Thursday, October 6, 2011

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

Seriously, I have no words. Laughing until the tears and snot run down my face, but no words.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Back to my pilfering ways

I'm stealing shit again.

I read THIS post first thing this morning and I haven't been able to get it out of my head. It hits a little too close to home, me thinks. (thanks MH)

I've got lots of questions about my relationship with TBone and some of them are really complicated. They don't have answers, at least not yet. I'm trying to be patient. It would be so much easier if someone would forward him Diva's blog post. Actually, that's not true. He doesn't need the whole list. Don't get me wrong the entire list is Dead On. But there is one. Just one. One that would make waiting out the rest of the crap so much easier:
              Grab ahold of our hand in public

This one probably seems silly to most guys. But for this tactile, touch-expressive woman, the lack of physical contact is killing me.

Monday, October 3, 2011


I'm on day 3 of no smoking and feel fantastic. No really, I'm not just saying that. I do. It's the happy pills that have helped me find my happy again. But also, it's the little puffer that helps me get past the cravings without actually having a cigarette. This is working. It's hard and sucky but it's working. And I'm totally stoked about that. You see, I was sort of a closet smoker. Sometimes, with some people. I never told any of the guys I dated that I smoked. I avoided seeing most of my friends unless I could shower first. I dreaded people stopping by unannounced because OMG, what if I wreak like an ashtray? It was exhausting. Now, I don't stink and for some odd reason that has me feeling super sexy. Actually, empowered is a better word. I feel empowered which leads to feeling fun and flirty and sexy.

Which can also lead to situations and decisions... of the messy sort.
I'll figure my shit out one of these days. But at least now, my shit doesn't stink!

Friday, September 30, 2011

Bzzt Hrrg fffttbbb limuuuggk

I have so many irons in the fire at work right now, it's a wonder I haven't burned down the building.
We have a group leaving for Ireland in a week.
We have a group going to Spain and Morocco in March.
We have 2 large in-state conferences being planned.
We are recruiting for the next round of fellows.
Bills have to be paid.
Funds need to be raised.
PR & Marketing needs to be schlept.

My nearest and dearest often have a hard time understanding what I do, exactly. And that is because I do ALL those things, exactly. The planning, coordinating, organizing, paying, raising and schlepping. It is NOT a thankless job. My boss thanks me greatly, daily. It is a very very rewarding job. I love what I do and the organization I do it for. Unfortunately it can be a bit, ummm... stressful?

Which is why I am pee-my-pants excited about my vacation in exactly 7 days. I will be out of the country. Which means I will not be reachable by cell phone. And I will try not to check my email. I will be forced to actually leave everything in the office. Forget about it. Enjoy. *happy sigh* 

In the meantime, tomorrow is Thing2's birthday. He's 14! Holy shit balls. We will be soccering and wagon riding and pumpkin picking and apple bobbing and scary dark corn maze wandering. *excited squee!!!!*

Happy Weekend my loverlies.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

A theme?

Not Like This
 Good choices. I'm not always the best at making them, but I do try. Aside from smoking and the occassional shopping splurge (and the copious amounts of wine/whiskey) my bad decisions are unsually unintentional. And obviously, my last post as an example, I'm trying to work on making good choices.

It's no secret that I have had a ton of fun on Most of my friends are completely boggled by that. Doesn't matter, I've had a blast meeting awesome people and having crazy stories to tell all of you. Since the break-up with SexyMan, I've kept my Match account pretty current, even through a couple of quasi-sorta relationships. A back-up plan or security blanket. Like that would make the bad feel less-bad-ish? (face-palm).

I want to feel like this.
But I think it's time to let go of the "this might not work" thinking. This may blow up in my face. I'm not going to keep waiting for it to happen. I'm going to try and go into this with as much excitement and anticipation as I did all those first dates. 
So I'm quitting match. 

p.s.  I might actually be feeling more like this. Totally normal, right?

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Yes, again... Only I really mean it this time!

I'm quitting smoking... again!

I know, you've been down this road with me before. I have no excuses for why I picked them back up. I just did. Yes it's terrible for me and blah blah blah. Stop looking at me like that. I. Know!

This time I'm getting help via a counselor who is awesome!, meds and a nicotine puffer thingy.

Oct 1 is the Day

Wish me luck?

Monday, September 26, 2011

Wooohooo!!! Hell Yeah!!! Go Pack!!! (Sorry Stac)

Why yes, I had a fantastic weekend, thankyouverymuch. But, it's cold and rainy and THIS was the first article I saw this morning (Go. Read. Watch the video! meat dress aside, Gaga, you've got my respect for this one). After that, all my drivle about Badgers and Brewers and Packers and paint and endless wine bottles (OMG) seems just as gray as the sky. So today, this is really all I've of got.

Friday, September 23, 2011

GCF - Fun with avatars

One of my besties is wanting to be making the babies. She came to me for information. This is just one example of why I am the coolest friend and advice giver ever. Also, why I should probably not have children.

And yes, her boobs are real.
(I said g-chat. Heh)

You might want to cut back a little on the heroine thing though. I hear doctors frown on that while getting pregnant


I know. sucks huh?

I guess that means no freebasing either?

babys. such a buzz kill

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

A good old fashioned Ass Kicking

This is probably going to be my theme song for the next 6 months...

Work Is Kicking My Ass! La La La

So if I'm quiet, you can assume I'm actually getting shit done rather than fucking off at the office. It's a new thing I'm trying out just to see if it works. BUT, I know several of  you were thinking about me over the weekend (thank you) so I wanted to give you a quick update.

I did indeed go to the Ovarian Cancer Run with TBone. There were no shirts with her face on them. I did wear a ribbon that said "Team DFW." I met her friends, her sister and her parents, zomg! And you know what? It was OK. I was really anxious before hand and it turned out to be less of a big deal than I anticipated. Tbone on the other hand thought it would be easy as pie and was shocked by how awkward he felt. Ummm, DUH!

To shake off the weirdness of the morning, we spent the rest of the day at a wine and havest festival. And that was freaking awesome. We drank wine, ate yummy food and laughed at ridiculous people. All in all a good weekend.

Here are a couple of my favorite shots: