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~LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT...KIND OF LIKE PLAYDOUGH~We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.
July 03 Uh...I don't knowSo were down to 1 puppy right now. Oddly enough, it's the male that is still available. The past few litters we have had, the Males were the first to go. Now at first I thought maybe it's because he is so much bigger than the females, longer hair than the female maybe? It seems all the calls we have had the people only want a female. That's alright. He is by far cutier and MUCH more well behaved than the females. He is a snuggle bug too. He just wants you to hold and love on him. He puts his furry little face into your neck and just stays there. He will stay there hours if you let him. I HEART HIM!
Last night we sold the last female. Now this guy just seemed a bit off. He did not want to haggle over the price which made it easier for Alan and I. Alan's mom has these puppies priced pretty high, so as to weed out the trash that would not care for a puppy properly. You have to want a puppy pretty darn badly to pay this much money. Anyway, Alan must have explained to this guy how to get to us 100 times. I mean all he had to do was connect the darn dots and BOOM he would have been at our place. We quickly figured out why he could not find us. HE WAS HAMMERED! He must have went swimming in alcohol before he came over. He had his girlfriend driving, she barely spoke english and she looked like a cross dressing japanese/philipino hooker. Not only did he smell but she did too. Sorry for her she did not smell like alcohol, but more like she had a RAGING YEASITE GOING ON. ((shuddering))
He was basicly just jumping all around the place, could not stay still and feeding us what I felt was a whole lot of bullshit. He told us of his intentions with this puppy. Now, I am not sure if they really do this in Africa or not. I need to reseach it actually. But he told us he plans on using this puppy to hunt large game cats in Africa. He hunts a lot abroad. According to him, In Africa they will shoot a large cat such as a panther or lion, they send the Jack Russell out on the blood trail. Then shortly after they send the Jack Russell out they will send a pack of Rottweilers out after the Jack Russell. The Rotts will protect the Jack Russell from things that will eat it. HUH? Yeah..that is what I was thinking. I did not feel comfortable at all selling this puppy to him. I told Alan as much too. He just seemed like this puppy was going to be a novelty to him and once the whole puppy cutieness wore off, the puppy would be abandoned and forgotten.
When we came in from working on the house and I went to feed us something, Alan did not want to eat. He said he did not feel good to his stomach. He was worried about that puppy, the more he has thought about it, the more he just does not feel right about that guy. Now this guy had never had a puppy or dog before according to him. So this was all very new. Alan and I are hoping that the guy realizes he got himself in to deep and calls us to give the puppy back. In the mean time, If I come up with a good reason, other than I think he is a freak and his girfriend needs some Diflucan. I might just call him and try to get this puppy back!
Happy 4th everyone!
July 02 There once was.....a mother in-law that cried WOLF! SOB this woman pisses me off! You know something? I know better than to trust the words that come out of her mouth! I FREAKING KNOW BETTER! I know not to repeat something she has said and I did it anyway! The sad part about most of the things she says is that she, does not know any better or different. She lies so much, so often and with such intensity that she does not even know she lies anymore and she in fact believes her own lies. She is a pathological liar.
Alan's dad did not have a heart attack. He has not had any heart attacks that they know of. He did go to the hospital in case he was having a heart attack. That much is true. However, he did not stay in the hospital. According to the liar, I mean my MIL she said they told him that he needed to change his ways or he would have a heart attack. The pain in his chest he was having was kind of like a warning sign before the real heart attack happens. Well sure, that makes sense. So what was the pain he had that made him break out into a cold sweat? HEART BURN! SEVERE HEART BURN. Which according to my MIL is a heart attack. You get heart burn before you have a heart attack. So if indeed the liar, I mean my MIL, gosh I keep doing that, is right, then most of us have had a heart attack at some point in our lives. Did I mention she has an 8th grade education which is equal to a doctorate where she comes from. Heart burn means heart attack. Every cariologist knows that right? GRRRR!!!!!!
Alan's dad does need to change his eating habits. They all do. They eat 95% of their meals from fast food places and what does get cooked at home is very very unhealthy. HOWEVER,in Greg's defense he does work physically hard every single day, moving, walking. lifting. He works from sun up till sun down. He is not over weight at all. Heck, he is over 50 has a six pack for abs and has bigger fore arms than Alan does. He is pretty ripped for a 50 year old bald dude. LOL! So, at least he burns a lot of what he does eat off. PLUS, he eats maybe twice a day if he is lucky. Most of the time, it's only lunch. So it's not like his intake is 7000 calories and 500 grams of fat.
So I vow to not repeat my MIL words unless I am going to verify indeed she is telling the truth or quote her out of sub context to make fun of her! HMPH! July 01 That's FunnySomebody typed in the words "PLAY DOUGH NIPPLES" and found my site. That cracks me up. Not nearly as funny as some of the other ways people have found my site and not nearly as funny as other blogers sites have been found. However, today I find this just plain funny.
Maybe it's because I have the giggles already today. I will totally blame my new favorite morning drink for the giggles. Mountain Dew Voltage, Raspberry Dew with Ginseng. YUMMY! Never in my mind would I have ever thought I would become a SODA in the morning person! NEVER! Now that, I fully blame Alan for. He has been a terrible influence on my eatting habits. I have never given into what others do, peer pressure or other wise before. But for some reason Alan screws me up! LOL! That's my story and I am sticking to it!
Back to the DEW. This stuff gives me the giggles. Why? No clue! Yes it does have a bit of caffeine in it. BUT NOTHING compared to my 10-12 cups of coffee a day habit. Yes, I am almost a pot a day drinker! SHOCKING! (boo, hiss..suckit alright) The ginseng? Whatever, so it all must be in my mind right? I mean..it has to be! I get about half way through the can and start thinking everything is kind of funny. Namely myself and the converstaions I tend to have more of with myself. Odd? Yeah, kind of scary more like it. I caught myself talking to myself while driving this morning. Namely talking to other drivers, doing stupid voices and making fun of the radio commericals and the voices they were using. Then using the radio voices to make fun of the people driving and walking around me. Then laughing that I was doing this, then realizing I was laughing at myself doing these things. Does that all make sense? Don't worry about it. The point is..I am a mess. You knew that already didn't you?
So you add in the DEW the COFFEE and I can still plop down on this desk right this minute and fall asleep. I might shake in my sleep the entire time but I will be sleeping. I can prove this cause I closed my eyes a moment ago while peeing and started to doze off.
Oh..and Alan's mom called last night around 11:15 to tell us his dad had a heart attack and this was most likely the 2nd one he has had in a week!
The joy of it all!
Makes me giggle!!!!!
I should state that I am not giggling that Alan's dad had a heart attack. I like him a lot, he is the only normal one out of them all. I am however laughing that so many things are happening at once good, bad and otherwise that all once can do right now is laugh. If I don't you might find me in a corner hitting my head against the wall, rocking back and forth and laughing! June 26 Speedy Post
June 24 For The Fun Of It Our fellow blogger Hillary a few months ago made a comment about some pictures I have up in my albums. She asked if the pictures of the pond at my in-laws house in Gallup was my land where I am building my house. I had forgotten to answer her question until today. So I decided I would also post a few pictures of what the surrounding area/lots that are for sale look like. As well as the listing information from the Real Estate company. So just for fun, here ya go!
Peralta Farms Offer Beautiful Lush Acres With Scenic Building Sites For The Equestrian At Heart. Still Available Are 2 3-acre Sites With Amazing Views, Underground Utilities,Irrigation Plus A Roping Size Arena For Home Owners Use. Restricted To 2000sq.Ft. Or Larger Custom Homes.
I apparently need to be more specific in this entry for everyone. I am not building my house on the same land that has the pond, the land that belongs to my inlaws in Gallup, 2 hours away from where I live in Peralta. I would drown myself in that pond before I would live that close to mylaws, the below pictures are of the LAND where I live in Peralta where there is no pond. Sorry for the confusion guys. Oh..and I answered Hilary on her own blog about her asking if that pond is where I am building my house. Again, I apologize.
        June 23 Need a nap??Guys I started this entry last week. Two of the times my compooper froze. Actually it did the 3rd time as well. BUT...some how my compooper accounting software fixed something and oddly enough, it appeared where I had once thought I saved it! So here it is...WARNING..IF YOU NEED A NAP THIS BLOG IS FOR YOU. IF YOUR TRYING TO STAY AWAKE..DON'T READ IT! LOL!!! I am not really sure where to start this. I was struggling in the earlier entry as to where I should begin and what to say and what to leave out and even what form I should say it all in. Story, bullets, all ran together randomly. I guess it was better I lost the entry anyway now that I think about it. Let’s start with Tuesday morning. Alan had received a text from his mom saying that Kelsey, his cousin had been killed in a car accident. After Alan sent me the text I ended up calling him. Alan and I had been talking to Kelsey lately about her moving here and going to college. I was deeply concerned as to whether or not her 10 month old daughter Avery was in the car with her. Whether she was alright or not? Alan did not know at the time, he had not asked his mom and she had said nothing about the baby. Later in the day Alan spoke to his mom again and asked about the baby. His mom told him that it was not the twin that had the baby last year it was the other one, the one going to school in Wilburton. In that case that would be Kayla who was killed in the accident. Late Tuesday night Alan speaks to his mom again and she tells him that they are holding a memorial service for Kayla on Friday in Oklahoma and then they will bury her in VanderWagen next to her brother and grandfather at the family cemetery. Alan and I think we are off the hook about going back east for services. Wednesday morning a little after 7am, Alan’s dad Greg, calls and says he is just 20 mins from our house, he will be there shortly. Alan asks him "for what?" Greg tells him to pick him up to ride with him and his brother. Alan said, "I thought they were burying her out here?" Greg tells him NO and that the services are Friday at 8am. Alan tells his dad that he can not go right now, he has to work today. They talk about a few other things house related and job related and hang up. Out of that conversation it turns into, ALAN IS NOT GOING AT ALL. So the phone calls begin about what a horrible person he is, that I am, selfish for putting the house first, jobs have to let us go it’s against the law if they don’t (his mom told him that, retard) then finally it turned into, TRISH IS NOT LETTING ALAN GO. Alan’s mom and sister concocted a story that his grandma wanted him there because she was planning something that she needed HIM there. We later found out that was a lie and his sister admitted to it before we left. Regardless, we were planning on going, but we needed to know WHEN THE SERVICES WERE AND WHERE. In Oklahoma, New Mexico, Thursday, Friday, WHAT? Nobody could tell us and everyone back there was not answering his phone calls. Wednesday afternoon Alan speaks to his sister, they still do not know if they will have services Friday or maybe Saturday now because some people can not make it by Friday. Alan speaks to her about the accident. They still don’t know for sure what happened. Alan uses Kayla’s name and his sister tells him it was Kelsey that died. Alan asked what is going to happen to the baby now? His sister said nothing and asked why? They spoke a bit more and she tells him that Kelsey is not the one with the baby, Kayla is the one with the baby. (We know it’s not Kayla that has the baby) Alan tells her no Kelsey has the baby. She says she is pretty sure it’s Kayla , she sitting right beside her right now. Alan hangs up the phone. We did not get to leave until Thursday morning. Alan had to work late Wednesday night. He did not get out of work till after 8:30. So we ended up leaving at 7:30 Thursday morning. Before we got to Oklahoma his grandma had called and told us that a family friend had brought their travel trailer over to an RV park they were staying at and we no longer needed to get a hotel 50 miles away from where everyone would be. That was a huge relief, saved us a lot of money right there. This travel trailer was so nice and HUGE compared to what Alan and I have. His grandmas is a little rinky dink cheapo compared to this one. They kept calling her’s MOTEL 6 and Alan and I’s the MARRIOTT. Cracked me up too cause, we had TWO ROOMS with beds in ours and all of them still insisted on stuffing themselves in her trailer. Suit yourselves! When we got there it was late. We headed to Alan’s other grandparents house first. Alan’s dad, brother and sister were over there. We visited with them for a while and then left. We then went to Alan’s aunts house. His aunt was asleep with the baby at the time but we were able to determine that it was KELSEY, the one that HAS THE BABY that passed. Breaks my heart. Poor Avery! To only have had her momma for a short 10 months of her life. Better to have known her mom for that short time than never at all. Still, it was just so heart breaking. There were huge, beautiful pictures of her everywhere. Her uncle and step dad, the only dad she has ever really known were making a slide show of her life when we got there. Makes my throat swell up just thinking about it. Kelsey was only 18. She would have been 19 in July. Alan’s aunt Debbie has had to bury a child before. I can not imagine what she feels like having to bury not 1 but now 2 of her children. NO PARENT AND I MEAN NO PARENT should ever have to bury a child. Especially due to something so tragic. The first child she had to bury, Alan’s cousin Justin, was only 4 years old. Debbie was on her way to home from work, she was about 5 mins from the house. She was late getting off from work and her husband at the time needed to be at work. The twins were 9 at the time, old enough to be alone for a few mins and watch over their brother. Justin was supposedly napping when Glen left for work, the girls were watching TV. Justin had woke up and went outside and was playing with his trucks behind Glens truck. He was in such a hurry to leave he did not notice Justin and ran him over. In such a hurry he ran him over and did not know it and kept going. Debbie pulled up to find Justin. It was to late. His tiny head had been run over, crushing his skull. The part where Alan's cousins live in Oklahoma is a rural one. Most of Oklahoma kind of is anyway in my opinion. Where the accident occurred was about a 30 minute drive from the nearest hospital on one lane, winding mountain roads. The ambulances out there are volunteer. They have more of a basic training. Nothing like an EMT in a larger city. Right after the accident happened, about 5 mins Kelsey’s uncle Tom happened on the accident. She was alive and complaining her leg hurt her. Tom said it was clearly broken. It took about 20 mins for an ambulance to get to them. She was to be transported to McAlester regional. On the way there she was complaining she could not breathe. They got her to the hospital within an hour of the accident. At the hospital they were going to stabilize her then Life Flight to Tulsa. Life flight had been dispatched and was on it’s way. In the mean time she coded. This is where it gets a bit sketchy, either McAlester regional did not check for internal bleeding or could not check for it, nobody could tell me. I asked Debbie’s good friend Todd if there was medical negligence in this all or a possible law suit. He said..It is possible. GRRR!!! You know I understand being in the back woods of the mountains and being far away from good medical attention. That is a risk you take by living in those areas unfortunately. It’s not like in the pan handle of OK where it’s easy to bring a helicopter in. This is deep in the mountains. There was no where to land Life Flight. But if this hospital failed to assess her correctly because she went in there talking and joking and they assumed! Well you better believe your ass I would be suing some people! Services ended up being on Saturday at 10am. That was the longest funeral I have ever been to in my entire life. I kid you not! It was almost 2pm before we even left the High School where the services were held to go in the procession to the cemetery at Sardis Lake. This was one of the most beautiful cemeteries too. Overlooking the lake in the mountians. Beautiful! Not to mention, Sardis being one of the places Kelsey loved to be. Out on the jet-skis, water skiing, wake boarding or just tanning. The services continued for about 30 more minutes at the cemetery. Alan's aunt Debbie asked her immediate family to stay with her and be by her side while Kelsey was lowered into the ground. It was close to 4pm by the time we were headed over to the little church where the dinner was. Alan and I were drenched with sweat and decided to stop by our trailer to change our clothes and pick up the wedding album and the lap top that had the house pictures on it before going to the dinner. After the dinner we had promised his other grandparents we would come by and show them our pictures. It saved us an extra 30 mins of driving back and forth. By the time we got to the dinner, everything was put up food wise. Not even some cookies. Now, this is not a place where you can even stop off at a gas station and pick up a bag of chips easily. That is how rual we are talking. We stayed and visited for a little while. Alan's aunt Debbie loaded us up with flowers and plants from the funeral. More than we needed to bring back home and she wanted to give us more but we simply did not have the room. We then headed over to Alan's other grandparents house that live in Talihina and visited with them. We tried to do it quickly but that did not work. They wanted to talk and talk and talk. Normally this would have been fine, but the fact Alan and I were past the 24 hour mark without food. I was ready to be out of there and back to Debbies where I knew there was food. Once we got to Debbies, they told us to go eat. Happily Alan and I went into the kitchen. We were told there was a brand new lasagna in the oven. I opened the oven to get it out, it was hot, but uh...MOLDY! I mean MOLDY! Alan's grandma came in and told us it would be fine cause it had been heated, the heat kills the germs. UH...NO! I am not eating moldy food heated or not! I have no desire to have the runs while driving home the next day! There was lots of deserts and some pasta salad left. I ate pasta salad and Alan ate 1/2 a cake! NICE Sunday we got on the road about 8:30 way later than I wanted to be leaving. I had gotten up earlier in the morning and had run down the road to dounut place and got us some donuts and me some coffee. Alan was to to be packing up our stuff so we could leave at 7. I returned to Alan not being at our trailer and nothing packed. I packed all our stuff, took the food and drink that was in our fridge over to the MOTEL 6 and packed the entire Jeep up, then cleaned up the trailer. Alan was still gone. So I waited and waited and waited! Finally about 8:20 him and his grandma walked up the road together. I was pissed off to say the least but kept my calm, I mean after all I had already eatin the woman to shreds only 2 nights before. She had taken him for a walk to talk to him about ME! Hmph! Alan took it all in stride, but he did tell me that she was upset at him and told him he needed to get a divorce from me as fast as he could and she would pay for the divorce,just to get one fast. She even offered to pay the entire mortgage on the house if he filled for divorce from me! HMPH! Alan told all this to me on the way home. I found it super funny! I told him, lets get the divorce. She never said that I could not still live or be with you. Lets have her pay the house off but we will remain together. That would really piss her off! LOL! Anyway..we got home and our puppy dog Justin was so very happy to see us. We had a great time really,even with the family drama and the tragic death of Kelsey. It was a much needed break and mini vacation. I will blog again about the story with Alan's brother and Grandma.
June 16 One PieceWe made it back from Oklahoma in one piece. We both had a good time I think. We enjoyed ourselves, even though it was for a tragic reason to be out there. It was GOOD for Alan and I mentally and physically. We left everyone except for Alans grandma and his brother in one piece as well. His brother and grandma..well..I ripped them to shreds, chewed umm up and spit them out! HA! Teach them to mess with me! LOL!!! Muhahaha! More on that story to come!
Just thought I would let you guys know were back and in full swing on this goofy house building again.
Toodles! June 11 Strikes AgainTragedy has struck again. This time it’s on Alan’s side of the family. His 19 year old cousin was killed in a head on collision yesterday morning in Oklahoma. Unfortunately, she was at fault. Her car crossed the center line and she hit two older women. The older women are alright and stable thankfully. At this point we don’t know what or why she crossed that center line. She was on her way to take a nursing exam yesterday morning. She planned on becoming a rural nurse out in the area she lives in. Something they need very badly out there. Alan and I will be leaving tonight to Oklahoma. Once we get off work, we will pack our stuff and head out. We plan to drive to Amarillo tonight and spend the night there, then get up early and head the rest of the way into Oklahoma. The drive is right at 14 hours. If we leave tomorrow morning even as early as 6am we would still not be there till 8pm. The funeral is at 8am Friday morning. Friday the 13th. What a sad sad day to bury a child. This will be the 2nd child Alan’s aunt has had to bury. I can not even imagine what it would feel like to bury not 1 but now 2 of your children. Alan’s cousin was also a twin. The surviving twin is unconsolable from what I understand. Alan’s Dad and brother are already there in Oklahoma. Alan and I are getting harassed like you would not believe that we are not there already as well. We should have packed up and been there by now! Blah blah blah! Well, I want to be there. I honestly do. But we have jobs we have to get in order, a freaking house that is NOT FINISHED AND THE BANK DEADLINE is coming up on our ass’s faster than we can put out the flames. Not to mention the money. We have very little money left after paying the stupid fine from the last deadline we did not make. We need the money that is in our savings accounts to close on the house and we can not put a single dime on any credit cards right now until the house is closed on. The cost of gas and a hotel is not going to be cheap. Sure we can stay in a 19ft travel trailer with 4 other people. UHHH..NO! My 25ft trailer would not fit that many, how the hell would a 19ft trailer fit us all. Not to mention. NO RUNNING WATER. That means no showering, or potty. Uh..NO! I will gladly pay the freaking $ 100.00 a night hotel room. Amazing how a small town can charge so much for a hotel room! I about shit my drawers hearing the prices! The under 100.00 hotels are sold out. I swear between the house, money, a death and Hannah Montana shoes I am about ready to check into a mental asylum. Talk to you guys when I return! June 06 Forgive MeI ask in advance that all of you forgive me for this rant I am about to let loose. I can hear all of your comments coming at me already but, I'm gonna let this one spew out of me anyway.
First off I know that I am not a fat person. I also know I am not skinny by any means. I know that just because a person weighs a certian amount that does not make them FAT or SKINNY.
That being said, Is it me, that clothes makers are getting bigger and bigger with their sizes? Is it possible that the places I just happen to shop because A) I can afford the clothes, B) I like the clothes happen to be the makers that are now making their clothes bigger and bigger. Granted some of the places I tend to shop are linked or sister stores shall we say, so at those stores larger sizes will go hand in hand at times.
Same goes with shoes. I admit I have smaller feet. I like having smaller feet too. Or as Amy has commented to me before.."how do you balance yourself being so tall and having itty bitty feet". LOL! I have always worn a 5 1/2 sometimes if I'm lucky a 6. (Nine West heels tend to be a 6) Running shoes..the opposite. I wear nothing but Nike and Addias running shoes. I have to buy KIDS shoes when I need running shoes. 4.5Y is my size!
Today, I had a lunch free to myself. What to do, what to do? I get this brialliant idea I will go see what I can spend some birthday money on. I have been looking for shoes to go with these skirts I own for well over 3 years now. I do not want heels, wedges, espardilles or whatever those freaking shoes are called. Heels are by far to dressy, wedges and esp-oh whatever the fudge they are callled are to big and chunky for my feet. You stick a huge freakin shoe like that on a foot like mine and I might as well be wearing the box, they look THAT DUMB!
I decided to look at this ALL KINDS OF SHOES FOR THE FAMILY type shoe place that I had never been. I walk around, find lots of cute shoes I don't need of course, and find not 1 but 2 pairs of shoes I think will work for these skirts. Look for my size and they do not have my size in one pair, the lady tells me they only start at a size 6. Great! I try it anyway and of course it's ginormous. On to the next pair. This shoe does not do 1/2 sizes, well alrighty then, but they do have a 5! I get excited, put the shoe on and within moments know..TO BIG. I try to walk around a bit to make sure. NOPE! TO BIG! I think, well mabye some idoit with a fat foot stretched that one out. The lady goes and gets me another box, Nope both the left and the right are falling off and flopping around on my foot.
I give up, but on my way out I walk by the little girl shoes and think of my nieces. I stop and look at some shoes for them and happen to see a pair of shoes that I think are kind of cute, all except the butterfly dingle dangle thingy. I take a better look at these shoes and think..hmph..they could work with those skirts. Not at all what I was thinking. I wonder....I look through the boxes to SIZE up just how big a 4 in little girls is. Hmph! Take my shoe off, drop this kids shoe on the floor and PRESTO! It fits! OH GOOD GRAVY! I wear a freaking kids shoe! I take my other shoe off and try on the other side. NOT HALF BAD. I put them back in the box and continue looking at other shoes for my nieces. In the back of my head thinking..IS THAT BUTTERFLY DINGLE DANGLY thing that obvious? Does it really look that much like a kid shoe. They really would work and for the price if I only wear them this summer that's fine, plus I would just be wearing them to work, my guys here would not notice if I wore a hefty cinch sack to work daily, not unless if fell off me! I go back to that isle, take my shoes off again and try them on again. Well, I ended up buying them and so help me GOD if any of you make fun of me for wearing shoes that have HANNAH MONTANA ON THE BOX I WILL KICK EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOUR ASSES! TWICE!!!!
Alrighty then, so I am feeling pretty good. I got me some new shoes to go with these skirts, its sunny outside and the weather is nice, I got my smoothie in my hand and I get another BRIGHT IDEA. Lets see if we can find some jean shorts, that I have been in need of for about 2 years now. I go into this store and look around. The jean shorts are simply not going to do. Not my style at all, but I did find a pair of Linen bermuda shorts I really like and the price..OUTSTANDING! At this place I know I wear a size 2. I look and look and look through the rack and found 1 pair in a size 2. I get excited. I'm going to buy clothes today, YIPPIE SKIPPY! I see a shirt on the other side that would look SWEET with these shorts and it just so happens my new shoes are going to look good with these clothes. I head back to the fitting room and begin stippin down. I take the shorts off the hanger and look at them. Uh..they look kind of big. Huh! I un-button, hook and zip them and slip them on. GOOD GOLLY THEY ARE HUGE! Buttoned, hooked and zipped they are falling off me. The shirt XS, looks like a freakin night gown on me! I know the shirt is out of the question, they don't make shirts in an XXS at this place, but I did happen to see a ZERO in the shorts over there. The fitting lady asks me if I need anything. I ask her for the shorts in a ZERO. She goes and gets them and I try those on. This time I did not even un-button, un-zip or un-hook them first. I just tried pulling them right up and RIGHT UP they went! One light tug and they fall to the ground! SOB!
For the record, this should not be happening in my opinion. I weigh 120lbs for petes sake! Somebody who is smaller than a freakin ZERO should weigh like 90lbs. Yes, muscle outweighs fat, I know this. But I don't have muscle in my ass! I got jelly and that shit that sitcks to SPAM when it comes out of the can in my ass and thighs for that matter! I have stopped shopping at Gap because I can not fit into the clothes. I can't buy shoes at Kohls in the womans department cause their sizes start at 6 and up! I have to special order my jeans and PAY MORE money because they are special order AND I have to pay for the extra 2 inches I need. Good luck finding jeans off the rack. When I want Capri's I don't buy Capri's I just buy my size in the waist if it's at a store that does not use inseam as well in their sizing, the waiting for the flood look comes with the pants!
I GIVE UP! June 05 Fly ByHello My Friends~
This is going to be short if only for the reason that my boss is out of the office right now and I have the chance to take a much needed nap.
But I had to share this with you. Today it's a bit windy outside. I work near the University of New Mexico. I was driving back from having lunch with Alan and was sitting at a red light waiting for the green so I could turn. I was watching a girl on her bicycle cross the intersection. She had just crossed to the other side and was on the side walk, when a huge gust of wind came up and it blew her right over! I was laughing so hard! Right into the bushes! She stood up, brushed herself off a bit, looked at her hands, looked around her and got back on her bike. She began ridding again. By this time I had made my turn and was coming up behind her. A moment later the wind kicked up and blew her over AGAIN! This time right on top of the bus stop bench. PEOPLE WERE SITTING ON IT TOO! I was laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes! I was waiting to make my turn into my parking lot when I saw her fall over in front of the bus stop. I could have turned but decided to sit in the middle for just a moment later to see howit played out. Once she was upright, you could clearly see her apologizing to people, instead of getting back on her bike, she decided to walk.
I think that is funny! May 28 Not that it matters..For the record this is my 3rd time trying to type up this blog. My computer has frozen twice while I was trying to do this. So for the sake of my sanity I will make this short.
Not that it matters, but here are a few things rolling around in my head, things you did not know or something I'm just tossing out there for ya!
May 22 Oh Fun!Hello Friends~
Let see..what to say? What to say?
It seems I never have just one thing to talk about anymore like I use to. It appears to always be more of a Miss mash mush of stuff. How boring is that? I need a good subject to blog about! Oh well. I guess you will just have to settle for what you get right?
Alan surprised me last night with something. I was in total shock at least. Alan and I have been car pooling to work for months now to save money, time (cause I can get us to work on time) and to keep the miles down on both vehicles. I guess it helps the enviroment as well. Anyhoo, on the way onto our road, I stopped and got the mail from the mail box. I grabbed out our stuff and was sorting through it without thinking and came across this envelope. I thought...It's a little late for somebody to be sending me a birthday card. It was address to Mrs. Alan Blah blah blah and in very pretty writing as well, but no return address. Alan was talking on the phone to his dad and I had begun driving down our road but was opening this envelope.
Inside this envelope was an invitation. A hand made invitation. One with stickers and crayon writing. Alan was offically asking me on a date Friday night. To go to dinner and the movies. Even a movie of my choice! I was so excited I shrieked like a mouse! (that is what alan said I sounded like). Apparently, his office managers daughter had left her construction paper and crayons there over the weekend. So when he had to work on Saturday and the shop was quiet he got the idea to ask me on a date. The pretty writing? The mail lady's, she waited till he finished it and he had her address it in her handwriting as to throw me off a bit! He thought we might need a little night out. I think he is right! Although we truly do not have the time to go out for an evening, hopefully it will re-new our energy to finish this darn house!
I won again! Everymonth I enter the Lucky Magazine Sweepstakes. Every once in a while I actually win something. I never win the really big, good stuff, like Vacations or 5000.00 shopping sprees, but some of the stuff is not half bad. My mom called a bit ago and said I had a box that came in the mail. I told her to open it! It was a Rose Salve from Bath and Body works! Sweet! I just looked online and realized there was a shopping spree from Bath and Body works for May. Why could I have not won that! Apparently I won something I entered to win back in March! Better than nothing! May 19 Rhyme and ReasonWe shall call this entry Rhyme and Reason. Because there will be no rhyme and reason to what I will say next. Maybe I should have called this off the wall? Anyhoo..I digress.
Garrett: No real clue as to how Garrett is doing. Apparently the subject is TABOO and nobody knows. My sister accepted my phone call on her birthday but said very very little to me about anything. What I do know is this: Garrett stayed home from school on my sisters birthday cause he had a headache and was having personality problems. (according to my brother Garrett has a new personality at times almost like being bi-polar?) Garrett can ride a bike just fine still and was jumping his bike off the bike ramp on Saturday before mothers day. I know he is still in school only part time and continues to work with the thearipists.
Brandon: He too I have no clue about. My sister finally took a call from me about a week after Brandons birthday so I co | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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