Livin The High Life

So we had a party last night...well, get together really.

Hubby sprang it on me last minute, so we went shopping for like 5 hours to get ready. We got filet mignon and fruit and wine and beer. Most of it from Costco. Gotta love that place!!!

Then we had about 4 friends over for dinner. Thank you, Blue-Bert, for helping out with dinner!!! It was grand. Although, I worked my ass off yesterday. Let's see, woke up at about 10 a.m. Hubby was over at a friends helping move, so I got into gear and started to clean house. I finished around 1 p.m. and then he arrived home. We showered and went out.

We stopped at Starbucks, where I got a croissant, then Toyota to get the oil changed. You should have seen the inside air filter. It was diiihhhiiirrrhhtttyy. So we had that replaced. Then headed over to Costco to get the food. Back home to store it, then back out to Safeway to get a few more things like ice and mushrooms. We got home, put everything away and 'ding, dong', they started filing in.

I was so funny. They brought beer and doritos, plus we had beer, three red wines, one white wine, oh and they brough Bacardi O3 (still have yet to try it). Plus another brought Wild Turkey. Whoa man!! I sniffed the cap. There was no way I was even gettin close to that!!

So we were going to have a BBQ, but then it started raining and getting windy. They tried to start the fire but it was just impossible to keep up in the wind. So I Foreman'd it. Blue-bert helped me wash off the mushrooms and get the steaks ready. She was a great help. I couldn't get over the irony of us being career women in the kitchen preparing ALL the freakin food, while the guys were all outside drinking and playing ball.

Anyway, we finished the night off with some cheesecake. OMG!! A large cheescake at Costco was only $11. What a steal!! DId I mention I love that place?

Before everyone left, I made sure to load them down with food, because a) if I eat it all, I would weight 50 pounds more by next weekend, and b) we simply cannot eat that much food by ourselves.

So now we're thinking we're going to do this every third Saturday. We'll call it "Third Saturdays", lol, after "First Fridays". Which we're doing next week, this week, next Friday..whatever...you know what I mean.

So now I'm talking hubby unto staying at home for at least a few hours. From the moment I woke up it's been, "Let's go out for coffee. Let's go out for breakfast. Let's go see a movie. Let's go to Home Depot." Good lord, man, let me wake up. So I made him coffee, breakfast, started laundry...I think I'm getting the hang of this 'wife' stuff. I mean, I've heard of other women doing it, but I thought it really wasn't for me. Nah, I like it. Just wish I had more time to dedicate to it. I'm thinking we might get hubby that new volvo with his first paycheck. Just have to watch the expenses. I cannot wait until he gets paid. Woohoo!!!

Livin' the high life. I think I'll get Crystal Light instead of Kool-Aid. lol

Crappity, crap, crap, crap

Augh!!!

So what is it with my body and irony??

It's been acting differently lately, so I figured I'd pull out a pregnancy test and try just for shits and giggles. So I sit on the potty, do my thing, put it aside, and then realize (I won't get into details) that I started my period. Just right after I took the freakin test. Bastard body!!

Then start the cramps. I can feel them building up. So I take a few ibprofen and slap on a heating sticker to help. Which it did, but now the cramps are starting up again. I have to stay at work AT LEAST until 2 p.m. and my ride home won't get here until 6 p.m. Mother nature sure has a great sense of humor. Bleh!!!!

So as you can tell I'm not happy today. My body is throwing fits and refuses to rest now. This and labor? These are the choices. Utter pain and agony for a week each month, or complete utter pain, agony and discomfort for 9 months. WTF?

Oh well. I just hope when it comes to preggers time, I have a glorious 9 months like my mom. She had no queasiness, nothing. She's so lucky!!!

Anyway, I'll let you go. My body is throwing tantrums and it's hard to focus.

Happy Final Frontier Day and a good weekend!!!

Frustration

Okay, so I am trying to work but no luck.

I would go into my problems, but I saw the other day someone got fired, yet again, for their blog that pertained to work. They didn't even name names. It's so freakin ridiculous!!!

I bought some new clothes today. I can't wait to try them out tomorrow (today). I washed them too. Yay!! I just can't believe how fat my ass is!! I really need to lose weight. It's my hubby's fault. He has an appetite like a horse. Bastard!!

Anyway, I'm tired and have to get up early in the a.m. to go to work. Argh!!!

Todaloo ladies!!

Comment Whore

I've told you I'm a comment whore before, right?

So I get into work about 9 a.m. this morning (I was sleeping in come hell or holy water) and what's the first thing I do? I check my Yahoo email account to see if anone commented on my blog. So the front page comes up and there it says "New Mail (5)". I figure at least one comment out of five emails is a good chance, so i click on the hyperlink to veiw the emails and...sigh...no comments. All junk mail. I can't beleive how quickly or strongly I reacted. My shoulders slumped, I exhaled a sigh, and the side of my mouth pinched in frustration.

I really think we need to form a 12 step program for blogging. "Hi! My name is Amy and I'm addicted to blog comments. It started harmlessly enough, but before I knew it I was blogging several days a week. Each entry geared to arouse comment from one of my 5 blogging buddies."

Anyway, just thought I'd share. I did follow the advice of some previous comments and took the night off yesterday and slept in this morning. I do feel a bit better, but very emotional because "that time" starts tomorrow. No I'm not talking about paycheck day.

By the way, today is hamburger day today...so get your beef on!!!!


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Okay, so it ended up being 16 hours yesterday. needless to say, I'm exhausted.

Still working on this special project at work. The sad thing? I still had major stuff to do this morning and all my buddies were online. And I couldn't talk to them! Wahhhh!!!

So now I'm consoling myself with Doritos and coffee. Ahhh, the elixir of the gods. I love coffee. No...you don't understand. I....LUUUHHHHUUUUVVVVV....coffee.

Just the smell of it reminds me of living at my grandmothers. She used to drink it by the buttload. There was always a fresh pot brewing. I guess it was meant to offset the buttload of alchohal my grandfather was consuming.

I don't get that. Every man in my family...alchie. With the exception of the two men my mom married, but that's a whole 'nother list of issues.

Even hubby is recovering. Not that he drank all the time. But when he did, oh boy, watch out! Emotional that boy was. Hooo boy.

Anyway, I'm going to get back to my diet, which as you can tell consists of any food in the 'fat' and 'sugar' categories of the pyramid. Yummmyyyy.

Hasta chickies.

Poor Me, All Alone

I'm working late tonight. So far I've put in 13 hours at work. Yay!!!

Hubby is across the street at school and will be in class til 10 p.m. So it's likely that I will be here until then. Oddly enough I like to put in over forty hours because then everyone will think, "Poor Onyx. She works so hard. Best not to disturb her." It's a great excuse for avoiding a life.

I think I may start Mary Kay again. it was too funny because i was talking to a co-worker about makeup and she asked if I had started MK yet. I replied that i hadn't but what a great idea!!! Then I shared with her my favorite MK story.

When I was doing MK way back when, my buddy and pal had started dancing. She didn't have any money for makeup, so i ran back to my apartment and got the ole' MK sample bag. I deluged her with makeup. She took it with her that night.

When she came back from work, she was so excited because the makeup didn't smear and it lasted all night. I was so happy to hear this!!! That really is great product!

Ahhhh, the good ole days.

I do love my life now, although I'm exhausted half the time. But there are times when I remember back to the simple life, living in an apartment, living next to my best bud. We would...oh nevermind. Most of you have already heard this story. (sigh)

Right now is perfect weather for reminiscing too. It's all stormy and warm outside. Perfect weather. I love wind!! Absolutely love it!!!! I think someday I would love to have sex in a storm. What a rush that would be.

So here I sit nearly hallucinating from lack of sleep and wondering how long it will take for my report to finish.

I think I'll go look up some Kevin Spacey websites.

Yeah, that's the ticket!

Happy, but Exhausted

Okay, so bear with me. I'll be making changes to my diary template but because of a special project at work and hubby's new work, it may take awhile.

I'm happy, but exhausted. Hubby is extremely happy at work, which makes me happy. However, he has a one hour commute and starts at about 7 a.m. So where does that put me? At work at 6 a.m.

Do you know me?

If you do, then you know I am NOT, repeat NOT, a morning person!! I'm just about dead at the end of the day from exhaustion.

Yesterday's schedule?

Wake up at 6 a.m. - get ready, make breakfast, pack lunch
Work at 7:40 a.m.
Get off work at 5:40 p.m. (no lunch break)
Get home about 6 p.m.
Go out at 6:05 p.m. to get decorations for hubby's cubicle
Get home at about 10:30 p.m.
Get up this morning at 5 a.m.

Ugh!!!!!

And he's not coming to get me today until 6 p.m. The good news? I have a major project to work on and this will give me more time.

The bad news? Dead people can't work. Augh!!!

Oh well, it's not so bad.

Well see you later lovelies!!

Buh-Bye Diaryland...Hello Blogspot!

Okay, that's it!!! I've had it with Diaryland. I get all the features in Blogspot that I got with Diaryland, but for free!!! Geesh!!

So, most of you probably already know me. But for those of you who do not know me...

I live in Phoenix, Arizona. The heat is almost unbearable here, but getting better. 106 is bearable to me as I was born in Phoenix and will probably die in Phoenix.

I am married and have been for the past 8 years now. I love my husband. He's a graphic designer, just finishing up on his Bachelor's degree in graphic design and now working full-time in his chosen field.

We had two roommates, but just got rid of one last weekend. Most of our roommates are usually guys from college who need help in getting their finances straight. So we take them in, for free lately, and help them out. Our newest, and only , roommate is a husband and father of one (going on two) who's wife is in Missouri while he finished up school. The man needs to save as much as possible, so we've allowed him to stay with us for the duration of his school time.

I just finished my master's degree and have no freakin clue what I'm going to do with it. My main goals right now are to lose weight and get pregnant. I'm not really sure what to do about that either. I'm a workaholic and feel weird returning back to normal life.

I work full-time as a data analyst for an insurance company. i love my boss and my work, but lately have felt a little frustrated and out-of-sorts. I think it's the whole 'finishing up with school' thing. I mean I've been going to school non-stop for the past like 20 years, now what??

20 years including kindergarten. I'm actually only 29 myself. Big three-oh this year. Ahhhh!!!!!!

Anyway, that's me in a nutshell. Oh yeah, I also have a pyscho family and family-in-law. I love my father-in-law, dislike my father, and have a massive amount of pets. Three dogs (Buster, Java, and Paco), two cats (Onyx and Casper) and four fish (Patty, Sushi, Spike, and Spaz). Yes, I name my fish. Wanna make something of it??

Anyway, more to follow. Nice to meet you! :-)