Ding Dong the Witch is Dead

And number three is... The room mates from hell have moved out. I finally have the place to myself, except for c. of course. And in the grand tradition of being a dick, j.d gave us a weeks notice that they were leaving and decided they were only paying for half this months rent being they were only there for 2 weeks of the rental month. We have to come up with a heck of a lot of money on short notice but, whatever it takes to get them out. Good ridence! Now I get to actually move in my stuff, including my computer, hooray and decorate a little. First we have to steam clean all the carpets and scrub the house from top to bottom. The good thing is, it's just in time for the holidays so I can bust out all my craft stuff and the sewing machine to make all my Christmas presents. Free at last. Thank God almighty I'm free at last!

The Arrival

Well It finally happened, Quinn has arrived. He showed up on Thanksgiving day just as we were about to carve the holiday bird. This is surely a Thanksgiving we will never forget. We had to pack up the feast in tupperware and then set up our own little buffet in the waiting room of the hospital. It was interesting and memorable. Not only that but we also had our first snow of the season. It was out of this world waking up to this beautiful scene. Usually things happen in three's. I got a nephew, snow (which I love and can't get enough of) and there should be one more thing soon. Until then....

This Weeks This or That

1. Go out and buy gifts, or shop online/mail order? Shop online
2. Gift cards/certificates or pick out gifts? Pick out gifts. It's more personal
3. Pay cash or charge holiday gifts? Charge it Baby!
4. Are most of your gifts mailed or given in person? I prefer to give in person when I can.
5. Are you an early-bird or last-minute holiday shopper? I try to be an early bird but usually end up a last minute shopper
6. If you shop in stores...big chain stores or smaller specialty stores? Small specialty store, you find more unique gifts that way
7. Wrap gifts yourself or have them wrapped at the store or mall? Part of the fun is wrapping the gifts
8. Shopping on *Black Friday* (day after Thanksgiving)...did you or didn't you? Hell No!
9. Is your holiday gift list large or small? Way to long
10. Is it better to give or to receive? Much better to give. I love watching peoples faces when they get something they really want or didn't expect

I'm almost an Aunt

My sister went to the doctor yesterday . The baby is on his way. It could take a while though. They said she shouldn't expect him over the weekend but by Monday he should be ready to meet the world. I can't wait. I am on vacation next week so I get to spend it with my sister and hopefully my new nephew. The child hasn't even been born yet and I have already spoiled him beyond belief. I think I have bought every piece of children's clothing that they sell at Target That's in addition to the toys and books and stuff. I can't wait to take him to Yankee Gamesand fishing and all kinds of other fun stuff. That's the best thing about being an aunt. I get to spoil the kid and let him do whatever he wants and then send him home to mom. This is going to be great!

The Sky is Falling

Ok so of the 400 things in my apartment that need to be fixed the landlord has been insisting for months that he is going to have the roof redone. Fine, great we need it. But of course we didn't believe him because his last project, the aluminum siding, took him a year and a half. We low and behold today, the one day that I have a late shift at work and can sleep in, the roofers show up at 7:00am. There are about 12 of them all on the roof scraping and hammering and drilling and who the hell know what else. Since sleep was out of the question I got up and did the laundry and had breakfast. I figure then that it's a good time to take a shower. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to shower with strange men outside your bathroom window. Granted, we have blinds in the window so you can't really see in and I'm sure they have better things to do but it is still uncomfortable. So I went with the speed shower and I don't think I got all of the conditioner out of my hair and put my jeans on while I was still dripping wet. You see, of course, the ladders were all around the house and I could see the guys walking up and down the ladders all morning which means they could also see in so getting dressed in the privacy of my own room was out of the question.

Finally dressed and ready to relax I sat down to watch some t.v. as a had a few hours left to kill before work. All of a sudden I felt something hit me in the head. I looked around and didn't see anything and figured it must have been the cat or something. A few minutes later I feel something pelt me in the leg. This time I look down and see a huge nail on the floor. Then another. I look up and realize that the nails are coming out of the ceiling. The guys outside are banging so hard they are knocking all the nails out of the sheet rock or what ever it is up there. Now I am frantic because we things hanging on the walls and all kinds of crap on the dresser and stuff. While I am trying to move the majority of the breakables I hear this crackling sound. I look up and see that part of the ceiling is about to fall. With my cat like reflexes I run over and put my hands up just in time to catch the panel. Of course it didn't break all the way it is still partially attached to the ceiling and It's to big for me to try to pull of so it is lying across the bed and resting against the floor. There are chunks of ceiling all over the bed, floor and rest of the room. What a fiasco. I finally had to leave for work praying the whole way there that the rest of the ceiling remains intact until c. or I gets home.

I think now is a good time to also mention that:

• every time someone takes a shower the kitchen ceiling leaks


• the kitchen cabinets are falling off the walls in addition to the ceiling tiles falling in


• the oven door doesn't close all the way so the wood on either side is charred from the heat and there is no temperature dial (it melted from the heat because the door doesn't close) so you don't really know what temperature you're cooking at


• the freezer ices over and just keeps building and the freezer space gets smaller and smaller every once in a while when we defrost the freezer we find something in the abyss of ice


• Ice forms around the cooling rods in the refrigerator and then defrosts pretty much daily leaving a puddle of about 3 inches of water at the bottom of the fridge under the drawers. As you can imagine, if a day or 2 goes by and I don't get a change to empty it out, well, stagnant water in the fridge, enough said.


• We still have a cesspool (because the landlord is to cheap to get a sewer installed)which fills up and makes a nice bubbling pool of crap in the middle of the yard.

Sometimes I fell like I am living in the house from The Money Pit I can't wait to get home and see what condition the house is in, if it is still standing, that is.

This or That Tuesday
Potpourri, Part Two!

1. Long or short hair? Long, I like to have something to run my fingers through.
2. Microwave or conventional oven? Nothing beats good 'ol home cooking in the conventional oven.
3. Plain or Peanut M&M's? Peanut M & M's Rule!!!
4. "101 Dalmations"...animated or live-action version? Animated, although I thought Glenn Close was fab as Cruela
5. Drink out of bottle/can or pour into a glass? Screw the glass, us real white trash gals drink from the bottle.
6. Sunlight or moonlight? Moonlight, I am definitley a night owl.
7. Kermit the Frog or Miss Piggy? I've always been partial to Kermit.
8. Glasses or contact lenses (or neither)? Thank heaven for contacts.
9. Action movies or chick flicks? I hate to admit it but.... Chick Flicks
10. Toilet seat...up or down ? Put the damn toilet seat down. Thank you for your support.

Back in BusinessHooray!! My template is back.

They opened an Applebee's in the shopping plaza near my apartment so c. and I thought we would try it out last night. the food was pretty good but the highlight of my overly dull life was the guy who was walking around making balloon animals and shapes for all the patron's. At first I though he must be there with a kids party because there were a ton of families there but turns out he was trying to promote himself for parties and stuff and he is there every Monday night. So there I am in the restaurant, any as a 5 year old, just hoping that he will come to my table to make me a balloon animal. I don't know what it is but there are 2 things that no matter how old I get or what I am doing will always make me smile and feel like a kid again, BALLOONS & BUBBLES Well, after about 3 raspberry margaritas, he finally came over and asked me if I wanted a balloon. I smiled sheepishly and said "Was it that obvious?". He asked what I wanted and I said anything so he started blowing up 6 balloons. I was a little perplexed at why he needed so many but with a few twists and a Tada he made a monkey climbing a palm tree with a banana hanging down. It was the coolest think. I took a picture of it with my digital camera and will hopefully be able to post the picture soon.

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Well, I went to update my template and add a few things and the template is blank. There is no code. I am at a loss. I hope it magically appears as quickly as it disappeared

I Believe

This was too heart warming to pass up. I know I'm a cheesball. What can I say? Thank you to ZT for sending this.

She is 92 years old, petite, well poised, and proud. She is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed, and her makeup perfectly applied, in spite of the fact she is legally blind. Today she has moved to a nursing home. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making this move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, where I am employed, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet curtains that had been hung on her window.

"I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room...just wait," I said.

Then she spoke these words that I will never forget:

"That does not have anything to do with it," she gently replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not, does not depend on how the furniture is arranged. It is how I arrange my mind. I have already decided to love it. It is a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice. I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work or I can get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do work. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I will focus on the new day and all of the happy memories I have stored away...just for this time in my life. Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you have already put in.

I Believe

• that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.


• that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.


• that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.


• that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.


• that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.


• that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.


• that you can keep going, long after you can't.


• that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.


• that either you control your attitude or it controls you.


• that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.


• that money is a lousy way of keeping score.


• that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.


• that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.


• that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.


• that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.


• that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.


• that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.


• that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other... And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.


• that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.


• that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.


• that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.


• that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.


• that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.


• that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

Tuesday's This or That

This was "borrowed" from Cybertoad's Blog on Life

1. Hershey's Kisses: with or without almonds? Definitly without
2. Wizard of Oz: Scarecrow or Tin Man? Scarecrow...I'm still searching for a brain
3. Meat eater or vegetarian? Meat eater
4. Buy books or borrow them? Buy them, and they must be hardcover
5. At the bank: ATM or human teller? ATM, theres no need for human contact when it comes to my money. I love the electronic age
6. Oil or gas (or other) heat? Other, friction heat (he! he!)
7. Pen or pencil? Pen, I like things permanent
8. Drive or use public transit? Drive, once you make the transition, you will never go back to public transportation
9. Who IS James Bond: Sean Connery or Pierce Brosnan (or any of the others in between)? Sean Connery, hands down, no contest
10. Your ideal breakfast: full (bacon/sausage, eggs, pancakes, etc) or continental (bagels, muffins, fruit, cereal)? Full, but not in the a.m. I like my breakfast for dinner

Be Nice to the Telephone Operator

Why do people insist on yelling at me for things I have absolutely no control over. I didn't create th product, I didn't make it defective, I just have the pleasure of being on the other end of the telephone. Not that people don't have a right to be upset but for goodness sake let me get a word in edgewise. I may have some insight into your problem and maybe just maybe by the power of all that is good and right I may have an answer. Only you'll never know because you won't SHUT UP!!! O.K. I'm better now.

Fun for Women of all Ages

I am listening to the radio the other morning, Z-100, and they were talking about the Harry Potter Nimbus 2000 BroomWhile this looks like your ordinary boring toy, it has a feature that has parents. mothers of your girls especially, up in arms. The broom vibrates. Need I say more. Apparently there is a petition going around that parents are planning to send to Mattel to get the product recalled or at least to prevent them from making more. What is the world coming to. Where in the world are these girls getting the idea to use the broom for purposes other than intended. And if girls between the ages of 6-12 are figuring out other recreational uses for the thing, don't you think at least one of the mature minded employees at Mattel, even if only joking, though about it.

Lets face it. Society today is considerably more perverse than it was even 10-15 years ago. Look at what they have done to the Disney movies. People claim to have heard subliminal messages in Aladdin & the Lion King, as well as seen phallic symbols in the Little Mermaid. Check out this site that has a pretty comprehensive list of current Urban Legends The topic of sex or sexuality is such a taboo, it has become that much more intriguing to today's youth. While I believe that there is a time and place for everything, and that includes educating children about the finer points in life, we can't hide from these discussions. We don't give children the credit they are due. We seem to think that children are incapable of understanding certain situations and that somehow, as they age, they miraculously develop into educated and well adjusted young adults. Think about it for a second. Where are they supposed to learn coping skills. What is the right age to start discussing things like sex, death, pregnancy. Back to the topic of the Disney Stories, these fairy tales were ripped off from The Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson They weren't these candy coated, always happy ending stories you see today. The stories were originally created to educate children, to teach them life lessons through storytelling. Read a few of those good old fairy tales and you'll see what I mean. I think that to some degree our attempts to protect are children from the world, sometimes also prevent them from having essential experiences that help to mold them into, self confident adults.

Let me give you a perfect example. When I was growing up, my mother wanted to shelter us from every bad experience and impropriety in the world. This included TV and in the movies. Cable TV was the devil and forbidden in our home. We didn't get to go to the movies very often, and when we rented them. my mother would fast forward any kissing scenes. Years later I would see movies on TV and realize I had missed half the story because my mom didn't want us to see to people kissing. One of the worst experiences was when the movie Dirty Dancing came out. My mother refused to let me see the movie strictly because of the title. Now while she was very affectionate with her children, it was inappropriate to be affectionate with a man outside the bedroom. What made things more confusing was we were also not allowed to know what went on in the bedroom. We were never taught about physical relationships and intimacy. Now I was raised in a traditional conservative family. You waited until you were married to have sex, and it wasn't sex it was making love, yada yada. Of course there is nothing wrong with this theory, however it is not always practical.

Well fastforward to adulthood and my dysfunctional relationships because you can't hit the fastforward button to avoid kissing scenes in real life and I was so uncomfortable in intimate situations and with myself. Thank goodness for college, which is not always for a textbook education. I had my share of embarrassing hook ups and sweet intimacies and found that comfort zone. My point is however, because I was not taught about these things my only reference was movie relationships or the twisted and dysfunctional relationships of friends. Well how disappointing to find out that true love doesn't always ride up on a white horse with a dozen roses and embody perfection.

I have learned that real life is hard work but well worth it. Although sometimes I wish that I had had a more open relationship with my parents and been able to ask questions about love and relationships and sex. One thing I can say to my parents credit, I may not have waited until I was married, but I was much older and wiser and grateful that I waited for my first time. I was in a committed relationship, deeply in love and it was a beautiful experience. But I digress as usual.

Children would be able to play with a silly toy without causing controversy if we were more comfortable discussing with our children things that are and are not appropriate. Boy it took an awful long time to get to the point. The soapbox is retired for today. Y'all come back now as I am sure I will find plenty o' topics to preach about tomorrow.

The Make-Up and a Migraine

Well c. and I had a long talk and I think he understands where I am coming from. He admitted he should never have said he would be home because he knew he wouldn't. He just wanted to lessen his own guilt. It feels really nice to know that I can talk to him about how I am feeling or when I am frustrated and we don't have to argue about it. We lay everything out on the table talk about it and then let it go. Now don't get me wrong, I am sure we will have this conversation again because, he is not perfect and he will do it again, but he is coming around. Little by little he is realizing that being in a relationship does not mean that you have to give up your friends or your freedom. You do however need to remember that the decisions you make also now effect another person.

I have had the worst migraine for the past 3 days. It has gotten so bad that my vision is blurry and I am so nauseous. I don't think many people can sympathized when I say I have a headache. They don't realize that I live with this every day of my life and when I say my head hurts it doesn't mean I have an annoying headache, like the kind you get when you drank a little to much the night before or when you haven't eaten all day, that's normal for me, I mean that I am in a considerable amount of pain. It is physically and emotionally draining. I have tried medication but to no avail. It is difficult on top of all of my sinus, allergy, asthma crap that I have to take daily. I would just be nice to feel really good for a day or two in a row. I can always hope...

Random acts of Insensitivity

Do they pull young men aside in school and give them a class on how to be an insensitive jerk? I think they do. Women get the class on menstruation and men get the class on how to be a dick and accept zero responsibility for your actions. The weekend actually started of pretty nice. I was home cooking dinner (eggplant parmesan and pasta) and c. came home early form work. He decided to get the laundry done while I was finishing dinner so we wouldn't have to worry about it the rest if the weekend. How sweet right. So he went to the Laundromat and ran a bunch of errands while the clothes were drying so we could spend the rest of the evening together. So we ate and then he fell asleep. How romantic. In his defense he did have to work Saturday morning.

Saturday morning he got up and was off to work by 7:00am. I figured I might as well get up and start my day so all of my chores would be done by the evening. I ended up stopping over at my mothers house because she wasn't feeling well and brought her some of the leftover chicken parm and we sat and hung out for the afternoon. By 5:30 I headed home figuring I would call c. to find out how his day at work was going and what his plan was for the evening. Turns out his brother called and they went out to dinner and were heading back to m's house to hang out. c. insisted he was tired and would be home fairly soon.

Aside
At this point I hung up the phone and thought. O.K. I am on my own for the evening. c & m are going to be hanging out all night and he will stumble in, in the wee hours of the morning. I figured this was a good time for me to finish White Oleander This is an amazing book by Janet Fitch which they have recently turned into a movie. Anyway, I curl up with my book and wait for the phone call from c. telling me that he won't be home till late.

Well around 8:30 the phone rings and guess who it is. You guessed it. So he tells me that they stopped on the way to m's house a got a 12 pack of beer and he though he would be responsible and not drive home. He was spending the night. He felt just awful leaving me alone on a Saturday night, but not to worry because we had all day Sunday to spend together. Of course he is well aware that I spend every Sunday at my elderly Grandmothers house. Not only is he aware of this but he also knows how important and special this time is for me. My Grams is getting older and her memory is not what it used to be. She is forgetting a lot of things so I want to spend as much time as I can with her while she is still coherent. So c. promises that he will be home early and we will go to Grams's house together and then spend the evening together.

My retort was more of a request to c. that he not make any promises because if and when he broke his promise I would be pissed. While I know in his heart and mind he really did want to come home and spend the day with me and the intention was there, I knew full well he would stay up half the night with m and be to tired and hung over to come home. So I tell him this and he insists that he is tired and won't be staying up to much longer. There is no problem being home by 9:00am. He'll be there don't worry.

So, I hang up the phone and the knot in my stomach begins to tighten. Please, Please, Please do not let me down. Well as expected 10:00 came and went and no c. and no phone call that he was on his way. So I went to Grams and of course she asks where he is. Why I feel the need to cover up for him I don't know. Actually I don't have the heart to tell my Grams sorry, c. is to tired & hung over and you are just not important enough for him to drag his sorry ass out of bed for. The worst part is he ruined my day and I don't understand why I allow him to do that. I already knew he wouldn't be there but it hurt anyway.

Well 1:00 rolls around and my cell phone rings. He is finally home and poor thing is just to tired and he feels like crap. Does he really think I am going to fell bad that he feels like crap. He didn't even apologize. He makes me so mad. I know that this isn't the biggest thing in the world but it pisses me off that he expects me to drop everything when he wants me to go somewhere with him but when the tables are turned he can blow me off so easily and not even fell bad about it. When I finally got home Sunday he was sleeping so I couldn't even talk to him about it. I don't want to fight, I just want him to understand how disappointed and hurt I am. Of course I couldn't start a conversation this morning before work so it is still unresolved. Now It will be a fight because c. knows I am upset and it is going to fester all day.

We spend so little time together as it is, I don't want to spend it fighting. I don't ever complain about the long hours he works, or the times he wants to spend with his friends and I don't ask for much. Just show me the same common courtesy I show you. Don't make promises you can't keep and accept ressponsibility for your acctions. Apologize when you know you you were wrong. I don't think that is to much to ask. I don't know, maybe I am wrong.

Blog of Faith

It's funny how the world works sometimes. I have 4 cousins who were pregnant and all due in succession from June to September. The first three had a myriad of problems during the pregnancies but had beautiful healthy children. The 4th of these cousins, the healthiest of all, who followed all of the doctors orders and never had a single problem or complaint, had a stillbirth. As you can image the family was devastated. This sparked a discussion with my mom about "God" and faith.

My mom has always been a very religious person and had a strong faith. I on the other hand have always questioned my faith and I don't believe in "God", conventionally that is. I don't believe in any kind of organized religion but I also recognize that it is pretty naive to think that there is no existence of an omnipotent force or "higher power " as some people refer to it. In light of recent events my mom has really been questioning her faith. She is having a hard time justifying or reasoning how "God" could take a child, especially from someone like j.f. She is angry and hurt and is directing that anger towards "God". This is where our discussion became slightly heated.

I believe strongly in the theory of metaphysics. It is fairly complicated and would take to long to explain all at once. For anyone who is interested Richard Matheson wrote an incredible book that explains metaphysics in a condensed and simple way. Its calledThe Path If you get the chance check it out. Anyway, part of this theory is the belief that everything happens for a reason. I don't think that our lives are predestined because we do, after all, have free will but I do think that there is a reason for every experience we have in our lives. While we may not always be capable of recognizing the reason, there is one. Now of course my mothers first question was "So, tell me why this happened. What is the reason for it.?" This was my explanation, in short.

Of course when tragedy plagues us, we are not capable of recognizing that there could be a reason for the event. Our grief and despair consume us. This is part of the process. You grieve, you deal, you accept and you begin to heal. This healing process can take days, months, years or a lifetime. We are not always meant to know why things happen when they happen because we are not always prepared or willing to accept answers. All things are revealed in their own time. We then have the choice to do with that information what we will. We can learn form it and grow as a person or we can choose to ignore it. Now this is where things can get tricky. Events can effect different people in many different ways, and while something may seem pointless to you can be a life-altering event for someone else. Not everything is meant to have a meaning for everyone, but is meant to have a meaning for someone.

Well my mom and a lot of other people have a hard time accepting this theory (which I have overly simplified in this example. there is so much more involved) . I understand that because it is had to wrap your mind around. But during this whole argument I realized something. While not conventional, I have a stronger faith than my mother who has been a church going catholic for her whole life. There is nothing that she or anyone else could possibly say that would change my belief that everything happens for a reason, because I have faith. Figure that out.

Now I am sure that some people would say that I must never have had anything really bad or tragic happen in my life to think this way. Quite the contrary. I have experience more in my 28 years than most people will in a lifetime. I have lost family, friends, and acquaintances by natural causes, their own hand, and through tragic events. Being a New Yorker I was effected immensely by the events of September 11th. The only reason I can give as to how I have survived it all and still maintain my sanity and can still function as an active member of society...My Faith. And all this time I didn't think I had any.

The Makeover Blog

Well I have returned from the great beyond. Things have not gone exactly according to my plan but I guess you have to roll with the punches. My current living arrangement is, how can I put it delicately, less than desirable. We are making due with the roommates from hell, but unfortunately space issues or lack of space I should say, have prevented me from setting up my computer. I will have to abuse my privileges at work to maintain this blog. We'll just call it a bonus. I have earned it.

As you can see, not only my address has changed but so has my template. This is a little more my style. Hopefully there will be plenty to read from now on as my life has become somewhat more eventful. Until next time....

Missing Persons Report

I am currently between residences and have not had the opportunity to blog. With any luck I will be settled in my new temporary residence with in the next week and my internet access will be restored. And hopfully my permanent residence (a brand spanking new house) will be settled by the end of the year. Hooray!

Being a responsible adult really sucks.

TTFN

Welcome Back Blog

Ok, so I have been totaly consumed with the website I made for my boyfriends new niece Angie. She is such a doll. I have to say that I am very impressed with how it turned out, being that it was my first attempt at a site completely on my own. Now I am hooked. I can't wait to start my next one. I am going to have to register my own domain so I can get rid of all those damn banner ads. My next project will be coming up with a domain name. NameBoy will be my new best friend until I decide on one.

After last summer's sunburn fiasco which left me taking prednisone to relieve the inflamation and pain you would think I would learn but alas, I again have charbroiled my legs. I never used to burn. When I was a kid I would walk out in the sun and tan almost instantaniously. The older I get the faster I burn. I know this and yet I continue to venture outside unprotected. I was watching c. play softball and sitting out in the beautiful weather enjoying the day. I was actually excited that I might start off the summer looking more like a human being with some color, not the corpse I usally look like. Anyway, a couple of hours passed and I started to realize how hot my legs were feeling. Well by this point it was already to late. I was toast. It pisses me off that c. can sit outside for either 10 minutes or 10 hours, it really doesn't matter how long, and he just bronzes. It's not right I tell ya!!

All in all I had a really good weekend. I hung out with m.s. and c.h. on saturday and saw a movie. Then we abducted j.c from work to go play pool. I had fun even though I sucked. Pool is one of theose games that I could watch for hours. I love to not only watch but play people who are better than me. I understand the fundamentals of the game and I can map out a table immediately following the break. I can read the table and see each shot as it should be, my skills however prevent me from executing this vision. I haven't quite mastered the art of English.

Well I suppose I should get back to work seeing as that's what they pay me for.........Until we meet again.

The Absenteeist Blog

OK so I know I haven't blogged in like forever but I have a good reason. I am designing a website for my boyfriends brother as a virtual birth announcement. Angie was born last wednesday and I have some great pictures I am posting along with all your basic height, weight, etc. I'll link to it when It is done. Anyhow, I found this on TrishsDream and thought it was sweet and worth sharing.

The A-Z of Friendhip

A Friend...

(A) ccepts you as you are
(B) elieves in "you"
(C) alls you just to say "HI"
(D) oesn't give up on you
(E) nvisions the whole of you
(F) orgives your mistakes
(G) ives unconditionally
(H) elps you
(I) nvites you over
(J) ust to "be" with you
(K) eeps you close at heart
(L) oves you for who you are
(M) akes a difference in your life
(N) ever Judges
(O) ffers support
(P) icks you up
(Q) uiets your fears
(R) aises your spirits
(S) ays nice things about you
(T) ells you the truth when you need to hear it
(U) nderstands you
(V) alues you
(W) alks beside you
(X) plain things you don't understand
(Y) anks your chain just for fun.
(Z) aps you back to reality

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The Conformist Blog

This is actually kind of cute so I thought I would follow suit.

1. Animals/Pets: black cat named Magic (actually she is my boyfriends but I have adoped her as my own)
   
2. Best Friend: c.a. and my mom
   
3. Cohabitants: Dad & Grandma
   
4. Desire(s): Audition for a Broadway Musical, Get my freak on in Yankee Stadium, to have children, not in that order
   
5. Eye Color: Brown Eyed Girl
   
6. Favorite Food(s): McDonald's french fries, seafood
   
7. Games: PacMan, solitair, spades old school stuff
   
8. Habit(s): nail biting
   
9. Interests: Softball, Pool, culinary arts, crafts, music, writing
   
10. Job: tech-support/customer service
    
11. Kitchen (Wonder or Blunder?): Wonder
    
12. Languages: English, poco un italiano
    
13. Most Valued Possession(s) (an item, not people/pets): photo albums
    
14. Name (Named after?): Alison, my mom just always liked the name
    
15. Outfit You Love: My Denver Broncos hooded sweatshirt and a pair of boot cut jeans
    
16. Pizza Toppings: pepperoni, mushrooms, black olives
    
17. Question Asked To You the Most: When are you moving out?????
    
18. Relationship/Partner: Long term relationship with my best friend
    
19. Sport: (Playing) Softball (Watching) baseball, football
    
20. Television Show(s): Sopranos , The Osbournes , any reality t.v. (i know, I know, but I can't help it), Anything on the Food Network
    
21. Unsavory characteristic(s): a little to anal retentive for my own good.
    
22. Video (Favorites): Goonies, When Harry met Sally, Meet the Parents, Matrix to many to list
    
23. Webpage (Favorite--not your own): yahoo.com - a little generic but you can get anywhere from here
    
24. Xylophone (or other Instrument?): Clarinet, piano a little (self taught)
    
25. Year Born: 1974
    
26. Zodiac Sign: Capricorn