Behold How I Passive-Aggressively Smite the Open Mouth Chewer!

November 5, 2009 at 2:52 pm | In Uncategorized | 2 Comments

She just sneezed – twice! – and I DIDN’T say “bless you.” It was only mildly gratifying but every little bit helps.

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Look! Bunnies!!

November 5, 2009 at 10:34 am | In Uncategorized | Leave a Comment

I don’t feel like writing a whiney, complainy post today so I’m not going to. Instead, I’m going to tell you about happy, funny, or silly things. Just because! Grab a cup of tea, this will be fun!

–HP and I still have date night about once a week. Last night we went to an Italian restaurant up the road for their Mon-Wed special. It’s $31.95 for dinner for two and includes a bottle of wine, half loaf of warm bread, 2 entrees, 2 salads, 2 desserts. You pick from anything on the menu except the lobster. It was very good!

–My sister and I never got along growing up and we often fought by screaming horrible things at each other and occassionally hitting each other. I think it was mostly me, because I was a bratty teenager with plenty of issues. Within the last year we have become super close and I wish she lived nearby so we could spend more time together.

–I am currently obsessed with babies. And, even moreso, baby names. I keep compiling lists of boys’ and girls’ names that I like and reading baby name websites. We are not planning on getting pregnant any time soon.

–While I don’t get health insurance with this gig, I do have unlimited access to free water and tea! I refill my water bottle all day and drink mug after mug of green tea. My skin looks soooo good!

–HP came home with the some new multivitamins (for Her!) for me the other night and I’ve been taking them every day for the past three days and my fatigue has subsided! It looks like Jaycee was right and I was lacking in some vitamins. I feel so much better! I still pass out on the couch at about 9:30 - pretty standard for me - but I am no longer a walking zombie during the day.

–When we’re walking the dogs and we see rabbits in the grass I yell, “Look! Bunnies! HI BUNNIES!! HIIII!” as if the bunnies are my pets or, somehow, understand my greeting. In reality I’m pretty sure they are thinking “HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THOSE DOGS. HOP!! HOP FOR YOUR LIFE!!”

Ok, I’m off to get more tea!

Not On The Ballot (courtesy of Swistle)

November 5, 2009 at 9:54 am | In Uncategorized | 1 Comment
Thank you, Swistle, for posting this on your blog!!
 
 
I'm re-posting it below as well because it is rad, but you should go to her blog, because she's awesome.
 
Not On the Ballot
 
Here are some of the things I think there's more than one way to think about, and everyone can make their own decisions—no agreement necessary from one person to the next:
  • what to eat
  • how and where a baby should sleep
  • bottle-feeding vs. breastfeeding
  • what religion to follow
  • public school vs. private school vs. homeschooling
  • whether to participate in advanced education
  • alcohol consumption, yea or nay
  • premarital sex, yea or nay
  • whether to use birth control
  • whether to have children
  • whether to marry
  • fixed-rate vs. variable-rate mortgage
  • how clean to keep the house
  • a good name for a baby

Here are some things I think there's more than one way to think about, but that a community needs to make a decision about as a whole—not deciding "right" from "wrong," but just deciding for consistency what can be done when:

  • driving age
  • truancy age
  • drinking age
  • marrying age
  • voting age
  • speed limits
  • public park curfews

Here are some of the things I think there is only one way to think about and are not open for community vote, because human beings have not been given that kind of power over other human beings:

  • whether skin color changes a person's rights
  • whether ethnic origin changes a person's rights
  • whether sex changes a person's rights
  • whether sexual orientation changes a person's rights

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Despite A Small Success, I’m Feeling Blue Today

November 4, 2009 at 12:04 pm | In Uncategorized | 2 Comments
There’s nothing really cohesive about this post. Just bear with me. Or, you know, don’t.
 
Last night I set my alarm for 5:00 am, as I have for the past two weeks, with the notion that I would get up and do cardio this morning, which I have skipped for the past two weeks. This morning, however, I got up! At 5 am! And did my cardio! It was glorious, I have to admit. The workout itself was nothing to write home about (or blog about, ya know?) as it was just a 3.25 mile jog on the treadmill, but it was exercise and it was done this morning and I consider it a small success for today.
 
I was also able to walk the dogs at 5 am (before heading to the fitness center) and cloak my dog from the judging eyes of neighbors who leave early for work. Because no one leaves at 5 am for work, at least not where we live. At 6, though, the time that I usually take them, there are plenty of people outside checking us out. It sucks having to hide my baby girl in the dark and not be able to take her to the dog park, the one right there in the community where she has happily played with people and other dogs and never, ever been aggressive simply because some douche-fuckface-asshole thinks she is an “aggressive breed.” I want to punch that person in the face. Repeatedly.
 
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I skipped grocery shopping this week to save money. I’m running out of pantry ideas to feed HP. Fortunately tonight is Date Night which means he’s taking me out to dinner! Hooray! Do you think I could make faux crab cakes with canned tuna? Because that might be what he gets tomorrow night. Saturday he’s going to be golfing most of the day and I think I’m going to head to BJs and check out a membership and see if I can save money that way.
 
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There’s been no response to the eloquent follow-up email I sent yesterday to the dude with whom I interviewed on Friday (and did I mention that I kicked that interview’s ass? Because I did.)
 
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We’re leaving in four weeks to head to Seattle and boarding the dogs is going to cost over $1,000. This is causing me a great deal of stress.
 
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The ice chewer behind my cube wall (who, by the way, I have never seen in person. I only know her voice and her INFURIATING CHEWING SOUNDS) also chews her food with her mouth open. MOUTH OPEN. Who the fuck chews with their mouth open? It’s disgusting.
 
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Three tenured, full time employees have come to me this morning with different questions about processes, troubleshooting problems, and computer issues. I have been here less than three weeks and make $14/ hr. With no insurance. I’m able to answer their questions because I AM SMART AND A FAST LEARNER AND POSSESS CRITICAL THINKING SKILLS. This frustrates me.*
 
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This is kind of a grouchy post I suppose but, meh, you can see that I’m feeling a bit blue, no? 
*I should note that I am EXTREMELY grateful for the temp work at $14/hour! And I have no problem working hard and doing what has to be done to make ends (almost) meet. But, you know, there’s no GROWTH in temping – it’s just about “waiting it out.” I’m grateful but, yes, I’m frustrated.
 

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I Can’t Be The Only One Who Finds This Rude

November 3, 2009 at 12:31 pm | In Uncategorized | Leave a Comment
In addition to the Great Ice Chewer of 2009 sitting on the other side of this cube wall, directly across from me is a petri dish of a woman who has spent the last week coughy a phlegmy cough, blowing a runny nose, spraying nasal spray, and just generally personifying Sick.
 
There was one day last week when her supervisor told her to go home because of her illness but she's been back every day since. COME ON LADY AND JUST GO HOME ALREADY. Look, I'm not saying I want her to go home because it's annoying listening to her weezing and blowing (even though it is.) This is a salaried employ with sick days. Or personal days, or vacation, work from home, or whatever. Take the damn time out of the office before you spread your ails on the rest of us, some of us not being lucky enough to have health insurance! Gawd!
 
So, um, yeah. There's that. Also, I am sore from last night's workout and I am currently starving but trying to hold off at least another 15 minutes before I dive into my head salad.
 
That is all.

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This Type of Exhaustion Isn’t Normal

November 2, 2009 at 10:48 am | In Uncategorized | 1 Comment
I’m experiencing a fatigue that I’ve never felt in my life. For the past couple of weeks I’ve been so tired, so unbelievable tired, that I spend most of my day thinking about crawling back in bed. It’s gotten worse in the last week and last night I fell asleep on the couch at 8. I passed (again) on the gym this morning (but my bag is packed for a post-work showing) so I slept until 6. That’s ten hours and right now I’m on my second mug of green tea and all I want to do is crawl under the desk and sleep.
 
I do not like feeling this way. I don’t have any real diagnosis except to think that maybe I’ve got a little bug or something. Still, it’s annoying. And tiring. And I just yawned, for reals.
 
I did finally get my haircut yesterday and it was the most anxiety ridden hair cut experience ever, in the history of hair cuts. Due to budgetary constraints (read: being broke) I couldn’t go to the salon. Pardon my snobbiness here, I know it’s going to be dripping off this paragraph, but I went to Hair Cuttery and I was terrified. I walked in and told the receptionist I needed a trim and I was accompanied to the chair by a woman who didn’t really speak English. Don’t get me wrong, I have no problem with someone who doesn’t speak English cutting my hair, provided that my desires can be accurately communicated. When she held her hair to my shoulder I almost bolted. I envisioned myself just running right out of the store. Instead, I calmly (read: frantically) held up my fingers motioning VERY CLEARLY that TWO INCHES – TWOOOO INCHESS. Cut TO HERE.
 
She also was about to cut my hair without even combing the part. It was all the jagged and uneven and I was like “um, can I fix my part before you start cutting?” Because, DUDE.
 
The cuts are a little blunt and the layering isn’t perfect but overall it’s a decent enough haircut and for $37 including tip it’s most definitely the least expensive haircut I’ve ever had. The bottom line is that the dead ends are cut off, there are no random chunks of hair missing, and shit, it’ll grow back.
 
Have I mentioned that I’m tired? Because I’m going to just stare at the computer for a while now and hope that  constitutes “looking busy.”
 

 

 

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I’m Not Too Old For Rollercoasters

October 31, 2009 at 8:36 pm | In Uncategorized | Leave a Comment

I was going to tell you the story about my interview on Friday, and how before the interview I was going to hit the gym, except I went outside and my car battery was DEAD and I’m not even kidding. So I called HP to come home from work and jump start my car, and then drive to the auto parts store to buy a new battery and then went and aced my interview.

I guess I did tell you, what do ya know?

And then I got home from acing my interview and had to meet with the property management company because all residents received a notice that “it has come to our attention that some residents are in violation of our pet policy” and then proceeded to list all of the restricted breeds including Rottweilers, natch, and that even MIXES that include those RESTRICTED, AGGRESSIVE breeds must be removed.

Do I even need to tell you about the stress I was feeling? For reals, yo, I almost threw up before we left. And as we were walking out the door HP looked at me and said YOU CANNOT BE CRYING YET. WE’RE NOT LEAVING UNTIL YOU PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER. So I took a minute and went down and I’m not going to incriminate myself by telling you how we’re going to skirt this issue. Let’s just say, we’ll be flying under the radar and walking the dogs mostly when it’s dark. Eesh.

I really need this job so that I can start banking some savings in case we have to pick up and move unexpectedly KNOCK ON WOOD.

Anyway, today we went to King’s Dominion and road every roller coaster in the park (except for the one that was closed.) I was the wuss of the group because even though I love roller coasters, I don’t love the front row. The very, very front row where HP and our two friends wanted to sit. So HP and Sandy took turns having to sit with me in the second row. Whatevs.

And now we’re going to sit back, watch the game, eat pizza and drink beer. Hey, I might be on this health kick where 80% of my meals consist of greens but, you know, it’s Halloween.

Boo.

Hair Drama

October 29, 2009 at 1:10 pm | In Uncategorized | Leave a Comment
I'm at that stage of needing a haircut where all I can think about is how I need a haircut. Like, obsessing about my hair in such a deluded fashion that I imagine people on the Metro thinking to themselves "wow that girl's hair is really bad, she needs a haircut." This is both narcissistic and absurd. There are homeless people on the metro! I'm a regular fashion model for crying out loud!*
 
Still, I want a haircut and I'm going to do something I haven't done in two decades: cut more than an inch off. I know, I am so lame and insecure and I use my hair as some kind of security blanket to hide behind, which is funny because my hair isn't really all that great. It's ok, and I've had my share of good hair days but for reals, yo, it's nothing worth hiding behind. Still, yeah, I'm insecure and my locks are comforting but let's face it: I'm too old to be rocking hair past my bra strap. Aren't I?
 
All of that hair drama to say that I'm going to cut two inches off the length. You feel let down, don't you?
 
I've been seeing an inordinate number of really short men lately. I don't know if it's because I'm in a more urban, populated area (um, actually I do know that is precisely the reason: I've been seeing more people in general) but whatever the reason there they are: men under 5'5". I don't really have anything else to say about that other than, dude, that's a short guy.
 
So I did make it to the gym last night although I only did 40 minutes of cardio (stepmill of horror!) and then went home. HP's back was STILL bothering him and he was chillin' on the couch with the yoggies and, let's be real, I just want to go home and curl up on the couch with him. So I did. But tonight I will do shoulders and back and knock out a little more cardio. It's all good in tha hood.
 
 
*I am not even remotely a fashion model, nor do I aspire to be one.

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Warm Breakfast Goodness

October 29, 2009 at 9:05 am | In Uncategorized | 3 Comments

I promise that it tastes better than it looks. I had to make my food for today this morning because I never got around to it last night. I plopped a blob of almond butter in the bottom of the tupperware* bowl, added little cubes of apple, doused in cinnamon, topped with oats and put the lid on. When I got to the office I added boiling hot water from the coffee machine – you know the spout that you use for tea? – and put the lid back on for a few minutes. Ta da! Warm, autumn, delicious breakfast!

Don’t you like the print on that bowl? It’s the only piece of tupperware that HP had before we moved in together.

*Tupperware is a brand name. What is the generic term for what Tupperware is? Resealable, plastic container? That’s lame.

Things I Do Not Love Right Now

October 28, 2009 at 12:38 pm | In Uncategorized | 2 Comments
I know, I’m just a posting FOOL today, right?
 
Maybe all that getting-back-into-the-gym-after-being-sloth-for-two-weeks has boosted my energy! Or something. Maybe I’m just bored. Either way, LUCKY YOU.
 
Don’t let this post make you think I’m not still doing all that optimism stuff, because I am. Positive thinking and all. Having faith and rolling with the punches. I feel like I should do jazz hands when I say that. Regardless*, ** I am still not loving a few things right now:
 
–I am totally NOT LOVING the woman on the other side of this cube wall who, every damn day, chews ice. Loudly. With her mouth open. It makes me feel stabby.
 
–This rain. Not because of the rain itself. I actually don’t mind the rain. I just don’t love walking in it because I do not have the proper footwear. Walking the dogs in the muddy grass blows goats. Especially in our community because it’s not really grass so much as a Mud Pit. Also, walking to and from the metro without rainboots is obnoxious. Yesterday I wore heels, today boots. The boots were a better alternative but still rather sucky.
 
–I do not love that I am flip flopping on spending the $15 at Target for rainboots. I mean, COME ON. $15? (EDITED: I was wrong, they are $25!!)  For practical, useful, needed footwear? That I will use over and over? And yet…still wavering. See below.
 
–And that brings me to, of course, not loving not having a real income. I am thankful for the temping, especially the past couple of weeks that have provided me a steady 40 hours per week but STILL. It is frustrating, and stressful. I have an interview Friday, fingers crossed!
 
*I used to think that “irregardless” was a real word. In 2001 I was in an interview and used the word “irregardless” and the gentleman (the CEO of the company) interrupted me to explain that the proper term was “regardless” and that there is no such word as “irregardless.” He was correct, of course (I looked it up when I got home), and now it is a major pet peeve of mine when I hear people say “irregardless.” I always have to resist the urge to correct them, because I don’t want to be a douche.
 
**When using an asterik or footnote like that, does the comma go before or after the asterik? I will have to look it up. I won’t think you’re a douche if I’ve done it wrong and you correct me.

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