Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween Peeps.

Anyone dressing up?

I did Saturday. I was a devil. Fitting right?

Hey now it was the easiest thing to throw together. Red and black kimono top, black slacks, black hooka' boots, red lipstick and a headband with red sparkly horns.

Anywho, no dressing up today. Unless you count wearing a pumpkin orange turtleneck sweater (the real turtleneck) and black and white pinstripe slacks with stilletos dressing up. Hey, now that I think about it, if I had a witches hat I could have been a witch to match my attitude at work today.

Yes people. I am having a not so happy day. I got pulled off of my project to do someone else's job today and didn't really like it. Adding to it? It is that time of the month.

So, to all you boys who noticed I wasn't my normal, smiling self today, leave this girl alone. Aren't I allowed to have an off day every once in a while? Let me show my grr face and have you like it. Grrrrrrr.

Whew. I feel better having said that. Thanks internet.

Anywho, I have dinner plans with another new boy. Me thinks I am finally getting the hang of dating the second time around. Here's to hoping my night ends better than my day was.

I hope things are good in your world. It is pretty durn cold around these parts. We actually had ice this morning. It's only October for goodness sakes.

Man don't I sound like a grouchy beaotch today? I'm signing off before I find something else to complain about.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Should I Be Concerned?

There I sit doing my business in the bathroom this afternoon and noticed the tag on my undies.

It's the first time I've read the tag. Anyone else read their tags too?

Anywho, it says it was made in Morocco and contains some foreign materials.

So, I wonder. Should I be concerned with the foreign materials?

Feeling Musical & A Shout to T

So, this is somewhat of an oldie...just a year or two. I'm jamming at my desk this afternoon and thought I needed to give this song its due.

See, today is what would have been my 10 year wedding anniversary.

Let's all take a moment, pause, and say hip, hip hooray that today is just another Thursday and not a milestone.

I'm not bitter but those of you who know the history know that this truly is a bootiful thing, for it to be a normal Thursday.

Anyway, this song was one of those that helped me get my life back to where I wanted and needed it to be.

Don't you just love how music and songs are the soundtrack to our lives?

Well, at least in my life they are.

By now you have probably figured out I love music. I'm a jamming fool. I can't carry a tune but that doesn't stop me from grooving.

So, without further delay, I say thanks to all the artists and especially want to recognize Mariah Carey for this song.

It's as fitting today as it was back then. Especially considering some of the drama that is trying to enter my life right now.

Here's to leaving it all behind...

Mariah Carey - It's Like That Lyrics
(feat. Fatman Scoop, Jermaine Dupri)
[Jermaine Dupri:]
Dis is, the point when I need everybody get to the dance
floor
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
Da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all)
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
Like da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all) MC

[Mariah Carey:]

[Verse 1:]
I came to have a party
Open up the Bacardi
Feeling so hot tamale
Boy, I know you watchin me
So what's it gonna be?
Purple taking me higher
I'm lifted and I like it
Boy, you got me inspired
Baby, come and get it
If you're really feelin me

[Bridge:]
Cuz it's my night
No stress, no fights
I'm leavin it all behind
No tears, no time to cry
Just makin the most of life

[Chorus:]
Everybody is livin it up
All the fellas keep lookin' at us (cuz)
Me and my girls on the floor like what
While the DJ keeps on spinnin the cut
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
It's like da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all)
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
It's like da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all)

[Verse 2:]
You like this and you know it
Caution, it's so explosive
Them chickens is ash and I'm lotion
Baby, come and get it
Let me give you what you need
It's a special occasion
Mimi's emancipation
A cause for celebration
I ain't gonna let nobody's drama bother me

[Bridge:]
Cuz it's my night
No stress, no fights
I'm leavin it all behind
No tears (no tears), no time to cry
Just makin the most of life

[Chorus:]
Everybody is livin it up
All the fellas keep lookin at us (cuz)
Me and my girls on the floor like what
While the DJ keeps on spinnin the cut
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
It's like da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all)
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
It's like da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all)

[Bridge:]
Cuz it's my night (it's my, it's my night)
No stress, no fights
I'm leaving it all behind
No tears (no tears), no time to cry
Baby, I'm making the most of life

[Chorus:]
Everybody is livin it up (I said everybody)
All the fellas keep lookin at us (lookin at us)
Me and my girls on the floor like what
While the DJ keeps on spinning the cut
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
It's like da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all)
It's like that y'all (that y'all), that y'all (that y'all)
It's like da da da da, I like that y'all (that y'all)

This is my night

[Fatman Scoop:]
Let's Go Now (what), let's go now (what)
Here we go now (what), here we go now (what)
Let's Go Now (what), let's go now (what)
Here we go now (what), here we go now (what)

[Fatman Scoop and Mariah:]
Let's Go Now (what), let's go now (what)
Here we go now (what), here we go now (what)
Let's Go Now (what), let's go now (what)
Here we go now (what), here we go now (what)

T, I jinxed myself last night. Guess what I stepped in this morning around 3:30 AM on my way to the bathroom?

I Feel So Pretty

I feel pretty

Oh so pretty

I feel pretty and witty and gay

And I pity any girl who isn't me today

I feel charming

Oh so charming

It's alarming how charming I feel

And so pretty that I hardly believe I'm real

See that pretty girl in that mirror there (what mirror where)

Who can that attractive girl be (which one where hum)

What a pretty face(Hum)

What a pretty dress(Hum)

What a pretty smile(Hum)

What a pretty meeee(Hummm)

I feel stunning(feel stunning)And entrancing(and entrancing)


Are you singing along with me? Well, gosh darnit you should be!

Tra says I am prissy girl. Except for when I burp.

Yes Peeps. You read that right.

I

SIT

AT

MY

DESK

AND

LET

'EM

RIP!

Yep, that is me.

A high heel toting, fake tanning (1x a week), monthly facial, girly clothes wearing, hair done did right every 7 weeks, prissy little beaotch.

I am WOMAN.

Hear me BELCH!

Been Talking 'Bout It

Fall is definitely here.

I actually had to turn the heat on last night.

You know you need to do so when your cats, that normally don't want to snuggle with you at the same time, are content to do so.

You know you need to do so when your long hair cat's fur is cold.

You know you need to do so when you, who is normally warm, reaches for the blanket to snuggle under while watching Monday night football, wearing long pants and a long sleeve t-shirt.

You know you need to do so when you turn the thermostat to 55 and the heat kicks on.

Yep. Fall has arrived folks.

Quick Update

I bet you are wondering how Friday night date night went.

I've been leaving you hanging on all sorts of things. I don't want to disappoint you anymore so here's a quick update.

Date night was good. We talked. We laughed. We had a good time.

Met for dinner at Outback. He paid.

Went to a new hideout to pass time before we could bowl. He picked up the tab.

It's a draw. He won two, I won two. I picked up the tab for bowling.

Then we went to another local hangout. Although we didn't karaoke, we thoroughly enjoyed watching everyone else.

Drinks + Karaoke = Many laughs

Some people shouldn't sing and others should try for a recording contract. Just like some people really should stay seated. Dancing just ain't their thing if you know what I mean.

He paid for the drinks at this location.

We ended the night at my place with a scooby snack. I paid for the late night snack.

A little slumber party action.

Come on people.

Get your mind out of the gutter.

It was the first date after all.

There. Now you are updated.

Do you feel like you were there with us? Well, you should. Hope I didn't disappoint ya'. :)

Friday=Date Night

Mo has a date with a new boy tonight.

We've hung out a few times. You know meeting for a drink, playing some pool, grabbing a scooby snack in the early AM hours, and watching a football game or two could be considered a date but when they've been spur of the moment, oh you're here too, let's kick it doesn't equal a date.

But when they send you flowers because they want to cheer you up after your tires have been slashed and then ask you out for dinner...that changes from hanging out to a date right?

Me thinks so. We'll see. I'll keep you posted.

He's not my usual type but we have had some fun and he's sweet.

So what does one wear?

We've decided, the office peeps and I that is, I should wear something casual. Not too dressy or too revealing. So, we're going with a pair of dark jeans, the button down black shirt with french cuffs, and a pair of heels. The boys in the office said wear nothing and even if you show up wearing a pair of sweats, if he's into you, it won't matter.

Boys are so simple aren't they?

Oopsie

I told a fib. I said I would post about the boots, soul sisters, and the bus yesterday and I let all of us down.

Hope you can forgive me.

I was butt tired and had a very early morning today so, if you can believe it, was snug as a bug in bed by 9:25 PM last night.

Made getting up at 5:15 AM today that much easier.

Maybe I should do that more often.

Yea right. Like that is going to happen.

Anywho, I'll get you updated soon I promise.

I think we might have a business thingy tonight. If not, it's Thursday, I am in town so ya' know what that means.

Hope y'all have a good day. I'll be in meetings for most of the day.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Office Jokes

Okey dokey pokey.

Remember a few posts back when I said a rainy Friday afternoon was good for practical jokes around the office?

Here's our idea of fun and a quick run down of events for you.

Arrive back from Bath & Body Works, Qdoba, and Starbucks to find this on my desk.


Under the note? A real diaper filled with crushed jerky crisps.


You have to know how much of a commodity this stapler is to really grasp the situation.

It's no regular stapler. It's one of them heavy duty, industrial, relatively expensive beaotches all the boys use on a regular basis.

Steve loaned his to someone. That someone misplaced it.

All day Friday Steve was whining about his stapler.

Steve decides to make light of the situation and played the joke on the certain someone who originally lost the stapler.

In turn, that someone forwards the joke on to me. He places the note and the diaper on my desk.

We, in turn, got busy.


Isn't it amazing what a microwave and tootsie rolls can do?

We then decided to add some cheese sauce and nuts.


We're pretty proud of ourselves at this point. We think it looks pretty durn realistic.

We return the diaper back to the someone who lost the stapler in the first place and who put the diaper on my desk with a new note.


Little did we know he'd already left when we put it back in his office. The diaper spent the weekend in his office doing its thing.

To add to it, he was out of the office the following Monday and Tuesday. The cleaning crew didn't touch it. It spent all that time doing its thing like a real diaper would if you know what I mean.

Fun times I tell you.

Tomorrow? Hooka boots, soul sisters dressing alike, and the bus. Betcha' just can't wait huh?

Peace and Love Peeps.

Been Such a Bad Blogger

I've been such a bad blogger lately.

I promise I'm taking pictures.

Then, I fail to update ya'.

Can you ever forgive me?

I hope so. It's a goal to get you updated by the end of the week.

For now, I leave you with a classic fall Pacific Northwest picture and a snapshot of what I get to deal with this morning.



Can you see why we love us some sweaters with hoods, hoodies, fleece, and Starbucks is a constant in our life?



Lovely isn't it? Now the question is was it random or did I fall victim?

**EDITED** I'm a victim. All four were slashed. Luckily, only one was totally flat and I didn't experience blow outs.

The best part? I made a deal with the guys at the tire shop. I got $800.00+ tires for $500.00. God was smiling down on me. I got top of the line tires installed because the ones I made a deal on were out of stock.

Peace and Love Peeps. More to come later.

Happy Hump Day & Moment of Silence

Bailey is representing. I woke up feeling like this.

In my best Joey voice, "How you doin'?"



Please take a moment and observe the passing of Bevo XIII.



He died of natural causes at the ripe old age of 22.

You'll be missed. We hope you have one hell of a time in the big Longhorn heaven of the sky. You treated us well...Rest in Peace.

Lessons Learned

Don't wear hooka' boots from 5:30 AM on a Friday to 3:45 AM on a Saturday if you want your feet to love you back.

Great minds think alike; soul sisters dress alike without consulting one another.

Rainy Fridays in the office are great for pratical jokes.

Happiness on a rainy day? Starbucks, Qdoba, Bath and Body Works, and lots of laughs.

I play better pool the more drinks I have.

The Longhorns are superior to the Sooners. Hook 'Em Horns!

I can go shopping and not buy a pair of shoes.

Sing alongs with friends rock.

The Cowboys did their best and then let it all go in the last 7 minutes of the game.

Pics and more to come later.

I've got to get back to work.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Ranting

We all pretty much know by now if I am in town on a Thursday night it means



with the peeps at our local pub and ale house by the office.

We get our drink on. We talk. We laugh. We snarf on nachos and breast of chicken sandwiches. Sometimes we play



Tonight we played pool. I'm not the best pool player but I can hold my own. I did alright tonight.

What I did not do alright with was the punk asses who think every woman wants to be hit on. Just because it is
1. Thursday night
2. I am out with a group of people
3. I am not wearing a ring

Does this mean I want you to hit on me. Incessantly. Can't you take a hint?

And no, for the love of all that is good and right in this world, I do not lean over the pool table and stick my butt out because I am trying to get your attention.

Hey you little freakazoid, how about I am leaning over the table and my butt sticks out because I am trying to make the shot?

Oh no. That'd be too much like the real deal wouldn't it?

And yes, I know you think it is hot that I'm in heels, drinking a martini, and clearing the pool table. But I, and I want you to hear this for the next time, I don't want your nasty breath in my ear letting me know how hot you think it is.

Go mess with the chicks playing darts. They look like they wanted your company.

Punk asses. Freaks.

Ugggggghhhhhh.

Thank god my boys let you know to back off or we were one step away from my heel being in your ass.

Have You?

So, we are in a meeting yesterday. The candy bowl being passed to and fro contains tootsie roll pops among other delectable candy. Some of us partake in the pops.

Two of us start a conversation. No, it was not about how many licks does it take to get to the center. It was more inappropriate work conversation than that.

The conversation was if you can get an idea of how someone would be, what their technique would be, what type of lover they would be all from how a person enjoys their lollipop.

I say you can. What do you think? Have you ever thought that? Have you ever watched someone enjoy their pop and wondered?

I bet you will now.

Houston, We Have a Problem

But not really.

Guess who called very early this morning? If you guessed the doctor's office, you guessed right.

Turns out I do have strep after all. I knew this throat pain couldn't just be a simple sore throat.

So, we're off to the pharmacy to pick up a round of drugs.

Thank god it's been diagnosed.

Now, the question is how long does it take for a broken/burst blood vessel in your eye to heal? Yea, popped that bad boy when I was tossing my cookies over the weekend. Y'all know I don't do stuff half way. I was power puking!

Now for something fun. I have a visitor outside of my bedroom window. Someone is taking up residence.



I hope the little thing sticks around. It's nice to see him/her plugging away, making a happy home.

Peace and Love Peeps. I've got drugs to pick up. Healing to do.

Two Words

Two words you don't want to hear the doctor say.

"That's impressive."

"No idea."

That's impressive was spoken when I was describing the symptoms and the last 3.5 days of my life.

No idea was spoken when he weighed in on what took my butt down.

Yep, that's right folks. The doctor has no idea what I had and he's impressed with my fever, my throat, my vomiting, etc.

Glad I could add some excitement to your day doc.

I am thankful I was not the first flu case in Washington, that it's not strep but to hear no idea leaves me, for a lack of a better word, feeling funkier than usual.

I am feeling much better today. I'm back at work. I'll be chugging lots of fluids and taking my 400 mgs of Motrin every 6 hours to deal with the throat pain. Gotta' love Vitamin M.

The good part of this illness? I lost 3 pounds. Watch. It'll be back on by the end of the week. But hey for now I'm down an additional 3. I know exactly how I lost them too. I'll spare you the details. I am sure you can fill in the blanks.

The other good part? You know how they say you can tell who your real friends are when things aren't going so good? Pete showed his true colors. He's a trooper. Heck, I might even go as far as to say he could be a keeper.

Anywho, I hope things are good in your world. I promise, fun stuff for the rest of the week. This should be the last depressing, ill based entry.

Peace and Love Peeps.

Sometimes It Sucks Being Single

Right now is one of those times.

I curse the mo' fo' whose germs I picked up.

Finally, the fever has broken. The barfing has stopped. The aches are almost gone. The throat is mucho sore.

I curse you, you punk ass. Whoever you are. Wherever I picked your crud up from.

When you're single, you realize there is no one there to make your soup, change your bedsheets when you need them changed, get you another glass of water, juice, gingerale...you know whatever you might be needing.

My kitties haven't left my side and there are friends I could call if it got that bad and I needed someone to come take care of me.

For now I ask all of you with loved ones and family nearby to say a little prayer of thanks you have someone to take care of you when you're down and out. It's a small thing we take for granted.

I've been reminded of this in the worst way this weekend.

When I recover to the point I can talk, function, etc. I promise I will return a call to JP, Ace, and M2.

I've heard the phones ring. I haven't been ignoring you. I just have not been able to get to them without tossing a cookie or two or being able to move fast enough.

That might be TMI but I wanted you to know I love you and have not been intentionally dodging your calls.

Peace and Love Peeps.