a pony tail kinda girl. If I take a shower in the middle of the day, I usually french braid it, just so it's not so messy the whole time it dries, and I get the cute little crinkles the next day. I also wish there was a way to enhance the subtle wave I have. I've found out if I take a shower at night and then sleep on it, it really shows, but I haven't found any other way to coax it out.
Now that I've rambled enough, maybe I'll get dressed and meander over to the post office.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

They claim I was a nasty person

I love it how my parents don't think anything I do in my life is important.
Mom has been trying to clean out my stuff of my old bedroom (so she can put more stuff she never uses into it), and we're kinda planning a garage sale for next weekend. Today, my dad calls and says we need to make a plan for when we can work on getting stuff out. Really? Why do I need to help you get stuff out of your house? No one helped me when I was sorting out stuff. Then, he gets all upset, because I'm busy taking care of stuff I need to do before I go help out at the library this afternoon and asks what I'm doing. Like it's any of his business.
And I really don't think it takes much to organize a garage sale, put an ad up on craigslist and the free paper people get in the mail on Weds, move your car out of the garage, move a couple other things out that aren't going to be for sale, put up some table, put up some signs saying this stuff is X amt of dollars, put some price tags on bigger things and there you go.
Why do my parents insist on making things so much harder than they are?
And why does all the things I do in my life not important. Like last week when mom asked me to get part of the foundation painted before they got back from their trip on Weds, did she ask me if I had stuff to do? No, because I guess since I don't have a full time job, all I do is sit in my apartment and do nothing all day.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Can he see that I can't breathe?

People have a tendency to piss me off sometimes with the way they act in the store, but the couple I had tonight tops them all. They came in looked around for awhile, then the chick asks if we have a bathroom to fill up her water bottle, I said no (we have a bathroom, but it's through our storage room, I could send her back there and risk things being stolen, or I could go back and risk things being stolen, neither one is gonna happen). She then chatted with the guy and decided their baby needed changing and proceeded to change it in the back of the store, didn't ask me or anything. After that, they come up front with the guy complaining about the baby weighing too much, then sat down and fed the baby, for 10 minutes, while the chick walked around and pretending to look at stuff. She also asked me if we had a garbage can, which I also said no, like I want your stinky baby diaper in our garbage can. And of course they left without buying anything. If I had realized she was changing the baby before she got halfway through, I would have asked her to leave, she had conveniently sat down and positioned the baby stroller in front of her.

They also stayed so long and in the right time frame that I didn't get to talk to Kevin on his way to work, that helped in my annoyance of them. But it started when she decided to change the kid without even asking. When people leave I always tell them to have a good night, when I told this couple that, they ignored me, you'd think they could say you too, for coming in the store for half an hour, changing your kid, feeding your kid and then leaving without buying anything. I was very lucky the chick had to go to the bathroom, who knows how long they would have stayed if she didn't.

I had a group of ladies come in one time with a little child. It needed changing while they were in here, but they were nice the whole time, they ASKED, and since I didn't have anyone else in the store, I let them change it in the back.

I guess some people just think they can do whatever whereever they are. That couple pissed me off so much.

Monday, July 20, 2009

born to fly

I wish I could sleep right now. It's been a long day.
I got up, cleaned my pig's cage, mowed the lawn. My mom has me doing a project this week where I'm scraping paint from the foundation, cleaning it, putting primer on it and repainting it. I spent about an hour and a half on that, ate lunch, walked to Walmart and back. That's about a 4.22 mile walk. Unfortunately I only had about an hour before I had to go to work, so after taking a shower, I couldn't sleep.
My mother wants me to have this project done by Wed evening, only it's supposed to rain tonight and tomorrow, I can't paint when it's raining. Of course she's gone on a mini vacation and won't know it rained, and then she'll whine at me when it's not done.

Kevin had to work all weekend, so I figured I wouldn't get to see him. He called me this morning as he was getting ready to go to bed and told me, he thought he broke his nose. He said he tripped over his boots and connected with the doorknob. Needless to say I was very bothered by that. He called me while I was on my way to work and we went to Taco John's for supper. OK, we got Taco John's for supper and proceeded to eat in the store. Somehow an hour went by and he had to leave to get ready for work. An hour is never enough with him.
He told me about a supper thing this weekend with his work. We're also going to Adventureland courtesy of them. I do appreciate that they're doing that for us, but it'd be really nice if they made it so people didn't have to work so much.

I hate it when people ignore me when they come in the store. I always greet everyone with a smile and a hello. Then I ask if I can help them find something. A few of them ignore that question, and then seem to get annoyed that I didn't ask if I could help them.

Monday, July 13, 2009

I smell like fish

My hands smell like fish :( I just spent the last 45 minutes washing and taking out bones from some bluegill. It wasn't gross, not like I figured it'd be, but now my hands smell like fish, and I already washed them with some extra-strength soap.
Kevin was fishing yesterday and caught himself a lot of bluegill. His buddy took some pictures of the ones he caught, and he had one that was as long as a Vault 20 oz bottle. He kept telling it was really big, since I don't know much about fish and he's never caught any that he's kept when I've been with him fishing, I really don't know if that's big, but I do believe him.
Yesterday, I went to the Hardin County fair to judge the small animals show. Unfortunately, no one showed up. 5 people had signed up, they told us earlier on that 3 of them weren't going to show up, and the other 2 never did either. My friend, Loretta, is the pet superintendent for the fair, and it's her job to find a judge, so she asked me. I was pretty nervous, but I was pretty interested and excited to do it too. It bummed me out I didn't get to judge.

I totally bummed myself out today. Kevin and I went to Boone, and I picked up a magazine about Okoboji, IA. I was reading it at work, and remembering things, and totally bummed myself out. When I was about 5 or maybe younger, my parents started taking my brother and I up to my grandparents condo on Lake Okoboji, I have so many memories of the 6 of us up there. I've seen so many pictures with my grandparents and I having fun. I remember one year, sometime after my grandparents stopped going, most of my extended family on my mother's side came up and stayed at a hotel/resort very near to our condo. I remember they had everyone in one room, people were sleeping on the floor, the beds, the patio, everywhere they could fit someone. I think, they surprised us, but I really don't know. Kevin and I went up there, the first year we were dating, we usually have a week, but both of us had to work on Tuesday, so we got there Saturday night/afternoon, and left Tuesday morning. I showed him as much of my childhood hangouts as I could stuff in those few days, and I'd love to go back with him. I told him last weekend, it would be really great if some year his parents, his brother and sister-in-law, nephew and Kevin and I went up there. I'm pretty sure they would all enjoy it, and there's something for everyone. From fishing and swimming in the lake, to the various restaurants, to the amusement park, to the mini golf places, to the places to shop. And most everything is within walking distance of our condo. I miss it so much when I can't go.

OK, now I'm getting a little nauseous, I sure hope it's not because of leaning over a sink washing fish for 45 minutes. I sure don't need to be sick tonight.

Thursday, July 09, 2009

I've got a pocketful of sunshine

OK, I forgot something. My mom was whining at me the other day about volunteering. Yesterday, she shows me a page in the newspaper about volunteer oppurtunities, and says how volunteering at the library isn't really doing anything for me. Silly me, I thought a person volunteered to help the community, yes it's a bonus if you get something else out of it, but the way she said it, it seemed like that's the only reason a person volunteered. Anyways, she showed me something to look into, which I did, and the person emailed me today, and said how for this opportunity, it was a year commitment, that I'd get about an $800 stipend a month, but that I wouldn't be able to work at any other jobs while doing it. I'm not quite sure I want to give up my 3 part-time jobs for a year and then come back to them. Especially the store I'm working at, I don't think my boss would appreciate that, "Can I leave for a year for this volunteer thing and then come back and work for you?" What's the guarantee I'm gonna get the jobs back? It also said something about vacation time, but what if I'm not able to get the 2 weeks for the Hawaii trip that we already have planned? How does that work, we're not gonna cancel because of it. I've already got the OK from the store job. It just doesn't seem to work. Yes, it would be nice to get that $800 a month, but how much would it screw up my current jobs/job connections to do it?

Falling in and out of love with you

I apologize profusely, I meant to write this on Monday.
I was all bummed I wasn't going to go to the Good Guys Car Show last weekend, but I did it to myself. When I learned that Kevin would get the 4th of July off this year, I asked if we could go, and he said yes. When I learned the 4th was on a Saturday, and he would get the whole weekend off, I told him we should go back to his parents place instead. A couple weeks ago, it looked like we wouldn't get to go because he'd be working. Friday morning in his message, he asked me if I was working that night. I wasn't quite sure if that meant he didn't have to work just that night, or if our plans were back on for the weekend. I called him after work on Friday, and he said he had the weekend off and asked if I wanted to go home with him, to which I gladly sad yes.
We left about 10pm that night. I just packed up and left, didn't tell my parents, didn't really care if they knew or not. Yesterday, I was talking to mom on the phone and she said I should have told them, because for all they knew I was kidnapped on my way from work. I was thinking, if you were worried, you could have called, which they didn't do all weekend, I think she just wanted me to feel guilty for not telling them. Not like it's any of their business what my schedule is. I don't live with them, it's none of their damn business.
We got to his parents house about midnight, and slipped into bed. Saturday, we basically lounged around hanging out with his parents, brother, sister-in-law, and nephew. About 3:30 (it felt later than that), we went to Texas Road House in Cedar Rapids, because I had a coupon for a free appetizer. After that we went to Menard's. I have never been to a Menard's and it was really really cool. I coulda spent about an hour or more in there. On the way back to his parents house, we got some custard at Culver's. Later that night we went back to Cedar Rapids to watch the fireworks, and we were treated to an early show from a guy setting off fireworks about a block in front of us. That was cool except for the cardboard raining down and the sulphur billowing back at us.
Sunday, was also a lazy lounging day. Kevin had to fix the brakes on his truck, so we went to town to do something with the rotors and get brake pads, we had lunch at a Chinese buffet restaurant, that had some pretty damn good cream puffs with whipped cream with taste. After getting back to his parents house, he worked on his truck while I watched TV. That night was also a loungy night with supper from Culver's. Monday morning, his brother, sister-in-law and nephew came over and his mom, sister-in-law, nephew, one of his brother's beagles and I went on a 2 1/2 mile walk. Shortly after that we headed back home.

It was a really nice weekend. No phone calls from my parents nagging about stuff, though I did say at least once a day, I was surprised my mom didn't call me to complain about something. I didn't realize that til later, and I so didn't mean to bring her up so much, but it really did surprise me, she didn't call and complain about something I hadn't done yet.

A note to people in cars at stoplights. Don't watch me (the pedestrian) as the cue of when to go. Within the past month, I've had 2 vehicles start to cross the street on a red light, because I was walking. I do walk against the light quite a lot, only when I won't be in the way of any cars. I had one vehicle almost get hit by an oncoming car because they were paying more attention to me than the light.

I got my brother's Best Buy gift card in the mail yesterday. Now I have a total of $550 dollars to spend in Best Buy. I know I mentioned wanting a new TV, but I also gave my parents and brother lists of stuff I wanted. If you're going to give me gift cards for that much, have them be for Fareway or Walmart or Target, where I can use them on stuff I need. Yeah, it'd be nice to have a new TV, because everyone has their shows in HD now and if there's any wording on the screen, it's guaranteed to fall off the edge, but there's so many more things that I need. I guess I could buy all the DVD's and CD's from my Amazon wishlist at Best Buy, I could even start buying the seasons of 3rd Watch that I heard were coming out on DVD. I just wish people would pay attention to lists instead of just deciding on their own what they're going to get me. Most of the time when they do that (at least when it's my parents and brother), they don't get something I really want. My friends and Kevin are way better at getting things that they know I'll like. The other thing I'm annoyed at, is if they want me to buy a TV, why don't they just buy it for me, then I can't (ok, technically I could) return it and use the money for something else.
I'm also a litter perturbed that I never got a cake this year. Yes, I know it takes me a long time to eat cakes, but I love getting cakes, it makes me feel that much more special. And, as long as I'm complaining about things I didn't get, I didn't get a card until I received the card from my aunt, and an ATC from my yahoo group in the mail. Ross also mailed me a card, actually his was pretty funny. He got it here, and it's the procrastination one. "Procrastination: Hard work often pays off in over time, but lazyness always pays off now." He said he thought it fit perfectly since he hadn't mailed my present on my birthday. It's a pretty cool site, you should all check it out.

I'm working on taking a picture of the frog pillow my mom made me. I've just been behind because I've been busy filling up my new computer with everything from my old computer, then I had to reset it to its factory settings, so when we have our garage sale in August, I can sell it for a giant profit, or at least a profit, as I didn't buy it.

Friday, July 03, 2009

Mama's dancing, baby on her shoulder

Leave it to my mother to ruin a perfectly good day. I go out to look for my mail (which isn't there yet) and she gets on me about what I did for my week, and then when I tell her and none of it included volunteering she gets on me about that. How I'm supposed to have a full time job, implying that I'm not looking, or doing I think it's 15 hours a week volunteering. And how I'm supposed to be doing 5 hours of work for my parents, she complains about how she had to do yardwork today, and now she can barely feel her hands, I scoff at that inside my head. Here's a thought if you want me to do stuff around the house, tell me what the hell you want me to do, I can't read your fucking mind. And that whole thing about the job and volunteering, I love it how just because I have a job, I have to do all this stuff to fulfill what you think I should be doing. She said I needed to have a plan to her by Wed about how I'm going to change that. She says I'm not in the real adult world. I really wish Kevin would buy a house, so I could get out from under my parents roof. Maybe that'd get them off my back, most likely not.
It's so funny how my mom said a couple weeks ago, that they're going to sell the house in 5 years, but pretty much last week and last weekend, she's been giving me pointers on how to make my apartment better (I'm on the 3rd floor of their house), what's the point if you're just gonna sell the house in 5 years? I can find everything fine, it's just her and her damn expectations.

Even when I was working 30+ hours a week, my parents were still saying I needed to find a better job with benefits. Nothing I do is good enough for them.

I did have a pretty good birthday yesterday. Kevin came over in the morning and gave me my present, a new desktop computer, it's way cool. I'm still getting stuff set up on it. I tried getting some stuff off some CD's I thought I burned on my other computer, only to find out they were blank, guess my CD burner didn't work on there either. So, now I have to set up the other one and slowly save things on my 1GB flash disk. I don't think I have a lot, just some pictures and word documents. It's jus the whole process of finding a place to set it up.
We all went out to lunch: mom, dad, Kevin and I. After lunch we went home, and I pretty much had to go to work, so I did that. My brother called me at work and we had a nice little chat. After work, I was pretty tired, and basically sat on the couch and fell asleep watching TV. It wouldn't have been a good birthday if Kevin hadn't come over.

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

just a small time girl living in a lonely world

I hate it when I build myself up for something, and it's not what I expected. For some reason, I am extremely excited about my birthday this year (it's tomorrow), not like it's any big milestone. 26 doesn't do anything, at least 25 was kind of a milestone, 26 not so much.
I know I have no idea what' s going to happen tomorrow, but tonight, not as interesting as I hoped. Since I work tomorrow night and Friday night (my mom's birthday), we went out to supper tonight. As I said before we planned to go to The Spice, and we did, but we didn't make it to Hickory Park for dessert as my mom had a meeting at 7. After supper, we came back to the house and opened presents, my mom was particularly intrigued about her gift. I gave her a two-year subscription to a magazine, Our Iowa, it's basically all about Iowa it's got pictures and stories.
My parents gave me a frog pillow, that my mom made with some fleece I bought awhile ago, that she embellished with some sewing and beads and a little extra fabric, she also sewed a frog to the top of it. They also gave me quite a big gift card, which I'm still in shock about the amount (I just looked it up online), but it's so much more fun to get something material, granted I will be spending it on material stuff, but I could have used this much on a Fareway, or Target/Walmart gift card, anything I spend this gift card on, I don't really need. I'd rather use it on stuff I need.

I've noticed now that I've been eating/drinking a little more healthily (don't know if that's a word, but it is now), certain things I used to love, don't taste as good anymore. Ever since Easter Sunday, I've been drinking water except on Sunday nights and Mondays, when I get together with Kevin and we go out. I know it's cheaper to drink water then too, but it's like a little bonus for me. I've even got to liking water more. I'm also trying to eat more healthy and not snack on things as much, or if I do, snack on more healthy things like carrots, or yogurt, or some of the healthy bars rather than chips or cookies or candy bars. I do still buy some sugary stuff, but I'm spending most of my money on healthy food when I go food shopping. I've noticed I've slimmed a bit since then, I'm not fat, I know that. But, I have noticed I gained more of a stomach lately, and I got new stretch marks on the inside of my thighs. I've gone down a couple pounds, and some clothes that were getting tight fit better. A month or so ago, I bought a juniors medium skirt at Walmart, I didn't know it was junior's, anyways, when I tried it on at home, I couldn't get it over my thighs, it now fits over my thighs. I also need to get my ass out on walks, like I used to do, I used to walk on 4 mile walks around town. Part of me not doing that lately is that my mp3 player's battery is sucking a lot (course now I can get a new one with my gift card), but my brother gave his to my father, and I have it on loan, but I can't put my songs on it, so not the same.
Getting back to stuff tasting different. I bought me some champagne cake the other day, wasn't near as good as it used to taste. Also, I bought a Coke the other day, and opened it tonight, it doesn't taste as good either. Guess it's a good thing, I won't be eating/drinking these things if they don't taste good.

Monday, June 29, 2009

You're busted

It doesn't feel like Monday, and it wasn't a very nice weekend. I had a friend's (Amanda's) baby shower to go to on Sunday, so Saturday I made a survival kit for new mom's and a card. Check them out here. That took pretty much all day on Saturday. Sunday I woke up to go out and mow the lawn, took my pig out to enjoy the weather while I ate my lunch. After that, I took a shower and spent way too much time figuring out what to wear. I decided on a cute little skirt Kevin bought me a few weeks ago. Unfortunately, I opted to not wear anything under the skirt, so I felt rather self-conscious and on the way inside for the baby shower, the wind was blowing, so I was having a hard time not flashing anything to anyone.
The baby shower was fun, only I knew Amanda and one other person there and there were at least 15 people there. But, it was fun seeing what other people got her and eating extremely good lemon cake.
The mine decided Kevin had to work yesterday night, so he slept all day yesterday, I got to chat with him for a couple minutes while he was getting ready to go to work, and then he went off to work. Today, I didn't really know what to do. I thought I'd try recreating the "bag" I made for Amanda, but then I ran out of double-stick tape. I was thinking if I made and decorated a whole bunch of them and put them up on my etsy store, maybe they'd sell, we'll see.
Also, Kevin might be working next weekend (that is the 4th of July). I'm really hating his bosses right now. We were planning to go back to his parents house sometime Saturday and stay until Monday afternoon. But, looks like that won't be happening now. I'm really hoping they don't end up working, they already ruined one weekend for me, I don't need 2 crappy weekends in a row.

My birthday's on Thursday, I'll be 26, but I won't be doing anything really fun. My parents and I are going out to supper on Wednesday, since I'm working Thursday night. The plan is to go to The Spice, a Thai food restaurant, for supper and Hickory Park for ice cream. Sunday, mom suggested we do something actually on my birthday, like it really matters, and we might be going to Legend's for lunch. She also wants to do something on the 4th of July. She has been really clingy lately, she wants to spend all this time with me, I don't know why, I'm pretty sure she has some other motive than just hanging out, and I'm pretty sure it's to talk about crap I don't want to talk about. She made such a big deal about doing something on my birthday and about doing something on July 4th. Maybe she can sense I'm rather bummed about Kevin not being able to get together with me, I don't know.

Mentioning Hickory Park reminded me of a guy I had come into the store a couple weeks ago. He said someone told him about a really good BBQ place but he couldn't remember the name. I asked if it was Battle's. He said no, and replied that they had ice cream. I asked if it was Hickory Park, he said, yes it was. Now, if you're from around here, and have gone to Hickory Park, it's not something I would call a BBQ place. It has all different foods from hamburgers to smoked meats to salads and tons of really great ice cream sundaes. It does have BBQ, but it's not a huge thing on their menu. It has five different BBQ things on it's menu (I looked, I don't have it memorized), so it was lucky for the guy that I knew they had BBQ and ice cream.

UGH!! Ok, one more thing, just because it's bothering me as I sit here and type this. If you know me, I can't breathe cigarette smoke. Lucky me, my place of work sits between 2 businesses where the employees smoke, and since you can't smoke inside businesses anymore, they smoke outside, and on a day like today, when it's nice outside and the door is open. I have to shut it. On one side, there is a pizza joint, some of the delivery drivers smoke, they sit on the little railing on the ramp to the place next door to them and smoke away, so I get smoke from the south. On the other side is a check cashing place, and the lady apparently can't leave the premises, so she stands right outside the door and smokes away, so I get smoke from the north. I can't win. If I ever had to use a check cashing place (and I really hope I don't have to, because with what they charge, I would get into so much more debt), I would be so turned off to see this lady standing, basically in the doorway smoking. I'm sure that really keeps the cigarette smoke out of your business too.
I had a guy one time, almost walk into the store with his cigarette in his hand still lit. I gave him one hell of a look. He got the message, apologized and wandered off. I can't stand it when smokers come in, they all have this cloud of smoke hanging around them, and I can smell it no matter where they are in the store. Granted it's not a very big store, but it's not that massively small either, if you're in the back of the store, I shouldn't be able to smell you in the front. That's just nasty. I'm done rambling now. :)

Hope you all had a good weekend.

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Your breath is still on my lips

My mom is cleaning all my stuff out of my old room and wants me to put it up here in my apartment, because I clearly have all this room. We're looking at a box of dolls which I decided I didn't need anymore, she informs me that I should keep them even if I think I don't need them anymore. Guess I should go rent a storage space for all the shit you think I should keep that I'm never going to use again. Maybe she's hoping I'll use it for my kids someday, I don't really plan on having kids. Yeah, I had that moment a few months ago when I wanted one, but now that Kevin's brother has one, he doesn't see the need to have any. He had told me once in the beginning of our relationship, that he wanted kids because he didn't think his brother could have any. Now that his brother has a kid, he told me, he figures that if we're meant to have kids somehow it'll happen, even though I'm on birth control. And, even if I ever have kids, I sure don't want to push dolls on my daughter (if I have one), I want my kids to decide what they want, but I sure don't plan on doing anything totally girly or boyish when they're young. Why not, give my old toys/dolls/etc to Goodwill where some other kid can have some enjoyment out of them? Cause you sure don't want to keep them in your house, but yet you think I should keep them when I don't want to.

She had to come up and measure one of my closets to find out if some totes she bought to put my stuff in them would fit. As she's leaving she says I need to devote 2 hrs every day to cleaning/sorting/rearranging. She didn't say it in so many words but it's because she doesn't like the way my apartment looks. Sure, it's messy, but I can find everything I want, I don't have problems with it, what business is it of yours? She's starting to treat me as if I'm a little child again. I have a responsiblity to mow the lawn in the summer (shovel the sidewalks/driveway in the winter), the other day she called me and told me I needed to get my chores done. Chores? Really, is that what you think of them. I'd love for Kevin to hurry up and buy a house, so I can move in with him, sort through all my crap and get rid of what I don't need (without my mom knowing, cause she'll think I need to keep some of it) and get away from her. Just cause I live in your apartment doesn't mean you get to say how it looks. I don't have bugs, I don't have rotting food, the only thing you can't handle is that it's messy. I have no doubt that when I do get my own place, when she comes over, she'll still complain about the way I live.

Friday, June 19, 2009

People amaze me.

I had a couple come into the store yesterday at 8 (when I close), they guy says to the chick they have a couple minutes, though by my clock it was 8. He says he knows exactly what he wants and he'll go get it and come back, apparently he was wrong because he didn't buy anything.
I had a guy come in last Friday, saying he was from some charity, but didn't want any donations. He just wanted to put a candy machine inside the front door, to which I told him, he'd have to come back in the morning and ask my boss. He let out this giant sigh and left in a huff. I told Kevin about it, and he said the guy was probably trying to ambush the lowly workers into saying yes. Then you already committed to having it, and it's your ass if your boss says no, and you have to contact the people to come take it out. That wouldn't happen to me, if I am unsure about anything, I just tell the people to come back when my boss is about. It's not my choice whether or not something gets put in the store.

I saw a guy yesterday riding his motorcycle without a shirt. Now, I know it was hot and very humid, but this guy was old and saggy, no one needs to see that.

I like to watch Andrew Zimmern's Bizarre Foods whenever I go downstairs or get to be at someone's house where there's cable. Today he was eating something totally gross (no surprise there), but I was getting hungry watching him, it's pretty bad when you think something he's eating looks good. I knew it was about time I go get some lunch. In the episode I was watching he couldn't eat something. I've never seen that before, there have been times he's had troubles getting something down, but he actully spit the fruit out he was trying to eat.
I'm actually watching The Dr's on ABC right now, they had a segment about heart attacks in women. They had this one lady on that was saying she was 44, overweight and afraid she was going to have a heart attack and not be around for her children. She had said that watching her elderly overweight mother go downhill healthwise was her rock bottom, and then said how she's a stress eater, eats a lot, doesn't exercise. I said bullshit to her hitting rock bottom, usually when you hit rock bottom, you change something to make yourself better. Then they sent her to a doc who did a bunch of tests and said she was in relatively good health. On the show, after telling her the results of her dr's visit, they asked her if she was going to exercise and start eating right, and she says Absolutely, I called bullshit on that too. How can a dr's visit where you find out you're in good health change your mind set when seeing your mother's health detoriate not change it.

I keep getting calls at about 8PM from an unknown number. I got one Wed night and last night, I wonder if I'll get one tonight. I don't answer unknown numbers, if it's really that important leave a damn message. I hate it when people call me, wait around for 4-6 rings and then don't leave a message. You obviously called me for some reason, it's not like you can't just leave a message. My guess it's nothing really important as it's at 8 at night. If someone has my number, I probably gave it to them, so most likely it's someone I know, and if that's the case, what's so hard with leaving a message? I guess I do put my cell # on job app's, but most job people leave a number, and why would they be calling after 5PM? Course, most of the people that call my home # don't leave a message either. The only messages I get are from politicians or groups about something that politicians are looking at.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Who knew

My feet are soo tired. I walked 2.5 miles Wed and Thurs.
Today I pretty much hung out with my dad all day. We went to a pizza buffet place for lunch, then decided to go to a dinosaur exhibit at some local gardens. We walked around that trying to avoid the kids. It must have been family day or something. I loved how one family felt they needed to take off their shoes and play in the pond, it was nice that mom was holding one child as he sat on the edge and dangled his feet in, with grandma watching close by. The ponds are not supposed to be played in.
On our way home we stopped at the grocery store and got some really good deals on Naked fruit juice, a couple varieties were $0.99, that's pretty good when they're usually $2.50. As we were crossing the street to go home, a car stopped in the middle of the crosswalk and my dad almost walked into it (my dad's legally blind, so he walks with a white cane), so my dad tapped the back of the car a few times while we were walking behind it. I thought it was a nice way to get the point to them, but I also worried, if he does that a lot, what happens when he does it to someone's car who has road rage or a bad day or a gun in the car? I glared at the people as they turned the corner and looked back at us. They deserved it, they stopped in the middle of the crosswalk, and ignored a blind man walking.

I think tomorrow my feet are taking a break.