Happy Valentine’s Day. Or whatever.

14 02 2008

Valentine 08

Happy Valentine’s Day Ya’ll! Get laid ok? That’s the only perk to the holiday for some. That, and the candy.

Looks like we made it

27 12 2007

Christmas is over? I can come out of hiding now? FINALLY!

It wasn’t that bad people. I can’t complain. No wait, that’s a lie. I can complain about the IDIOT I married deciding on Christmas Eve to live up to his title of being a complete asshole. So much more than usual too! He decides he wants to take SBJ that night, instead of the next morning. Fucking tard. Instead of “putting my foot down” and telling him no, I agreed, therefore completely bypassing what I’m sure would have been a very dramatic standoff of sorts, possibly including local law enforcement which is just not cool. So when I had to take my grandma home, I also sent SBJ off with his dad. I hated doing it because I wanted to do the whole “Santa came” thing which we had to fake on Christmas Eve. Eh, C’est la vie. He still loved the bike that Santa brought him and the Spy Gear that Rura and I got for him. Amazingly, he got no clothes. Well I bought him some PJ pants but I didn’t wrap them, I just showed them to him. Then again, he does have 4 presents to open from my aunts and one of my aunts is famous for giving out clothes. So I’m not holding my breath.

This Christmas was interesting though. Here’s why (with more bullets) wee!

  • My aunt who is visiting her daughter in Iowa busted the back of her head open and needed 5 staples in her head. She did not want to go to the hospital because she did not want her head shaved. She went and did not end up getting shaved. Just stapled.
  • My grandma did not want to come over for Christmas. The only part of my mom’s family in California for the holiday, and she wanted to stay home. Not on my watch G-ma! I went and picked her up and took her home.
  • My dad’s family breakfast was awesome. One of his brother’s wives went bat shit crazy on the family and accused all of us of hating her daughter. Good times! She was pissed no one complimented my cousin for loosing 50 pounds. Hello, are you just joining our family? We don’t compliment each other. We exploit each others weaknesses with glee and then we all laugh about it. I mean just this year I was asked if my house was my car and if I was going to prison. Good times had by all.
  • Rura fucking scored in the presents department. It took my family almost 5 years to even acknowledge that my ex was alive, and that was after I popped out his kid. This was Rura’s second Christmas spent with my family. Perfect example: My parents got my ex a t-shirt for Christmas. One of those $10 ones from Target with some dumb phrase on it. It wasn’t even a funny one. That was on the last Christmas we spent with my family. Rura got a portable speaker type gadget for his Ipod, a soccer shirt, AND a $25 gift card for Jamba Juice. Facker. He made out. All that brown nosing paid off for sure.
  • Between me and him, we have $75 worth of Jamba Juice.
  • Worst part of Christmas? We did NOT watch Christmas Vacation. WTF I ask you? We watched Close Encounters of the Third Kind INSTEAD. Cool in the 70’s? Hell yea. 2007? Um no, not so much, no. That whole movie is an anti-climatic rip off.

So there you have it. I got some pretty nice clothes and a PJ set, some gift cards, lotion from B&B Works, and my two bestest presents?? A hand me down Dooney and Burke purse from my aunt that I have been drooling over since I first saw it like 3 years ago at her house. Its white with navy blue lettering and tan handles and accents… drool, drool, all day. When she brought it in the house before she left my aunts, she said “remember this?” and I started jumping up and down. None of my cousin’s got it. Hello, boys are stupid remember? The decided that the D & B on the purse must stand for Damn Bitch, or more favorable, Dumb Bitch. Yea, no. Stoopid boys.

Favorite gift? More than my purse? That will MATCH my purse? My daddy promised me a Dodger Jacket, from the stadium, first game we go to next year. Well a jacket or a jersey. *insert happy frickin dance here* Do you know how badly I have been wanting a real Dodgers jacket? I will die and go to heaven the day I get that jacket. I ask to be buried in it. *cough*

Hope everyone else out there had a Merry Christmas.

Oh did you see my new header?? Purdiful isn’t it??! Courtesy of the gorgeous, but M.I.A. Dawn. Dawn, come back to the blogosphere!!!!!! I miss you!!

Christmas is not a date, its a state of mind

13 12 2007

I am so not feeling the Christmas spirit. I don’t know whats wrong with me.

Usually around this time, I am totally feeling the holiday vibe, the rush of getting ready for Christmas, the joy that’s supposed to come round this time of year. But I’m not.

I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that I don’t have my own place to decorate. When I did, even in the worst circumstances, I still got out all my decorations and put up a tree, wrapped presents, the works. I loved stringing lights and turning them on for the first time. This year? Not so much. I’m so un-motivated to do anything! I really hate it. I salvaged some of my favorite Christmas decorations when I moved out of the ex’s place but the reality is, I don’t have anywhere to display them. This is one of the major downsides to staying with my parents.

Don’t even get me started on presents. First of all, I’m broke. I hate not having money but there are bills to be paid and food to be bought. Those things come first. As does Starbucks. And really, why should I be expected to buy gifts for some people? I am trying to get around some of it by making gifts for the majority of my family but it just doesn’t feel the same. I’m just not into the whole idea of braving the crowds and spending money that I know can be spent elsewhere.

Seeing the blogosphere alive with the holiday spirit just gets me down even more. Yea, a lot of people are complaining about already spending too much on gifts, but that is brought upon yourself. I have seen more and more posts with pictures of people’s decorated homes and trees and they are SO beautiful and me? Well I’m just jealous of that. I dont gots it.

I guess I’m just in a funk. Tonight we have plans with a friend from my old job to go and see the Christmas lights. There is one neighborhood out by where my friend lives that everyone decorates their yards with lights. Its like a 4 block radius and we drive around and ooh and ahh then go to Denny’s. We did it last year and had a lot of fun.

Maybe this is what I need to get my Christmas feelings flowin’. I just hope its enough.

Calling all angels

6 12 2007

One of my very best bloggy friends is in a situation that NO ONE should ever be in, especially around the holidays.

Jessie’s sweet husband David broke his clavicle riding his bike back to work after lunch. He works for a recycling company and is in charge of his own recycling center during the day. At night, he delivers pizza. Now with his injury, he can do neither. The doctor called for him to be out of work for at least 6 weeks.

Let me tell you a little about David, if you don’t read Jessie regularly (which you so should be doing BTW). David is just… well…. he’s David. I am talking about a guy that works two jobs so his wife can stay home with their kids. He wants badly to work in law enforcement or with the fire department. He knits. He reads. He takes great pictures of bugs and then writes about them. (There should be a link there but I cant find the URL to his bug site). He makes hilarious videos with Jessie.

These are all normal traits and David is a normal guy. What makes David special in my eyes, is that he has shown to be a better man than most guys out there. He steps up to the plate in every situation life throws at him. He is a good father and has been since a young age. When most guys would have taken off, he stuck with it and has done an excellent job of being a father and a husband. Jessie describes him much better than I could of course:

Me? I’m probably hell bound, but David on the other hand is living, breathing proof that there are good people in the world still. Little old ladies touch his hands for some reason when they talk to him. Animals absolutely love him, including sick ones who hate anyone but their owner, he’s surprised a good number of people by getting the sick mean doggies to lick his hands.

David’s friends are mostly homeless, people he’s met while working at the bins. The man who helped him today was one of his homeless buddies. He’s never been able to help them financially, but he did set it up at his pizza place with the owners so that if they came and cleaned out the dumpster area they would be paid in pizza, just so they could have a hot meal.

They are in a situation that could not have happened to nicer people. If you have ever lived pay check to pay check, you KNOW what kind of situation they are in. It sucks.

So I’m asking anyone reading, to stop by Jessie’s and read her post about David’s accident. She gives a link to her paypal and if you have a little extra to give this holiday season, please do. If you can’t then that’s cool. Just do me a favor and go over to her site anyways and click on her ads that are in her sidebar. Click them all right now, then go back the next day and click them again. Trust me, visiting her site will bring at least a smile to your face or some kind of understanding of the type of people Jessie and David are.

Karma is in full force here people. I promise you that much.

Last night when I read about David’s accident, I signed up for Google Ads. I got approved and stuck the code on my site today but at work, I cant see them. If anyone can, let me know. If I manage to make any money off of them in the next month or so, I’ll be donating that to Jessie and David.

Another thing you can do to help is to buy Jessie’s book, Eat Your Colors. It’s available through LuLu Books and it’s a really great book. (Jessie, this isn’t my review) It has all kinds of tips on how to feed your family better and healthier. The recipes are good and the drawings are cute. If you know of anyone with picky eaters, or you’ve got one yourself, this is a great book for them.

This post is really just me trying to help a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. No one deserves the stress and strain of supporting a family of 4 with no income (other than the disability checks which equal NIGHTMARE) especially around the holidays. If you have it in you, in the spirit of good intentions and good will and over all goodness that I know some of you have inside you, please do whatever you think you can to help them. If you need blogging material, please link to Jessie. Every little bit helps.

Like I said, karma is in full force here. It will come back to you in some way, shape, or form.

Thank you for reading and for all that you can do.

Is it too late to be thankful?

27 11 2007

I didn’t really have the time to do a Thanksgiving post this year, being on VACATION and all. (I love saying that. Do you know how long its been since I could say that?) So here goes.

*I’m thankful for Starbucks Gingerbread Lattes. I wont be very thankful once they take them away, but I will cross that bridge when I get to it.
*I’m thankful for the Mega Mango smoothie at Jamba Juice. Its sooo good. That makes me happy.
*I’m thankful for my Ipod. Without it, I would have no tunes. That would be tragic.
*I’m thankful for Nintendo and their ability to make mind numbing games that keep SBJ occupied for extended periods of time.
*I’m thankful for my camera. It helps me cover the walls of my room with pictures of the people I love.
*I’m thankful for Hershey’s Almond Chocolate Bars because one of them is making Rura happy as I type this. He loves his chocolate, that one does.
*I’m thankful for my friend at work who bails me out two times a day so we can go smoke and bitch about the most annoying co-worker ever. Boy are we snarky!
*I’m thankful for wireless internet, without it, I wouldnt be able to write this in bed. Naked. Or am I??
*I’m thankful for SBJ and the fact that every single day I spend with him, he makes me laugh.
*I’m thankful for my parents, for letting us crash their house party every night of the week.
*I’m thankful for their DVR, without it, I would miss the shows I love the most because I am too scatterbrained to remember when they were on. I always remember in the last 5 minutes of the show and that makes me sad. So DVR makes me happy.
*I’m thankful for my queen sized bed because it’s big enough to share with the sweetest guy in the world.
*I’m thankful for my memories because without them, Rura and I would not have been able to enjoy our car ride home tonight when music helped us remember some good times early in our relationship.
*I’m thankful for my readers, without you I wouldn’t have comments. I love me some comments. Oh and your blogs are ok too.
*I’m thankful for Rura. For so many reasons, for so many moments, for so many breaths that we take, and especially for his cute butt and sexy lips.

Thanksgiving is awesome ya’ll! I feel happy now. Time to get this kid to bed so I can get lucky. And I have to pee.

I really do love you guys. A whole lot. Thank you for coming back here to see what kind of useless information I have to share each day. I hope we get the chance to get drunk together one day. Because I would so make out with all of you and totally blame the booze. Fo Sho.

Happy Turkey Day

22 11 2007

I really hope everyone had a good holiday. Ours so far has been great. Lots of walking, turkey, and pictures taken.

Once we get back home, I’ll write a proper post.

Stay safe and Happy Thanksgiving!!

So little time!

20 11 2007

Since I spend all my time reading blogs working, I am running out of time to post. Well why dont you blog when you get home? Because I have to pack for our trip to San Francisco that we are leaving for tomorrow.

3 days in my favorite city, with my favorite guys, what could be better? Oh yea! Not cooking, not cleaning, and not having to worry about anything for 3 days!! In my favorite place in the world!!

Dont hate. Appreciate.