My truth, in detail

I'm Moving!!!

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 16:23:56 GMT

That's right, it's official, I am moving to Redmond in April.

And just about every single one of you owes me BIG TIME, so I expect some help.

Cheers!

I'm all out of faith

Sat, 19 Jan 2008 02:35:48 GMT

So, in the last week...
I've overdrafted my account (not my fault, but we won't go there), gotten chewed on my both my dad and my mom for previously mentioned offense, had no luck in finding a second job, been protested at work, been ogled at work, had my debit card # used in a fraudulent transaction, leading to the cancelation of said card, and oh, did I mention my already-frail Grandma now has breast cancer?
Honestly, this is shaping up to be the third shittiest week of my life, and it's not even over yet.
Thank God for my pops, who's bailed me out (again) with some gas money until I can get to the bank for some cash tomorrow after work. Ugh, I hate my life sometimes, but it has it's moments... like it's almost the end of the month, so I need to start looking pretty for work again in case Seahawks-hat-boy comes back. Maybe I'll even get up the guts to give him my # this time. If only.

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Mon, 24 Dec 2007 06:12:05 GMT

I won't have time to post between now and then, so here it comes:

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!

Jess, I'm stopping by Christmas to give you your present and say hi.
Sami, come fetch your cookies before they go stale.
Brandy, come help Sami eat the cookies before they go stale.
Nicole, I hope some cookies make it back to you.
Rachel, you're in Hong Kong and don't care about cookies.

In other news, I was at the grocery store the other day and they already have the Valentine's Day stuff out. Can we just let the Christmas season pass first!? I mean, I get depressed enough this time of year without being punished for being single... ish. Ugh, I hate the holidays. I'm moving to my own island, where we just won't have any.

Here's the Christmas baking list

Sat, 15 Dec 2007 03:33:08 GMT

Mocha cookies
Kiss cookies
Peppermint brownies
Lemon Bars
Oatmeal/Raisin cookies
Snickerdoodles *
Peppermint pinwheels *

* possible, but not a guarantee

Let me know if there are anymore requests. Steve seemed pretty happy with the list...

K, right, so...

Thu, 29 Nov 2007 15:49:42 GMT

It's been a long week. I've stayed up way too late every night this week and I'm starting to remember why I wanted to swear off dating for a year. I mean, this is getting exhausting. And it's not like I even get to see him. This is just talking on the phone.... I cut him off at ten last night though. Everyone should be proud of me.
I'm getting really nervous about the wedding. I had this nightmare last night where the dance floor split open and everybody fell through, and then the wedding cake slid off the table and splattered all over Emily's gown. I was crying, she was crying, and Steve and Paul were trying to pull people out of the black hole of oblivian that was once the dance floor. It wasn't pretty. Of course, you have to figure that as long as that doesn't happen, I'm good, right?
I keep wondering why people commit matrimony in this day and age. I mean, really... there isn't a guy out there who doesn't go into marriage thinking, well, if this doesn't work out there's always divorce court. And I don't want to get divorced. It's painful, it's ugly, and it's messy. I just don't want to go through it. So I just won't go there in the first place.
That's not to say Paul and Emily won't be great, because I'm sure they will. There's lots of couples out there that are amazing together. But the statistics are definitely against them, to say the least. Good luck guys, I promise none of this will come out of my mouth at the rehearsal dinner tomorrow, or on the big day.

OMG... I'm meeting his mother tomorrow. I need to hide.

And then he kissed me....

Sat, 24 Nov 2007 19:02:49 GMT

I've had a pretty good Thanksgiving day weekend. Got to see both sets of grandparents, did a mad shopping rush with my mom and grandma Jan, and went way off of plan so that I ate 90 pts worth of food in the span of Thursday and Friday. But that's ok, because I had my holiday and now it's time to get back on plan. This is why I love WW. There's no guilt if I just take a "me" day.
I met Steve's dad last night (sooo nervous). He's very nice, as funny as his boys, and he has a very firm handshake. We hung out at Paul and Emily's for a bit and then it started getting late, so we went back to his apartment and curled up on the couch. Now, up to this point, there's been a lot of getting to know each other and absolutely no PDA. Which is why I was a little excited when the cuddling started happening.
Of course, I fell dead asleep (long day, lots of shopping) and we didn't wake up until 1 am. And then he kissed me. I'm pretty much running on endorphins right now, so I need to get my head back on my shoulders. He's been pretty great so far, but this jumping in feet first without looking is really starting to wear on me and before I do it again, I want to know what I'm getting into. I don't want just another disappointment.

Still, he's a really good kisser...

Why I'm ready to NOT drive anymore

Tue, 09 Oct 2007 14:41:03 GMT

Because finding parking in Tacoma at 7:00 am has become an impossibility. I had to pull into a lot and pay for parking today. Ten dollars down the drain, just so I can go to work. Guess where my OT for today is going? Here's the good news. Only 16 more days of this before I can kiss my car goodbye in Kent and start taking the train every morning. I can't wait.
In other news, my pants are waaay loose. I'm almost to the point where I could safely start wearing my 12s again. Yay! Also, the Yankees are officially out (sorry Trish, I had to have my moment of celebrating, done now). And I bought a super cool scarf, since I killed my fleece one. Unfortunately, the scarf now has cat hair on it because I left it on the couch and of course, that's where Bronte decided to sleep last night.
Oh, and I just got chewed out by one of the reps on the floor for being impatient. Ugh, I need to do a serious attitude check right here, because I know that those people are never prepared, but that's not going to change, so I need to calm down and just decide to be cheerful in spite. I think I can manage that.
Ok, so I think the general vote was for the pumpkin pie instead of the apple-pear crisp, is that right? If so, I'm placing the ladies in Bellingham in charge of buying the Cool Whip (and for my sake, please fat free). Cheers!

Everything in my life, round 1

Wed, 03 Oct 2007 02:39:21 GMT

Ok, here's the run down of things I've done this week:

1) Visited my brother's church, and LOVED it. The people were genuine, and I'm ashamed to say that it's the first time I've felt that since I started going to church when I was 2 weeks old. I loved getting to know the people in the college/career age group, they're all so nice... it also helps that I'm related to half of them. I'll be going again I think.

2) I went to Willy's wedding reception, and managed to be social and cheerful the whole time. For those of you who don't know, I shut down and clam up a lot at big parties, because I'm not well-equipped for dealing with large social functions for a long time. I figured it's time to start growing up and getting over it. I mean, I can go, smile and talk to people, or I can find somewhere to hide and be miserable. I'm going to be the goddamn social butterfly!

3) Started making new friends and rediscovering old ones. These are the benefits of not being in a relationship. You can actually spread your time out more. Hurrah, I have time for all of my friends again, and I'm not as destitute as I thought I would be. And this Steve guy looks like he's going to be a lot of fun, if nothing else.

4) I got in to GRCC. I am officially a Grasshopper (I've decided they needed an alternate, i.e. "cooler", mascot). This is super exciting because now I've completed the first step to going back to school. Now I just need to get my dad to help me fill out the damn FAFSA. P.S. Have I mentioned that despite my intentions to work for them, I hate the federal government. For some reason they feel that until I'm 23, I'm not responsible for myself. I wish they would really take a good look at my budget. Honestly.

5) I've decided to expand the yearly Fall/Jane Austen binge to include some of Fanny Burney, who was a major source for Jane's style of story-telling. It's always good to know what the author read when trying to piece through their own work. Not that Jane's complicated, but it's funny how when I read Fanny, I can see things in Jane that I didn't see before. Yes, if this State Dept thing doesn't work out, I'm totally going to be a Lit professor.

Second Crappiest week of my life

Thu, 13 Sep 2007 03:11:07 GMT

But that's not important really. What is important are the blessings. My dad's fixed my car, and given me gas money to get me through Friday. Rachel and I are going up to see the girls on Friday! Yay! I've missed you guys! Jane Austen is still my favorite author, and I'm looking at moving sideways into a job that will give me considerably less stress for the same pay. Finally, I have a great group of friends, who really rally for me when I need them. I can't even express how much I love you all, and how much I appreciate that you don't laugh at me when I get all snot-nosed and blubbery. Thank you!

Feeling anti-war today

Sun, 12 Aug 2007 23:32:17 GMT

Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; i ain't no fortunate one, no,

Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; i ain't no fortunate one, no.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
And when you ask them, "how much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; i ain't no fortunate one, one.

It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain't me, it ain't me, i ain't no fortunate son, no no no,

A treatise on why I should not be allowed to drive...

Fri, 10 Aug 2007 14:20:28 GMT

Here's a summary of the major car drama I've had over the last two weeks:

1) My Chevy's clutch went officially kaput. For those of you who don't drive manual transmissions, this means I had to wrestle it into gear to get it anywhere and that any time I shifted, the pedal didn't respond and my car made a horrible noise. Needless to say, I stopped driving it and started driving Nick's truck, where we get to event...

2) I lost a tire out of the back of Nick's truck. As in the extra set that goes to his Subie. As in, I can't replace it because the treads can only be so far off. Yep, I frantically searched the Puyallup and Federal Way roads, but to no avail, it was gone. In my defense, when my uncle lifted the tire up, he thought it was too heavy (as it includes the wheel as well) and that it might have been stolen before I even got in the truck. Figures, with all the police action going on at Nick's new apartments.

3) I crashed the truck. Not badly, and I'm not hurt, but the front right fender and bumper will need to be replaced and my dad needed a sledge hammer to beat it back off the tire so it wouldn't pop the tire. I threw off the alignment too, but that's not so bad because Nick was going to get the tires replaced anyway and he would have had that done as well (I hope). For those of you who haven't heard the story yet, I came down the off-ramp on 18 into Covington too fast for the rain and lost control of the truck, which fishtailed and then did it's best to take out a guardrail. Big dent in the guardrail, big dent in the truck, both are still standing. Nick, after being initially very upset, has since calmed down, and while he says he's not mad.... sure seems like I'm being punished

4) After everything else that could possibly happen, the alternator in Nick's truck decided this would be a great time to give out. While I was trying to leave work, and guess what? There are no jumper cables in the truck (though there are now, I borrowed my dad's). At first we thought it was the starter, and I had to run back to work to see if there was anyone who had a car and jumper cables who could help me out (thank you Tionna!). We got it started and I drove it to Dad's house, where we had to jump it again to get it going, and Dad pulled out his handy dandy electric-measuring thingymebobber, and diagnosed the alternator in about 5 minutes.

Good news: Nick helped me out by paying for the clutch, so now I have my car back and his truck is sitting in my apartment parking lot, waiting for a trip to the mechanic. This whole week really sucked for me, but I'm hoping it will get better.

Couldn't help myself

Thu, 02 Aug 2007 05:11:11 GMT

For all those men who say, Why buy a cow when you can get milk for free. Here's an update for you: Nowadays, 80% of women are against marriage, WHY? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage.

Men are like....

1. Men are like ... Laxatives ... They irritate the c$£p out of you.

2. Men are like ...Bananas ... The older they get, the less firm they are.

3. Men are like ... Weather .... Nothing can be done to change them.

4. Men are like ... Blenders ... You need One, but you're not quite sure why.

5. Men are like ... Chocolate Bars ... Sweet, smooth, & they usually head right for your hips.

6. Men are like ... Commercials ... You can't believe a word they say.

7. Men are like ... Department Stores .... Their clothes are always 1/2 off!

8. Men are like ... Government Bonds ... They take soooooooo long to mature.

9. Men are like ... Mascara ... They usually run at the first sign of emotion.

10. Men are like ... Popcorn .... They satisfy you, but only for a little while.

11. Men are like ... Snowstorms .... You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last.

12. Men are like ... Lava Lamps .... Fun to look at, but not very bright.

13. Men are like ... Parking Spots ... All the good ones are taken, the rest are handicapped.

***giggles***

Bronte has arrived!

Thu, 26 Jul 2007 02:53:56 GMT

My kitty came home last night. She's currently curled up on the floor in my room, napping in what's left of the sunlight. I'm also enjoying "The Prince and Me" over a bag of popcorn and a cup of oj. It's quite a nice time to be having. I might even go to bed early.

Tired of being CRANKY

Tue, 24 Jul 2007 02:52:55 GMT

I went off on a couple of people today, which really sucked. I wish I hadn't, but there's not much I can do about it now, except sleep and try to control my temper for the rest of the night. I'm getting my kitty tomorrow (yay!) which is exciting, and Mieko's lied to me about what I would get in order to get a package with them. When I signed up, Tim told me I'd get 5 free personal training sessions, but Jeff played dumb today, saying that he didn't know anything about it. So now I'm waiting on a phone call to tell me what the verdict is, and if it's not what I was told when I agreed to this membership, I'm walking in tomorrow and canceling my membership and requesting I'm billed for what I'm owed. I hate being lied to, and if I decide to go in for another membership, I'll go to 24-hour Fitness (where I get a discount through work) or the YMCA (which is right by my work). This was the cap on what has been shaping up to be a crap day, and hopefully the people I yelled at aren't too mad at me.

Preggers

Sat, 07 Jul 2007 15:50:50 GMT

Not me, but it seems like everyone I know is. Well, at least three friends are either currently pregnant or have just recently have a baby.

Officially, everyone needs to stop growing up, and go back to about 15 so I can stop panicking.

Katy got married

Sun, 01 Jul 2007 18:05:08 GMT

Yep, and since she was someone I grew up with, I felt this sudden panic, like, oh my god, have we reached that age already? It's something I always looked forward to when I was little, but as "that time" begins to approach in my life (let's face it, the next five years are going to be more of this), I find that more than anything, I wish we were just able to go back to our late teens, where this was all still future stuff, and not something to be taken too seriously. Ugh, I'm still deciding if I even want to get married. It's not like any guy our age goes into it expecting forever. Most of them seem to have this "first wife, second wife" plan (literally, talk to my friend Brett). They plan for divorce, and it sucks.

OMG

Fri, 29 Jun 2007 00:56:41 GMT

The Sonics might get a Stuckey! I know no one else cares, but that's so cool!

I hate driving through South Hill

Sun, 24 Jun 2007 05:04:04 GMT

Because that's when I feel the most alone.

Graduation. I feel old.

Sun, 10 Jun 2007 05:31:05 GMT

Well, went to my brother's graduation today. He sat in the same place me and Mike sat, back left corner, last row. It kind of cracked me up, because it's not like we plan these things. I was sitting there and thinking about how my brother has it so different from us older two, how he managed to rope up enough scholarship money to actually go to college the traditional way, and how he's got med school and an army career to look forward to because of it.
I, on the other hand, have yet to manage to get back to school, and I feel like a failure sometimes for it. But then I start thinking about how I work with people who do have four year degrees in something, and we're still doing the same thing. People only a couple of years older than me for that matter. So it's not like I'm behind that badly.
Mike didn't show up, and neither did my mom's dad. Upon hearing this, "What a weasel" pops out of my mouth, which didn't make my mom that happy. But seriously, it's your brother/grandson's graduation. How do you NOT show up? And mom said he used the rain as an excuse. The guy's lived in Washington his whole life! And as for Mike, he was simply too busy. What an idiot. I think we should skip his wedding or something just to prove a point. Complete ass.
Well, that was my venting for tonight, in an attempt to keep myself awake. Woohoo, made it to 10:30, ain't I something special?

Well, here we go

Wed, 06 Jun 2007 03:32:56 GMT

My grandpa passed, and they cremated the body, so there's no hurry for a funeral, but Grandma was supposed to fly up this coming weekend for a memorial service so that his friends here could attend and so Grandma could see Bobby graduate. But the people who were going to watch Great-Grandma Mary totally flaked and were going to put her in a hotel by herself. And since she's legally blind and needs someone to help her out, that was completely idiotic, so my grandma canceled the services and her flights and is staying in Florida, possibly until September.
And now my mom's worried, but she seems to be having some sort of nervous breakdown, and she's behaving really strangely for Grandma, hanging up the phone when my aunt calls. And my Great-Grandma keeps saying she can hear Grandpa Bob moaning down the hallway, which is obviously not actually happening. His son's supposed to get in at the end of the week (I think), so hopefully that will help, and Mom's hoping to be able to go sometime soon, but she's all by herself for now, and I'm concerned too.
I wish she could pull herself together, but as this is her second husband to pass, we really have no right to expect as much. And she's always been flighty under pressure anyway. I just want to get the damn house sold and get her back up here where she has friends and family and isn't all by herself.

Softball ahoy

Sun, 03 Jun 2007 15:18:09 GMT

First games of the season today. Wish me luck! I'm going to get my ass kicked, I haven't played in so long!

Grandpa

Sun, 27 May 2007 15:07:40 GMT

My grandpa down in Florida has been given 24-48 hours. Please keep him in your prayers. I want him to pass peacefully and in as little pain as possible. It's so hard to think that I just saw him two weeks ago up and moving around.

Life sucks.

UPDATE: 48 hours later, it appears he's still hanging in there. I'm not sure whether to be hopeful, or just hold my breath for the inevitable. Part of me feels bad that I'm not more broken up about this. Mostly I'm worried about my Grandma. She's really strained (this will be the second husband to pass away for her) and she's so far away from all of us and none of us can come down to her because no one has the money. So, please pray for my grandma too, to give her the strength to hold together.

Wed, 23 May 2007 03:41:33 GMT

I wanted to bang my head against the wall when I came home today and then lay down and sleep the rest of the afternoon, for reasons....ugh, I won't even go into it.

But now, me and Trisha have hung out and had lots of laughs, I got to talk to all of my boys, which never happens. It's good to talk to them, because you can only get the girl's opinions for so long before you start to wonder if you bleed hormones instead of, well, blood. And the guys are funny to say the least and I can't complain about that. Also, I've popped in Shaun of the Dead, and I have to say...at least my step dad hasn't turned into a zombie.

OMfreakingG

Sun, 20 May 2007 00:52:22 GMT

I know no one else cares, but I finally saw the season finale for The Office and Jim asked Pam out for dinner!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hurrah!

happy happy happy

Sat, 19 May 2007 00:39:19 GMT

Totally got a raise today! That makes life sooooo much easier too!
Yay!
I'm making BBQ chicken tonight! Yum!