Screw you guys, I'm Going Home...

Okay, if you haven't seen South Park then that's going to sound extremely rude to you.

But I am going home. Just got the okay from the boss man!! Woohoo!!! Hasta la vista little cubicle. See you next year!!!!!

Things are slowly getting better...

although I'm a little stressed out about the money. Hubby is sans job right now. It's for the best though as the last job stressed him out...big time.

But I keep reminding myself that we'll get through it. I DO NOT need to spend at whim as we have done in the past. It's all good.

Other than that, not much has happened. Just trying to get better. Nothing too exciting to report on.

Oh well, other than I missed my sister from HI while she was in town for the holidays. I'm sure she's pissed. We haven't seen eachother in like five years...if that. I do miss her. But I was sooooo sick, I completely forgot she was in town. Then by the time I had realized it, she had left. Bummer.

Hopefully when hubby starts working again, we can save some greenbacks for a nice little trip out there.

Well take care all and have a happy and SAFE New Years!!

Who in their right mind emails about free tamales at 8 a.m.??

Hmmm, I just realized that most of you may not know what a tamale is. It's the best in hispanic cuisine. Usually shredded beef cooked in a wrapping of cornmeal. And sometimes served with a red enchilada-like sauce poured all over it. Very yummy. But definately not breakfast food.

Yes, I'm feeling better today. Although very tired and annoyed with my nose. How can it be congested and dry at the same time? Ugh!!!! Of course, I'm sure it doesn't help my professional career to give off weird looks to my boss every five minutes because the inside of my nose tickles horrendously before sneezing all over his germ-free environment.

If you are planning on visiting the States, don't bother. We're all sick over here. ALL OF US!!!

I thought I may have escaped it this time, but something felt very ominous to me all last week. I would get a sniffle here, a tickle in my throat there, but then it soon went away and I would continue on about my business.

Wednesday, the day before my vacation started, I just remember walking around the office like Scarlett walking through that field of battered soldiers. Everyone was moaning and sniffling. I couldn't locate one healthy person. Right before I left for my vacation, my cohort and I stopped by a certain gay guy's cubicle to thank him personally for not staying at home and sharing the viral wealth at the office.

Thursday, I had to take hubby to the doctor's. I remember sitting in that waiting room, just surrounded by sickies. I knew I was in trouble the moment I reached for the communal tissue box myself. And that's when it started. I envisioned myself busting into the office with hubby declaring they can do a two-fer because I was coming down with what hubby has. However, instead I patiently waiting for hubby in the 'wading' (through diseases) room while trying to figure out if I would be charged an office AND ER copay if I passed out where I sat.

Finally hubby was done. We picked up food and medicine and I dropped him off at home. At this point we realized we wouldn't be going to California, so I had to do my XMas shopping at an alarming rate so dad could take the presents over to the next state.

I bolted out the door, then experienced the shear pleasure of being horrendously sick in the long lines created two days prior to the biggest fuckin money hungry holiday of the year. Every new line was a new adventure in what I call, "Just space out and try to guess when it's your turn" line waiting. I either felt like I was going to pass out or just stared at a speck on the wall until in my peripheral vision, I saw the lady motion for me to go forward. At this rate, I shouldn't have even been allowed to drive.

Finally I got home, wrapped gifts and passed out. Next thing I remember it was Tuesday and the holidays had passed.

Now I'm coughing in the comfort of my own cubicle at work. Yay!!

I Don't Wanna Go To Work Tomorrow!!!!

Okay, so I'm over my little pouty fest from earlier...but I still don't want to go back to work tomorrow. Bleh!

I hate the fuckin holidays...

No, don't give me that bullshit crap about how isn't it lovely the decorations and spending time with people...it's crap. It's a big commercial holiday in the middle of winter disguised as a christian holiday to those who want to try and fool everyne else that it isn't about the presents.

Think about it....do you know a single family that just spends time with the rest of the family? Like a Thanksgiving with maybe a little church involved? Doubt it.

The whole purpose, really, behind XMas is to celebrate Jesus' birthday, but he wasn't even born in winter. Come'on people!!!

So I've been sick for like the past five days. XMas rolls around. Around noon, we get a call from hubby's sister, swet as always. I did get two text messages from friends. And one more visit from mom-in-law who doesn't even call before coming over.

This woman PISSES ME THE HELL OFF!!!!

They always stop by without calling first. We both feel like crap. They know we're both sick, and even exclaim, "Oh no! So no XMas dinner or nothing?" Then they visit for about an hour and leave. This is HIS FREAKIN MOTHER people!!!!!!

Had my mother been up to the task (I found out she was sick as well on XMas), she would have at least brought over some soup. Or at the VERY LEAST called first.

Yeah, I know I probably sound scattered, but did I mention, I HATE THE FREAKIN HOLIDAYS?!?!?!

Okay, so what would it take for me not to hate the holidays?? Any one or combination of the following:

- No freakin holiday cards. They're a waste. Instead, just call me the day of, wish me well, or send me an email. Please don't waste a couple bucks on a card I'll have to save for the rest of my life for sentimental value (only to you) in which there is absolutely no personal worth at all because you signed all 50 cards you sent out the same way.

- No gifts!! This is so freakin commericial. Why do we do this? Or if you must give gifts, then let it be a donation to the organization of that person's choice. I would be much heppier knowing that $$ is going to someone who really needs it. We have sooooo many other holidays in which to get someone something nice, and on XMas everyone usually ends up with the same thing anyway...in debt up to their eyebrows. It's ridiculous.

- Just spend time with me. Let's have a nice dinner. Or even a BBQ. We can make it potluck. Or start some other inexpensive tradition like Scrabble unti lmidnight. Maybe go offer our time to some shelter together. Maybe switch cleaning eachother's houses a year. Pitch in and do something really meaningful with eachother.

- Just call me. Or text message me. Say Happy Holidays. Let me know you're thinking of me. I think the best gifts I got this year were those in which my buddies or family called us to wish us Merry XMas. It was the best!!! Especially this year because both of us were so out of it. We were huddled in our dark house with the sniffles and completely out of it. So each time someone called it was like a little ray of sunshine in our congested little day. You're comments were a nice little breath a friendly air today too.

That's all I want. Just a little warm greeting during the holiday to say we're thinking of eachother and appreciate our friendship. Maybe spend a little time with family, time with loved ones.

Anyway, I feel better now.

Hope you all had a Happy Holiday!!!!!

He Appears Every Year Around This Time...

my freakin cold. Feel like death warmed over.

Happy Christmas!!

Has It Only Been a Day...

since I last updated? It feels like so much more.

First off, I must apologize. I know I've been posting here and there, but not commenting on your guys' blogs. Life has just been so hectic lately.

Hubby has not been feeling well. I think he has some kind of bug. So I've been keeping him stocked up on hot tea and chicken noodle soup. I'm not sure if we're going out of town now. Perhaps if he feels better...

Perhaps if I feel better. I always get sick during the holidays. It's like a holiday tradition now. I think it's just all the stress. Bleh!!!

We did go see King Kong. It was a really good movie. The effects were really good and I ended up crying at the end. The harshness of humanity and the bad side of man really is well represented in this movie. Why is it that man destroys everything he discovers? Or at least it seems that way.

Well hubby just got out of the shower. Have a good holday everyone!!

Honey, don't stare, it's impolite

So everytime we're out hubby always asks me if he looks different because everyone is staring. To which I always reply: "Don't be silly honey. No one is staring."

I may have been wrong.

I been noticing people a lot more lately. And damned if he isn't right!!! Everywhere I look, people just blatantly stare at you. Even when you look back!!!

What has happened to good parenting, or just simple politeness? Didn't these folk's mothers tell them not to stare? WTF?

Next time I catch someone staring I'm going to stare them right back and say, "Don't stare, sweetie, it's impolite." or perhaps, "Excuse me, do I have a booger hanging out of my nose? Because you're staring at me like I'm the spawn of Satan."

Get him off my tv!!!

I was enjoying my Sunday night Fox lineup, when BAM!!! I was assualted by stupidity and self-propaganda by Bush Jr himself.

Would somebody please stop him from invading MY space?

Doesn't she look grown up???

Bluebert's final portfolio review. Doesn't she look all grown up?? Awwwwww....

Been Awhile

Sorry ladies. I know it's been a little while since I last posted. Well at least it feels like a long time.

Hubby is taking a desperately needed vacation right now. So I've been busy spending time with him.

Work has been going well. I've been a little stressed, but that's normal for the holidays.

I may not update for awhile. I'm taking some time off too and we're going out of state to visit family for the holidays. It'll be a nice break.

Take care everyone and if I don't write til then, Happy Holidays!!

Good morning fellow bloggers!

So here I am, up at the crack of dawn. Actually BEFORE the crack of dawn. I can see out my office window and there is absolutely no crack to be found. Just pure darkness. Like the void that sucks out all of my life energy in the morning. Augh!!!!

Anyway, hubby wanted to get into work early today. And I let him. Believe me, this is such a stretch, I could have probably written this off as his next five Xmas gifts and still come out ahead. I am NOT an early riser. Never have been, never will be.

Even when I was born I was late. If one month wasn't late enough, I still refused to come out until Noon. I was born at 1 p.m. in the afternoon. And even then mom said I was a quiet baby.

At least I have a friend or two here. The building is not COMPLETELY empty today. That's always the worst. When you are like the first person there. Bleh!

Yeah, I know. I'm not very articulate today. Well give me a freakin break!! It's only 7 a.m. Take care and get plenty of rest!!

Okay, okay, enough...

I'm just going to say one thing and leave it at that. I understand what Democracy means. I really do. It's means what the majority wants. Not whats right. Not what the intelligent think is right. Just the majority. I'm just not sure I want to live in a nation in which the majority don't know the meaning of respect.

So this weekend was jam packed with fun!! I'm freakin exhausted.

Saturday was WW (lost again), then hubby napped, I did laundry, cleaned up a little, then we headed out for coffee with some friends (including Bluebert).

We get to the coffee shop and it's freakin closed!!! All of us sitting out there saying, WTF?! because we're massive coffee drinkers. Half an hour later we decide to go bowling.

We had a lot of fun. I was a little concerned about Bluebert though. She got another cold and the poor thing wasn't bowling very well because of it. She kept on plopping down on the chairs and frowning. (Actually it was kind of funny.) She didn't bowl that badly. I've seen much worse.

We also were bowling with R&K. Poor thing was in the hospital last Wednesday, so I was surprised she was up for fun and such. But her and I were neck and neck for top bowlers. She took first game and I took 2nd. I scored around 150-160 the night, which is not bad for not bowling in at least two years.

Then we headed over to R&Ks for Trivial Pursuit Pop Edition. Such fun was had!! We didn't get home until 2:30 a.m.

Sunday I woke up at Noon, left to go visit my mom, then visited hubby's mom, then back home at about 9:30 p.m.

I'm exhausted. Ta, ta, loverlies!!

Political Rant

Now most of you who know me, know that usually I don't go all political on this blog. However, today I am making an exception. Lemme give you a few reasons why I'm pissed off at good old America lately...

http://www.miami.com/mld/miamiherald/business/national/13378291.htm

Granted I want to quit smoking some day. I do agree that smoking is bad for your health, but guess what? So is being overweight, watching too much television, getting drunk all the time. I can understand a company being concerned with health costs on smokers. I can see both sides of the picture. But ya know what? Last time I checked this was SUPPOSED to be a free country. If the smokers (and yes, that includes me at the moment) want to smoke, then let them. But if the company has to pay extra, then stop paying extra. Tell everyone at the company you're switching to a cafeteria style plan. Everyone gets x amount of dollars and the rest they have to pay for themselves. They chose to smoke, let them foot the extra cost. Don't go firing people for a FREAKIN LEGAL SUBSTANCE!!!!!

No wait, I changed my mind. Let's start firing overweight people, because it's proven that they too incur more costs. How about people with Diabetes? It's they're own damn fault they don't take care of themselves. And let's not cover family plans or maternity, because we all know that children have TONS of costs.

http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-0512110424dec11,1,3433085.story?coll=chi-newsnationworld-hed

Damn that kid for being bilingual. I mean hey, if the kid wants to show off his skills then he should speak French or Latin. But espanol?! Damn him.

Oh wait, he does speak English? Yeah, but come'on he spoke spanish here. Doesn't he know that we hold an unequal bias against hispanics here in America?

As a matter of fact it's probably better to be black than brown these days. WTF?!?! In any other situation this kid would have been applauded for knowing two languages and speaking them fluently. But heaven forbid, the second language should be spanish!! What is wrong with you people?!



You know, I was going to find a few other news stories and put them up here and comment about them....but why bother? The state of the union is disgusting nowadays. Here's some general reasons why:

War - We're declared a war on a nation that didn't want our help. In doing so we've fostered a new culture that has actually taken away women's rights. Our boys are getting slaughtered by the minute and we've totally tanked our spending. We've spent so much on the war, that it has effected us double-fold with...

Katrina - It's been three months, and some neighborhoods still aren't open for people to go back and look at the devastation that was their homes. Funding has been restricted in some areas. The initial massacre was awful. And yes, I call what Brownie and the gov't did to our people down there a massacre.

Immigration - Does any one, any one, remember what the Statue of Liberty stands for in this nation? "Give us your" mean anything to you? How can you claim to be American and refuse rights to today's immigrants that were afforded your ancestors not too long ago? If it weren't for the immigrants, we wouldn't have an America. (Sidenote: No immigrants? No problem. We can easily resolve this. Everyone out but the native americans!! What? You don't like that? Tough shit, it wasn't ours to begin with. Dumb fucks!)

Accepted Bias - Okay, so let me get this straight. I can't treat anyone differently due to race, religion, age, political party, but I can be biased towards people on their personal choices, such as not eating healthy and smoking? Is that right? Hmmm, could you point me towards the fucker that said it was okay to treat anyone differently based on rights they were given in the first place? I mean we're not talking illegal substances here (and yes, that's a debate for another time). You're reprimanding them for a choice they made about a lifestyle that is legal and allowing big business (*cough insurance companies cough*) to run it all. Fuckers!

Okay, okay enough. I'm exhausted from all the disgust my poor little mind and heart has had to feel in response to all this crap. I could go further (*whisper by the way, women make less on average than men do since Bush started in office, and don't give me that whole manternity leave crap whisper*), but I won't, I can't.

Maybe it's time for good old Onyx to become politically active, huh? Try to make a change? Wait a second, is that maturity? Hmmmm....

Talk to guys later!!!

Sad but true

Shoes

You guys are funny!! I just naturally assumed everyone felt younger than their age. But to feel the same age always??

Okay, so did I tell you I got hooked on the Style network when I was out on vacation?? I watched and learned about the various concepts on putting together a fashionable ensemble. one thing I noticed was that the women ALWAYS...ALWAYS wore heels. Not pumps, heels.

So I decided I must follow this bit of fashion advice or risk being a fashion faux pas.

So one of the pair I got was these:

Aren't they adorable??

But what I didn't realize is that heels even a smidgen too big without straps is a very bad, if not just annoying, thing.

Everytime I walk, I look like a peg leg pirate because I'm trying to keep my right shoe on my heel.

I tried stuffing the toe with Kleenex, but it still slips. And now I've got this annoying padding wrapped around my toes.

But they are cute, aren't they??

Part of the whole reason I dressed up today is because I'm still losing weight. Not much, but enough. I put on an old pair of pants that were a bit too tight before and they fit perfectly now. So I figured I better show off my new svelte figure with leg enhancing heels.

Heels always make you look better. They slim the legs, lift the butt, lift the boobs. I have rarely seen a women look bad in heels. No matter what she looks like. (Although most larger women should avoid wearing bikinis with heels *shiver*)

So here I sit, all glammed up, afraid to move from my desk. Good thing I don't have any meetings.

The Discussion

wasn't really a discussion, so much as me trying to painfully extract information from my hubby.

It went something like this:

Me: "So honey, if you could move anywhere, where would
you move?"

Hubby: "The bathroom. Just set it up with a flat panel screen
and a laptop and I'd be set."

Me: "No seriously. If you could move anywhere in the United
States, where would it be?"

Hubby: "Well the office is moving a few blocks north, so I
guess that would be as good a place as any."

Don't be fooled. He's doing this on purpose to annoy the crap outta me.

The discussion ended up with me rolling my eyes and swearing that I would get back at him somehow. Eventually he got the hint and said he wanted to finish his project first then start looking around. Men!!!

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So I've decided my ass prefers to be at work. I've felt the need to pee every five seconds, except once I get to work. Then it's somewhat bearable and by the time the afternoon rolls around, I feel right as rain again. How sad is that?

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I went to Einsteins again this morning. I didn't realize all the weird stuff that goes on there. Yesterday, Missy picked me up a little late. I was freezing my butt off waiting outside, when a horde (or perhaps a gaggle) of young'uns descended upon the courtyard in a frenzy of bubble-gum and Trapper Keepers.

I decided to stay and watch them. It reminded me of the days when me and my friends would wait outside the school, smoking and cursing. One girl there, had worn a skirt and everyone was giving her shit for it. Ahhhh, the good old days.

I started getting very remininscent, then reminded myself that I could do as I pleased now and didn't need a fake id to drink. You couldn't pay me money to go back to any age below 21.

Well have a fun Thursday!!!

The Angst!!!

So I just recently learned at work that Elvis shall soon be leaving the building. Mr help Desk is moving on to bigger and better things.

But just a few minutes ago, I learned that one of my BEST buds at work is trying to apply for his position. oh happy days!!! It would be great!!!

So I do love working here. I don't wnat to leave. But (sigh) my hubby's happiness is of the utmost importance. Decisions, decisions.

I shall talk to him tonight about what would be the best solution. (cross fingers)

Life Is Too Short

Hubby is miserable. His new job has absolutely no creative aspect to it whatsoever. They brought him on as a 'graphic designer' and quite frankly he's not designing anything.

Every day I get to hear him go on about how he's upset because this isn't what he wanted to do. He wants to work for a design firm.

I've had it.

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So, I'm going to ask him where he wants to move to, and go there. That's right, sell the house, get a new job, pack up the puppies, and go.

It's not like we have any obligations here. I love my job, but even I have to admit that this isn't exactly how I thought I'd be spending my Masters degree.

Life is too short to not live out your dreams. Or at least try to. If we fail, it's no big deal. We just come back to AZ.

So probably around March I'm going to try to talk him into doing this. It's ridiculous to at least not try. He's so miserable.

I'll let you know.

So Freakin Tired

Hmmm, I was going to write something specific but now I can't remember what it was...

Anyway, I've been really busy at work lately. Which is a good thing. But believe me, what i have to work on well exceeds my forty hours.

I tried to work from home yesterday, but they cut of access to everyone. So frustrated because I couldn't work, yet happy because I had an excuse not too.

Oh that's what I was going to write about!!! Found a great new resteraunt. However, it's only in Phoenix. It's called "Under Wraps". The guy who runs it was a chef at a resort in Paradise Valley. All of his stuff is really fresh. Hubby tried the butter nut squash soup and it was fantabulous!!! I had the Asian Chicken Wrap. Yum!!!!!!!

Anyway, if you're in Phoenix, and get the chance, Under Wraps at 23rd Ave and Dunlap!!! Scrumdillyumptious!!!

Well gotta go...busy week. Take care fellow bloggers!!

Bluebert graduation countdown...10 days!!!!!

Another Busy Weekend!!!

Friday

It all started with Friday night. I had to get home early to meet up with hubby's friend to pay her some money. However, apparently she's a murphy's law follower too, because she didn't arrive until the exact moment hubby arrived home. Great!!

Then we had to head out to the company holiday party. This is my first year at work and therefore my first holiday party with them. So I already know...it's gonna suck. Just because I don't know a lot of people just yet. Okay, granted I have been there for a year, but it wasn't until I was at my other company's for about three years that I really started to feel comfortable with company gatherings.

It was pretty nice though. Steak dinner and free drinks. I hung out with my usual pals, which was cool. However, everyone else was so busy socializing with everyone else, we didn't get much time. There was one couple there, which hubby and I get along with greatly, which thankfully stayed and kept us company. I will call them R & K. Anyway, we were sitting outside, joking around, when R picks up a wax candle to relight it. He ended up tipping over the holder and spilled wax in some pretty precarious places. Okay, to be quite frank he ended up with a spooge mark right on his crotch.

He was soooo devastated, and I'm sure we didn't make it any better, laughing and pointing to his crotch. He was trying to devise a way to smoothly make his exit, he was so horrified. We kept on telling him to have fun with it. I said he should walk up to people, start talking, then get really excited. But to no avail. He ended up with K walking in front of him out the door. It was too funny.

Hubby and I headed out early. He was tired and I admit I was too.

Saturday

Bluebert came and got me for WW. I finally lost a decent amount of weight. (yay!) Then we hung out for the rest of the day. Got hubby glasses. The place normally does hour prescriptions, however since hubby is nearly blind, we'll have to wait about ten days for his.

Then we went to R's brother's coffee house. He manages the place and every once in awhile they have open mike night. It's pretty casual. And tons of fun. We get to hang out with a bunch of creatives and no one cares if your singing along to the songs off key.

Aftwerwards, we headed over to 5 & Diner and just talked and chilled. As always we park ourselves outside for the ability to smoke while we talk. Well, it's getting pretty chilly, but 5&D has those propane heaters. Unfortunately, the one nearest to moi is never on. Then the waitress fiddles with it for about an hour while I sit nervously wondering if smoking next to these gas bombs is a smart idea.

I (well, actually we, Bluebert and I because hubby went home before we left for 5&D) got home around 10:30 and watched the rest of SNL with hubby, roommate, and Bluebert.

Sunday

Pretty relaxing with the exception that hubby's mom and her husband said they were coming by in the afternoon. Usually this means right after church (Noon) so hubby and I had to discuss whether we were going to attempt to get breakfast quickly before they showed up.

We decided to be nice and wait it out.

We waited it out until 3 p.m. By that time we were hallucinating due to starvation and wondering where the hell they were. Finally we gave up and headed out for pizza and pigged out like Jabba the Hut at a Pizza Hut buffet. (Ewww, that's just a nasty visual. Sorry to have made you envision that.)

When we got back home, still no word from them. At about 5 p.m. they knocked on the door and informed us they needed to go to Costco first before they closed, but would be back soon. Thank God we didn't wait, but geez I hate waiting around for people all freakin day!!!!

Around 6:30 p.m. they showed back up again and camped for about an hour and a half, while we both slumped on the couch, eyes half open, trying to figure out how to politely guide them to the front door so we can finally get some relaxation before our weekend was completely over.

Watched some Simpsons, Family Guy, American Dad; then crashed in dream-filled bliss.

Monday

Had some morning delight then defurred my sweater for about half an hour at work.

Okay, you're all caught up. Have a good Monday!!

Why am I so blessed?

So here is my typical day:

I hit the snooze button a few times, then finally decide to wake up after a few minutes of snuggling with my cat. I sluggishly make my way to the kitchen where I make fresh Seattle's Best coffee (with a french press) and a freshly made smoothie with pomengranate or Kern's fruit juice and frozen fruit with soy milk.

Then I go to take a shower fully loaded with all sorts of scented soaps and special facial cleansers, all under a piping hot full stream of water. I get out and put on my Loreal makeup choosing from a variety of colors and dry my hair with a warm blowdryer.

Then I go to my closet and peruse the selection of tons of shirts of pants. Finally deciding on something comfortable, I bring in my healthy dogs from the yard and set out for another day's adventure.

Hubby drives me to Circle K to meet up with my carpool mate. If I'm too cold or too warm, I adjust the temperature in the car. He finally drops me off, where I buy essentially anything I want but usually settle for a large Diet Coke and perhaps a pack of cigs.

My carpool mate picks me up. We smoke one on the way there, unworried about time, and we march in to work at a lazy pace. I sit down before my computer. Fully loaded and located in a building which is climate controlled and offers free coffee at any time of the day. Around lunchtime, we decide we're hungry and choose to order from a myriad of places ranging from chinese to american food.

At a time determined by me, I go home with my carpool mate who is gracious enough to drop me off at home every day. I let my dogs out who have been lazing around on various sleeping surfaces (such as the couch or my bed) and then change into more clothes that are comfortable and clean.

Hubby comes home. We decide on dinner. The food available is endless. We then come home, and check our computers via high speed internet, maybe play a few online games, pay bills online, and then sit ourselves in comfort in the living room to watch some 'reality' television show.

Around 9 p.m. we decide we're way to tired to finish the day, and head off to our seperate beds, filled with pillows and blankets, to sleep and start this all over again.

Now I know we probably don't live as lavishly as some. As a matter of fact we probably don't live as lavishly as some of you reading this. But in reality, we live a lot better than most.

I met a man the other day, begging for food. He said it had been months since a person last treated him kindly. I didn't ask what his story was. But he was relatively clean and certainly very nice.

There are so many ways in which my husband and I could have ended up that way. But through hard work and a little (okay, a lot) of help from family and friends, we managed to get to where we're at today. That's not saying it could all be taken away some day, say by a hurricane, a declined economy, a bomb, a tragic accident.

But today I am extremely grateful.

Grateful for my health, my realtionships, my animals, my family and friend's health, our happiness, our ability to get warm food and sleep in a warm bed.

It's unfathomable to me sometimes how I ended up being born in this day and age, with all these conveniences, with all my freedoms, with all the opportunities.

I know it's not Thanksgiving Day, but shouldn't every day be?

I've had it with today!!

Hubby got paid his 2nd paycheck and it was MUCH less than anticipated.

I just had visions of us sitting around paste and newspaper, saying "Do you thinks grandma would prefer a clover or doggie mache pinata this year?"

After much frustration and reaming, I talked my husband into talking to his HR dept to find out what was going on. Apparently this is his "fun" check. That cracks me up. Just exactly what type of "fun" do they think we do? Apparently it's not drinking Dom and snacking on caviar. Which is okay, but Wild Vines and Ritz would be acceptable too.

I think this check was more like ketchup spaghetti and unfiltered water.

So now I have to move all our finances around to pay for the first edumacation monthly payment. Thank God I get paid three times this month or it would totally undoable.

In addition to all the money chaos, they did layoffs last week, therefore we're left with a whole bunch of people doing other people's job who have no clue. I've had one girl call me three times today to redo the same report.

Her: "Ummm, could have the same numbers, by by the person's left eyeball color, unless they're male, then I need it by their cousin's hour of birth. Sorry."

Ugh!!! I hate that. They feel bad for asking you. You feel bad for making them feel like a dumbshit. And in the end you both are dancing around the frustration, saying, "Sorry, so sorry. That's okay. Tee, hee, hee."

When is it time to go home? I've already worked forty hours this week and I have an "Apprentice" to catch tonight.

Body Image

You knew I was going to write about this, didn't ya hippo?

So Hippo IMs me yesterday with worries about my current obsession over weight. I do have to admit that body image is much healthier in the UK than in America, however I must explain myself. Or at least feel the need to.

Since before time, I have struggled with my weight. I can never remember a time when I was happy with my body or even a normal weight. Well, I take that back.

When I was dating my husband, I was about 155 pounds. For my frame, it actually worked out well. I was working out all the time, a non-smoker, eating semi-healthy.

After I got married, I ballooned out. My husband eats like a horse and therefore I ate like a goat.

I am heavier now than I have ever been. I think my mental image of myself is probably a lot better than what I actually look like. I do think I'm attractive, but my main concerns are health.

It's simply not healthy to be this weight. I'm getting to the age where heart, diabetes, and other factors could come into play if I don't lose this weight. I don't think I'm being unrealistic. Currently according to the 'charts', I'm obese. I do have somewhat of a problem with these charts, but I am so well over the 'obese' mark, that I know I at least need to get under it.

I certainly know I don't look obese, but for health reasons I need to get my weight down. My immediate goal is to lose at least 20 pounds. I would feel so much better if I lost that much. Not only emotionally but physically as well.

I don't expect to look like Twiggy, or even Pamela Anderson. I just would like to get back down to that 155 I was when I got married.