I love summer tv!

I feel sorry for anyone who doesn't watch Big Brother.
Seriously, it's the best reality show ever...it's everything a reality show was meant to be, and more. I guess its appeal lies in the fact that it's all about how people deal with each other and what brings out the best...and the worst in them.
Not to mention, the editors of the show make it fun with their editing...cue the dramatic music when someone gets all emotional in the diary room.
I'm loving the twist this season with America's Player. I wasn't sure if Eric would be best suited for the job but I shouldn't have judged him so quickly...he was amazing last night with his first task. It was great tv.
But you probably don't know what I'm talking about b/c you don't watch. I pity you!

One for the scholars

Answer me this...why do people, who clearly do not like you/don't prefer your company, care if you speak to them or not in passing? As you've made it obvious with your behavior, it puzzles me why folks complain because you do not greet them with a hello when you see them. I don't intentionally not speak, but after being snubbed/treated poorly, it should not come as a surprise that speaking to you is not the first thing that comes to mind when our paths cross.

I dunno...just curious.

When did dairy become the enemy?

Isn't it funny how you fail to realize all the sweets and goodies around you until you decide to boycott them? I've taken on a little self maintenance and have willingly and easily given up sweets, amongst other things. I swear the minute I did this, we had a birthday cake or some desert every day at work. Ok, not everyday, but weekly and lots of them.

After nearly 2 months of this, and having passed on some chocolate creation from The Cheesecake Factory, I decided to treat myself with something cool-literally. I figured frozen yogurt wouldn't be too bad, they make sugar-free after all. Then I discovered the bastards at TCBY do not have any locations near work, so I was left with Dairy Queen or Brusters. After quickly ruling out DQ I did a little invesitgating on the website for Brusters. I was in luck! They have no sugar added ice-cream. I was set.

So, Sabrina and I go out during our lunch hour (which is 3pm...sounds odd, but we work 11-8. We hit the post office, then Brusters. The one we went to had all of 2 choices for 'no sugar-added' so I went with Caramel Squirl. One scoop, 220 calories...and it tasted decent. So I went on to enjoy my cool treat and then headed back into work.

Cut to 1 hour later.
So I'm sitting in my chair at work and my stomach starts gurgling...and contracting. :////
I'm like-what? I had a turkey sandwich for lunch, that can't have upset it. *THEN* it dawns on me...the ice-cream. Mind you, in the past two months, I've cut a lot of dairy out of my diet. I eat yogurt maybe twice a week, and a little bit of cheese occasionally...but that's it.
Needless to say, my bowels flushed that out all night and I wanted to die. I can't believe dairy turned on me so quickly. I mean, I ignore it for 2 months and now it wants to act like we never met! I've now become a part of what I used to ridicule and laugh at...the dreaded 'lactose intollerant' population.
Boo.

AHHHHH

I just returned from having 3 days off work. It was so relaxing! I was meant to go to Savannah but that fell through and honestly I could not be happier that it did. I got so much accomplished. After being at work 50-60 hours a week, I'm not the least bit motivated to get shit done and I had a lot to do.
What did I do with my time you ask?
1. Got my hair highlighted and trimmed. WAY OVERDUE. It was dull as dishwater. I left the salon feeling like a new woman. The gay men said my hair looked like Barbie-Doll hair...which I took as a compliment I suppose. Hell, it looked fake to me and it was attached to my head!
2. Got my eyebrows waxed. Also WAY OVERDUE. Plucking doesn't do it for me. I have all these blond hairs around my eyebrows that are hard to pluck b/c they're hard to see plus I just can't get the shape the way I want.
3. Got a pedicure. My poor feet have been neglected too long. I felt sorry for them so I treated them to a soak and some polish.
4. Returned stuff to Wal-Mart. I know what you're thinking-but listen...there are no Wal-Marts anywhere close to me at work or at home so I trip to Wal-Mart is that...a trip.
5. Rented 2 movies that I'd been wanting to see.
The Holiday -not impressed. The acting was crap and totally predictable plot.
Happy Feet-it was ok. I must be missing some chip in my brain b/c I did not think it was "Oh my gosh amazing!!" like I heard everyone say. I mean it was cute, but I think I've outgrown cartoons.
6. Went to Callaway Gardens. My parents and I went for the day and had a great time! We rented bikes and rode them around on some of the trails. The weather was amazing-perfection (better than gum). It was nice to spend some drama-free time with my parents.
7. Finally tried the world famous fried chicken at Watershed. It was good, but on the bone and I'm more of a boneless chicken fan. The food there is great though and I would recommend that place to anyone who likes food.
8. Bought new shoes. I've not had a new pair of trainers/athletic shoes in two years!

In the midst of all that I lounged around at my parents, relaxed, did laundry and just enjoyed myself. Sometimes I just go and go and go without stopping to realize that I've neglected things that I need and want to do.

4/12/07

You know how you're watching Dr. Phil or some cheesy talk show and there are families on there airing their dirty laundry for some television personality to fix all in under an hour? I mean you sit there and think Thank God that isn't me.
Now, I have no desire to air our dirty laundry, but I will say my extended family is going through quite a storm. I swear I never felt like an adult until I turned 30 and suddenly the world decided to part the clouds and dump a big pile of poo on me. Or maybe it's just that I wasn't mature enough to realize these issues/problems existed. Sometimes you can be so self-involved and not realize. Anyways, suffice it to say, now maybe I can extend the slightly bit of empathy towards those fools who talk about their problems on tv with some "professional." At least then you know there are others out there who have problems too.

I wish I had more exciting things to talk about, but I honestly do not. I've settled into a very comfortable work, home, do stuff, sleep routine. I'm planning on going on a little trip by myself next weekend, but we'll see if I actually do it. I really think just a few days out of the normal pattern would do a bit of good for this girl. Other than that, not much exciting on the horizon.

Temptation is a mother

I just realized my background is the same as Amber's. It would appear that I'm copying her, so I need to change that. Trouble is, I don't feel like messing with my settings right now.

Speaking of Amber, she freaking tore it up last night at her dance performance at the old LA Fitness at Toco Hills. I'm sorry, that's going to be the name of it for a few years. I really wish now I didn't work until 8pm everynight because it looks like so much fun.

This weekend we celebrated Chandler's big 3-0. Saturday was lots of fun with drinks, gay boys and Designing Women on the tv. Sunday we took him to brunch and we were sitting on the patio at the restaurant and someone asked when Andy was going to arrive and in true Chandler fashion he pulled something out of his ass regarding our current surroundings and said "Well he's coming in a silver pick up truck full of lesbian midgets so if you see it..." Of course he's describing what he and I are witnessing at that exact moment and while he and I were gasping for air through our laughs, Lesley was clueless to the whole situation. It's not as funny in writing but needless to say we literally witnessed a big truck pull up and this big dude comes around and starts unloading these short people from the truck and setting them down on the pavement and yes they did look like lesbians. I mean, that happens everyday right?

Today while I was out running errands during my lunch hour, I was listening to 99X and Axle was talking to some dude and the dude was bragging about the famous people he's met and Axle busts out "Have you met Corky from Life Goes On? If you haven't met him you ain't shit." I about drove off the road and ironically I was driving past EMA where I know someone would appreciate that reference.

Bleh

I got an ugly reminder recently about the tendencies people have when reacting to situations they aren't prepared for and/or are unhappy about. It's mind boggling how many people walk around displacing their anger onto people they really have no business being upset with...and I keep reminding myself to rise above and realize that it's not me they are mad at, or it should not be in any case. Sorry for the cryptic talk, but I'd rather not get into certain specifics in a public forum. But you know what I'm talking about...it's the classic scenario of getting mad at the waiter when the cook burns your steak. That waiter had nothing to do with the preparation of the meal but often times they must become the punching bag.

I'm feeling a little weary but I will be fine.