Archive for April, 2008

It’s only just begun, but so far I’m having a pretty good week. I’m adjusting to the diet, am not so cranky, and am down 7 lbs. Wish it was more…but I’ll take the 7. It is my lucky number, after all.

I just got back from the dentist – it was a routine cleaning and I happened to mention that my upper front tooth has been aching as of late. Upon further investigation, the dentist decided that I was grinding and clicking my teeth while I slept (I’m quite aware that I do this, thanks to those that sleep with me next to me) which, in turn, is causing traumatic injury to my front teeth. So, super dentist girl (I love my dentist – she is GREAT) grabbed her tools and ground down my teeth in hopes of preventing me from damaging them further. Ugh. The sound was the worst part…I can’t even bear to hear someone brushing their teeth so the sound of my own teeth being ground down was more than I could handle. But hey, it was soooo worth it because now the teeth are less likely to bang against each other during the night. Phew. She did suggest that I get a mouth guard to wear at night. Fun. I can’t even keep a pair of socks on whilst I sleep so I’m pretty damn sure I’m not going to keep anything in my mouth for more than a few minutes while sleeping (well, at least not a plastic mouth guard).

As I was saying, the week is going well, even the tooth issue didn’t cause too much stress. I’m really trying hard to maintain a new attitude and not let minor (and even some major) things bother me. Heh. We’ll see how long that lasts – see how positive I am?

After visiting the dentist I went directly to Timmy Ho’s and grabbed two sugar loaded Boston Creme donuts had coffee with my usual group – which consists of several males and females that range in age from 38 – 80ish. The group is a veritable mishmosh including several of us who are artists, a former member of the CIA, a chef, a Vietnam Vet, a retired banker, the Mayor of a neighboring town, and an engineer. This makes for very interesting, off-the-wall morning conversation.

However, this morning was starting out differently. As I was sipping my coffee the gentleman sitting next to me leaned over and quietly said, “Boy, did you ever, in a million years, think you’d be sitting here having coffee with all these old folks?” Wow, when you put it that way, no…no, I never pictured myself having coffee with the geriatrics. I sat and pondered that statement for a bit. Now, normally, I would have bemoaned my situation and wished that I was amongst a young, hip crowd. But my new, positive self just laughed it off because I really DO enjoy spending time with all these wonderful, eccentric people.

As I was getting ready to leave, two of the gentleman walked out with me and one of them said, “Keep your chin up hun, it’s got to be tough trying to find someone, but it will happen.” Holy hell. That came the fuck out of left field. Did I forget to wear my strong, independent, I-don’t-need-a-man red lipstick? Did I have that I-wish-I-was-gettin’-some-booty look? I couldn’t, for the life of me, figure out what brought that statement on, but I just smiled and replied, “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.” Even the fact that I am, apparently, wearing my singleness on my sleeve (or on some other part of my person) didn’t cause my inner crabby ass bitchiness to appear.

Why this sudden change in attitude? Because lately I’ve been thinking alot about all the wonderful blogfolk that I’ve met (cyberly-speaking) and encountered through this blog and how your support and encouragement has gotten me through many proverbial bumps in the road. Knowing that I can sputter, spew, whine, lose my shit, be super duper sarcastical and just be myself here makes life much more tolerable.

I walked to my car and smiled thinking of you all…and also about the fact that my teeth will no longer be banging together!

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First Kiss

I received this email from a friend and felt the need to share it…thanks Kate!

The First Kiss

It’s your first kiss and several questions might come to mind:

Is it the right time?

Is anyone watching?

Does your partner even want to?

Is your breath fresh?

And…should you use your tongue?

Then you say,

“What the heck”…

and just go for it!

Bwahahahahahahahha! Blehck!

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I was tagged by Moonbeam McQueen for this fun and fanciful meme. As usual, I will not be tagging anyone so have at it, if you’d like. I’m going the photo-op route since I’m all about the show-and-tell.

5 things found in your bag…

The Bag:

This is one of my smallish bags. I’m notorious for toting a bonkin’ large bag that whacks into folks when I walk by them, so once upon a time the ex talked me into downsizing my baggage. Ha! But don’t you worry…I’m bringing back my big ass bags this summer…oh yeah!

The contents:

Okay, so there are more than five things. I’m aware of this. I CAN count. Let’s see what we have…

In no particular order – my cell phone (pink!), my iPod (pink! – are ya noticing a theme here?), some gum, a datebook, my wallet (which is almost as frickin’ big as the bag itself), hand sanitizer, Origins matte lip pencil in Gingersnap (wouldn’t be caught dead without that baby – gotta have the poutin’ red lips), hand lotion, tape measure (size DOES matter), pocket knife (hey, ya never know), Hello Kitty compact mirror (a must-have for every fashionable chick), and my dear ol’ friend – a bottle of Xanax. I also have a stash of Splenda in one of the pockets but didn’t think that was photo-worthy.

5 favorite things in your room…

The picture my daughter drew when she was 3 yrs. old. I LOVE her plump pink butterfly!

Vern the Fern. My daddy got me this fern approximately 24 yrs. ago…I know, can you believe it? It has traveled with me to every home I’ve lived in. I almost lost him one year when my cat decided to bed down in the center of him but I managed to nurture him back to health. He’s looking a little ragged after this past winter but he’ll be back in full fern-arific form in no time.

Me bed. Ooooo…I loves me bed. Look how comfy and inviting it is! I think I shall take a nap right now. Heh.

Peonies – painted by my Grandma. Need I say more?

Gus boy – such a handsome fella. Just look at that boy – he’s a heart breaker. How could he NOT be my favorite? (Sorry, Ridley…you wouldn’t sit still long enough for me to snap a pic and include you!)

5 things you are currently into…

  • Painting

This here is the one and only painting that I’ve done that is in my possession. All others have been given away. I’m beginning to paint again and will keep all the new pieces so I have a collection of my own!

  • Photography

  • Blogging
  • Being a crabby ass bitch (ha, had to sneak that one in)
  • Being crafty. Not like witch-crafty (well, only an occasional eye of newt), but being crafty as in crafting all sorts of fancy things to sell on my new website

Some funky coasters I’ve been working on.

5 things you have always wanted to do…

  • Travel – to Europe; Italy, in particular – we ARE going George…aren’t we?
  • Rob a bank and not get caught – or win the lottery (whichever is most likely – I’m guessing robbing the bank is probably a better bet than winning the lottery)
  • Have a tummy tuck (if you’re reading this Dr. Rey-please, please, please pick me!) I’ll take a boob lift, too, if it’s not too much to ask
  • Live on a farm so I can have a million trillion animals
  • Eat as much chocolate as possible and not gain any weight

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I was having some trouble with a particular URL last evening and as I was cursing and pounding my computer keyboard, my child looked at me queerly. I knew she had something brewing in that wildly creative mind of hers. I woke this morning to this drawing on her dry erase board:

Bwahahahahaa…that is one U.G.L.Y. Aunt Url. She informed me that it is pronounced “Earl”. Hahahahhahhaaaaa! I think Aunt Url needs to get herself to the nearest salon and have a waxing. Ugh.


Here you go Rachel and Moonbeam – the complete family!

Uncle Virus looks pretty harmless, except for the snotty nose. Not sure what happened to poor Usbee – she’s even scarier and hairier (with a handlebar mustache, no less) than Aunt Url!

Side note: Sometimes my child’s mind frightens me!

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