Today I wrote the following in an email to a friend:
“I’m a GENIOUS!!”
Sure I am….I spelled genius wrong!!!! LOL!
Upon placing my feet feebly on the ground, the first thought I had this morning was…. “again?? Didn’t I do this yesterday?”
Oh poor Crystal……..
I was talking to my deer (HA!) friend Crystal last night when all of a sudden she screeched and said…
“oh my God, I just hit a deer!”
After knowing she was ok, we hung up so she could call her husband and get a police officer to the scene.
While waiting for the police, a guy happened along and stopped to see if she was ok. She reluctantly rolled down her window an inch and partially screamed “Yep, I’m fine” while locking the doors. The guy goes over to the deer, who is still alive, and takes a gander. He then proceeds to call a buddy on his phone and tells him to bring his truck…..
Next thing ya know, a dude shows up with a truck and the two guys RUN OVER THE DEER! “to put it out of it’s misery” – Yeah RIGHT! It doesn’t end there folks…..they ran it over a second time because the first time didn’t seem to get the job done – ARE YOU KIDDING ME!! Mean while, Crystal is sitting in her car, watching this horrific scene unfold in her rear view mirror. After all of the running over of the deer, they guys left it! They didn’t even take the deer for it’s meat or anything – can you say HILLBILLY?! I can only imagine the initial phone conversation….”Hey Earl, this is Bubba….man, you gotta get ur truck over here and run this dang darn deer over!”
By the time the police officer arrived, the two guys were gone- leaving Crystal to hysterically tell him what had happened…hence:
andthenthesetwoguysshowedupandranitovertwicetoputitoutofit'smisery!!!!!!!
Happy Halloween to all the ghouls and goblins in Blog Land!
Today, as a special treat for my boss, Shelly, Chad and I donned on a few wigs from my costume collection and posed for pictures which we sent to Bill. Shelly also dressed up in full costume as….Bill.
There’s a little back story for the costume:
On a few occasions, Bill has accidentally spilled coffee on his shirt. (she used soy sauce to achieve the effect….stinky! – don’t worry, she isn’t wearing the costume all day.)
For a recent hunting trip, Bill was unable to find his blaze orange hunting cap, so he found a faded dark pink hat – Polo – with pony and all – and thought that might work. Not so much.
When in a good mood (which thankfully is quite often) he pretends to smoke a cigar using a pen.
He found our photo shoot to be quite humorous!
I could just vomit……
I am so tired of the constant onslaught of political “messages”. I am tired of hearing it on the radio, seeing it on my television, listening to the chatter in my office……la la la la la….. not listening! Most of all…..I’m tired of “defending” my choices and the candidates I plan to vote for. It’s my choice and my personal business. Even when I say “I’m not voting” just to get people to back off, I get pummeled (rest assured, I AM VOTING!) …..November 4th….GET HERE ALREADY!!!!!
revised photo courtesy of Steelerwife
I recently got a new camera (thank you hubby for the early anniversary gift!) and I'm IN LOVE with it!
I love taking pictures so I decided to great a blog dedicated to my "portfolio" :)
Check out my newest blog addition....
www.qt1pix.blogspot.com
(BOG: code for barfing out guts. Katy created this term, I gave it a definition. We use it whenever something grosses us out.)
Never fails….
Today, someone in our office was kind enough to run to Jimmy Johns for lunch. I ordered my usual - #5 Vito light on the mayo and NO ONION!!!
So there I am, sitting at my desk, ready to enjoy my sandwich. I open ‘er up to load on the S&P when I see something suspicious. It was an ONION! GaRoss!
I tried to be a big girl and scrape them off, but once the sandwich is contaminated, there’s no going back. I suffered through 1/3 of the sammie before I chucked it into the garbage.
I may vomit.
I was just creating a file for a new client (for those of you who may not know what I do for a living….I am an assistant to a financial advisor) and while reading through the Pre-Planning questionnaire we had her complete, I came across the following:
Q: Of your current investments, do you feel any of them do not meet your needs?
A: Yes. The ones that are losing money
Q: What is the most important thing you want to accomplish from the financial planning process?
A: Not to become a bag lady
ROTFLMAO!!
I tell ya folks….this is a client after my own heart….I couldn’t have written better answers to those questions!
I love my job.
Today it started with the following quote from Shelly:
(as she’s reading an email) “I need to learn how to make pipe bombs.”
My reaction…..laughing uncontrollably……”WHAT?!?!?”
This may or may not be the person I am speaking of
Fabulous pictures of such cute men as Matt Damon, John Stamos, Justin Timberlake, etc….
RAINN WILSON???
Shelly said: “Yeah…he’s like the 10 LEAST sexiest man!”
Ah…good times….good times!
I was just in our bathroom and I observed two things….
1) My hair is curled under on one side and winging out on the other. Why? I started to analyze this and realized that it’s because I sleep on my side, so while sleeping, my hair lays to one side creating the curled under portion (from my hair laying from the “top” to bottom) and wings out because I fan that over my pillow. Complicated I know…..(see illustration)
2) We now have designer TP in our bathroom at work. How nice.
WHY DO MOSQUITO BITES ITCH??!!!!!
I have one on my thumb and it’s driving me crazy! So as I’m clearly removing the first three layers of skin from my thumb while scratching….I started wondering…”why do mosquito bites itch?!”
Here’s what I found:
How can something so small be so irritating? When a mosquito bites you, she not only takes some blood, but she leaves behind her saliva. It's what she leaves behind that makes you itch. The saliva has a blood thinner that keeps your blood from clotting. The saliva also mixes with your blood, and in response your body produces histamines that cause inflammation and itching. Using creams with an antihistamine can help once you get a bite.
I am almost 30 years old. I have been out of high school for over 10 years. Yet, there are some days where it feels like I’m still in the old “clique”.
I really have a hard time understanding the “ownership” of friends complex some people have. You know the type….”well she/he was my friend first, so don’t forget it” mentality. I feel like I’m on the edge of this situation and I want to run away as fast as possible. I won’t go into details, because quite honestly, it’s ridiculous. I just feel like venting about it.
Both Jeff and I have been up against this before with different pockets of friends and it more or less ruined a friendship for Jeff. I’m on the outer ring this time, but it’s never going to get any better. It’s very disappointing to me.
Most people who know me are aware of my devotion to my friends. They are like my family – no – they are my family. I think I feel this way because of the history with “friendships” in my past…..or lack of. I’ve had two friends in my life who I thought were people I would be friends with forever. Unfortunately I misjudged their character and was - for lack of a better word…”$hit” on. I vowed I would never have a friendship that was “iffy” again. That is why my girlfriends are so important to me and I would do anything for them or their families. I value my friendships dearly and while I know heads will butt, I would never intentionally do anything to jeopardize the relationships I have worked so hard to build.
I just wish everyone had this philosophy. L
Today I went to Byerly’s for lunch. I bought a few things from the deli to make sandwiches for the next few days along with a few other snacks for the office. I wound my way through the store to the bakery area to get my bread. There was a little old man in the way of the fresh baked breads, so I patiently waited for him to make his selection and be on his merry little way. He grabs his bread, turns towards me and looks up (as I said, he was little – as I’m only 5’4) and smiles. Then he says, in a somewhat crotchety voice, “You look like you’re going to bed.” <<<insert jaw dropping>>> because that’s what I did! I quickly smiled, chuckled, and he was on his way. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?! He really thought I was wearing a pajama top!
Bless my co-worker Shelly. I’m wearing a top today that has a somewhat open back on the top and she just says to me…
”do you have a large mole on your back?”
Me: ”no….OMG….do I have a tick on me?!?!?!”
Shelly: “ya, it’s a tick.”
Me: (as I’m jumping up and down and doing the gay wave my hands around by flipping my wrists up and down) “GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!”
Our painting projects for the bathrooms are complete! We LOVE the colors and the way the changes turned out. I finally have the tranquil bathroom I've been dreaming of. Jeff did the majority of the painting. I helped with the "cut in" work and taping. I am awful at painting. I duffed several times and had to clean paint of the floor, tub, countertop, trip (three times), and ME. I even managed to get a little on Frankie's ear. My bad painting skills aside, we had fun working together and getting the project done. Frankie slept on the drop cloth while we worked, so she was no help at all! HA!
Next....The Living room and Kitchen!!!
Before:
After:
More Photos:
Last night, Jeff was hitting golf balls into the field next to our house. Our neighbor Amber brought over her clubs and a dozen or so range balls. While Jeff hit golf balls, Amber and I had a beer while we watch Oopsie and Frankie frolic and play in the yard. Oopsie is Amber’s 1 year old Jack Russell Terrier. We both were watching Jeff as he teed up, hauled back, and launched a bright orange ball into the field. We were all very surprised when we heard a loud cry – for lack of a better word – and watched a pheasant pop up into the air. He actually HIT the pheasant with the golf ball! We couldn’t believe it! We roared with laughter and stood in amazement. What are the odds???
NEWSFLASH: I SAW A “CHICK FLICK”!! and I liked it! 
There were some hilarious moments and tender ones too. If you’ve ever been through a break up (really…who hasn’t) you can easily identify with a lot of the emotions the characters go through. Also, if you have a close knit group of gal pals…you can easily identify with the strong bond between these girls.
You can only type ONE Word!. It's really hard to only use oneword answers.
1. Where is your cell phone? purse
2. Where is your significant other? dunno
3. Your hair? yes (as oposed to someone else's?)
4. Your mother? female
5. Your father? male
6. Your favorite thing? food
7. Your dream last night? disturbing
8. Your dream/goal? babies
9. The room you're in? office
10. Your hobby? creating
11. Your fear? cancer
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? healthy
13. Where were you last night? home
14. What you're not? delicate
15. One of your wish list items? babies
16. Where you grew up? Nordeast
17. The last thing you did? burp
18. What are you wearing? +lbs
19 Your TV? yes
20. Your Pet? Frankie
21. Your computer? no
22. Your mood? smartass (is that ONE word?)
23. Missing someone? nope (ha ha)
24. Your car? dirty
25. Something you're not wearing? turban
26. Favorite store? Festival
27. Your summer? summer?
28. Love someone? absof*ckinglutely
29. Your favorite color? PINK
30. When is the last time you laughed? today
31. Last time you cried? 6/4/08
(32 sucked)
33. How many sisters? nope
.jpg)
