Thursday, December 31, 2009

Marlon Byrd is officially a Cub.......

.........your thoughts on this, Cubs fans?


Also, on This Date In History-December 31, 2008 is the day the Cubs traded DeRo to the Indians. Discuss amongst yourselves.

Happy New Years Eve!

I'm an hour and a half in to my 14.5 hour work day and I'm already exhausted. That can't be a good sign.........

Happy New Years Eve y'all! How is everyone on this last day of 2009? Thus far, I am trying to figure out just how much caffeine I'm gonna need to get through this horrendous day. I'm thinking it's gonna be lots. Yes, I am working 7:30am to 10:30pm today, yay me. WHY do I do this to myself? Oh yea, because I need money. I hope y'all have way more fun plans than I do, if you are going out, please be safe and watch out for the drunks. Or, if you are one of the drunks please don't drive. This is the end of my public service announcement.

I would just like to give a shout out to Central Auto Body in Maplewood. They are SO nice. You may recall when I hit that dog back in the fall, I took my car there on my insurance company's recommendation for repair. You may also recall that my grandpa's neighbor backed into my car on Christmas Eve causing $1,600 worth of damage. Well, I opted to go back to Central since the first experience was a good one and they were so helpful today, even arranging my rental car for me. Now, unfortunately, I can't take my car in until January 11, so I'm gonna have to drive in the ghettomobile for a couple of weeks, but still, it will be fixed soon. Dan at Central Auto Body laughed at me when I asked if there was some sort of limit to the number of bumpers one can have in any given year (if you're counting, this new one will be bumper #3). I surely hope I don't need their services again, but if I do, that's where I'll be taking my car.

I'd like to warn everyone that has to encounter me today that I am drinking...wait for it...wait for it.....REGULAR COKE. I know, I know, livin life on the edge. Regular coke typically makes me crazy hyper, it's not working so far, but perhaps it'll kick in soon...........

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Christmas recap

Hey there all! Hope your holidays have gone well thus far. Mine has been a mixed bag, not gonna lie. I've had some great stuff happen the last few days and some really shitty stuff happen as well. Because life can't just be uneventful for awhile, now can it? At least not mine.......

Christmas Eve I was stuck at work, which was ok because I was fully prepared to bust my butt and get out early. That is, until one of the supervisors came around and announced that we couldn't leave until we helped the other departments with their work. Calling "BS" on this one, I took one for the team (the task involved data entry crap), I did enough of the other depts work for four people, so that not only myself, but also my co-workers could get the hell out of there. It didn't help when I talked to my brother and learned that he, my parents, my sis, brother-in-law and niece were all at my grandpa's without me. So, after busting my ass finishing my own work, I did the other teams work and managed to escape a little after 1pm. Did I mention it was pouring on Christmas Eve? So much for good hair for the annual family pictures....but I digress.....

So, I arrived at gramps, was able to hang with my fam for awhile before heading to my Aunt Jan's house for the big fam celebration. As I've mentioned previously, I was very excited that for the first time in many years, ALL of us would be there, including all my cousins that live out of state. Well, almost all of us were there. My cousin Jeff had to work as did my Uncle Ron, but everyone else made it. It was a bit overwhelming at times (I have A BIG family), but fun. The five great-grandkids were there, watching them interact with each other was hilarious and for my niece Kendall, and my cousin's little girl Addison, it was their first Christmas! Pics coming later-I made a promise to my sister that I'd let her be the first to post pictures of Miss Kendall's first Christmas. Here are a couple I stole from the fam blog, however:
My immediate fam. Obviously this is not from my camera as we are all looking in another direction but.....top row is my sis, mom and me. Bottom row is my dad, my bro-in-law Jon holding miss Kendall and my little bro (rockin the argyle baby!).
This is a pic of all the grandkids (minus my cousin Jeff who was working), great grand-kids (minus miss Addison who was already in bed) and spouses of the grandkids. This pic cracks me up.
Riding my high from having fun with my family, we arrived back at my Grandpa's house Christmas Eve night to discover.......someone had hit my car. Ugh. Turns out, it was his neighbor who at least left a note and was honest about it. Remember when I hit the dog and had to get the bumper replaced? Yea....it's gonna have to be replaced AGAIN. As will the panel above my front tire-it's all smashed in. The tire doesn't appear damaged, thank God. Picture coming home to this at 11:30pm on Christmas Eve and initially thinking it wasn't drivable-I was BEYOND pissed. And when I'm pissed, I cry. The next morning, the offender came over to provide her insurance info (thank GOD she has insurance) and my dad obtained some wire and rigged up my bumper so it was no longer dragging the ground, test drove my car and deemed it drivable. So, I drove out to my uncle's house as planned to see the Davidson side of the family and then down to Salem to celebrate Christmas with my immediate family. While I was still way pissed about my car (because it's just such a pain in the ass to contact the insurance company, get estimates, get it fixed, get a rental car, etc etc etc.....), I tried to forget about it and focus on being with my family. Christmas night was such fun-it was all about the baby, of course, and seeing the look on her face when she got to try out her new toys (she also liked "helping" grandpa open his gifts). My sister and I were also very proud to receive framed pics of our brother in his cap and gown (it was kinda funny and we laughed about it but truly are proud of him!). My family is so much fun, it really doesn't matter what we're doing, we always have fun. My parents, as always, were WAY too generous with their gift giving. Saturday was spent just chillin with the fam and planning our family summer trip to the beach (yea baby!).
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday. It started off well enough. Well, I mean, we DID have to say good bye to my sis, bro-in-law and niece as they began their drive back to Dallas (ick). I was having a little tummy distress but thought nothing of it, figuring it was the holidays, I'd eaten things that I don't typically eat, that's why my tummy isn't happy. I went to church without incident. After church, my mom and I went to Wal-Mart (because what weekend would be complete without a trip to Wally World???) and I began to feel clammy, light-headed and like I was gonna faint. Thinking perhaps I was dehydrated, I drank a bottle of water and figured I'd be fine. Yea....not so much. Let's just say, the afternoon quickly declined once back home. There was hurling, crying (I was soooooo sick all I could do was sit there and cry), and a temperature of 101 (I NEVER run a fever so for it to get that high was pretty alarming). Needless to say, I was in no position to drive back to St. Louis nor would it have been possible to come to work on Monday, which I didn't. I slept most of the afternoon/evening on Sunday, went to bed at 9:30pm and slept until 9:00am Monday morning. Then, I was awake for about an hour and went back to bed until 2:30pm. My fever finally broke late afternoon yesterday (back to it's normal low of 97.8), and while I still had no appetite, I at least felt like I was gonna live (there were times on Sunday that I was praying for death. For reals.). Today, thus far, I still don't have much of an appetite, and my eye is all jacked up again (really? 3rd time in 3 months? WTF is going on???), but I'm back at work. In between actually working, I am on the phone with AAA (the offenders insurance) trying to arrange all this car crap. While the AAA lady has been very nice, this is still a giant pain in the ass.
So, there you have it, my Christmas weekend in a nutshell. It could have been better, but then again, it could have been a whole hell of a lot worse too. At least I have my health (back) and my family. And, someday, a car that's not all jacked.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Fun at Harrah's


I don't think this photo needs any explanation....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RACHEL!


I want to wish my sweet baby cousin Rachel a very happy 17th birthday today! Hope you have a great day kiddo! I love you so, so much! See you tomorrow!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Me and my main man, Frosty


proof that I did not hallucinate today's events.....

Buffet update

Has anyone ever been to a buffet at a casino? Oh.My.God. Any type of food you can imagine is there. It's like Christmas. Wow. I can barely formulate words right now because I am in the midst of a carb coma. For reals. My little team (all six of us!) headed on over to Harrah's. My girls Amy, Julie and I decided our best plan of attack would be to tackle the buffet one food section at a time (for instance, there was an asian food section, a meat section (also known as the "man section"), a salad section and a couple more that had miscellaneous food items. I started in the carb section-macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes, fried chicken, rolls-yea baby! Some of it was good, some of it wasn't, so even though I started with a plate of food, I only ate part of it. Next, I tackled the asian section. As I was reaching for an egg roll, the man cooking the asian food started talking to me (mind you, he appeared to be of Middle Eastern descent) and I had no idea what he was saying. I'm fairly certain I heard a "how are you today" but I can't be certain.

Just when I though we were done, someone mentioned the dessert section. Not being a huge dessert eater, I was minimally intrigued, but agreed to go check it out. Kids, it was like the mother ship calling me home. I'm talking every dessert you can imagine ALL IN ONE PLACE. Everyone was grabbing cakes, and pies and what not. What did I go for? The doughnuts. Yum. I'm not a fancy girl, I'm easy to please, give me a glazed doughnut and I'm happy. I also saw the ice cream carousel (seriously), but managed to have the strength to avoid it. I also got a carrot cake cupcake but I only took a bite out of it.

so, I'm now expected to work the rest of the afternoon while in a sugar and carb induced coma. It's not been easy. My eyes are kinda glazed over and I think I may have just drooled on myself. And when my director's wife brought their newborn son in so everyone could meet him, I had thoughts of jumping inside his stroller and taking a nap (don't worry, he wasn't in it at the time. I mean, THAT would be crazy.). Whew. I need to try to do some work now. Wish me luck. Me and Frosty may be taking a nap together soon. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...............

"He's plugged in and everything!"

Oh horror upon horrors. One of my worst nightmares came to life today. I cannot even process it right now. Does God hate me? I mean, seriously.......

So, I walked in to the office today, minding my own business, I turn the corner to get to my cubicle and what did I see standing before me? A GIANT INFLATABLE SNOWMAN. I am not kidding. There he was, Frosty himself, standing in my cubicle smiling at me with a sign that said "Merry Christmas. Please don't kill me". My first reaction was gasping out loud (to which there was immediate laughter from my co-workers). My second reaction was to move him and then say "he's plugged in and everything". I often wondered how those damn things operated, and now I know.

Seems people actually do pay attention to my rants and one of the supervisors here, Kathy (who is also my Facebook friend where I also rant about inflatables), decided an inflatable in my cubicle would be just the thing to get me good. And, I'll admit, she got me. I did NOT expect a giant Frosty in my cubicle, that's for sure. I sit here now with Frosty sitting right beside me outside of my cubicle (there isn't room for the two of us in the cubicle). I'm fairly certain he's blowing out hot air because it is hotter than HELL over here right now. Ahhhh...revenge will be sweet my friends, sweet indeed. I'm fairly certain it's gonna involve a rope and Frosty hanging from the ceiling......

So, I've got my fat pants on. I'm ready. For what, you may ask? Well, today is my team's holiday lunch and we are headed to...........the Harrah's (casino) buffet. Not kidding. For like two hours we are gonna stuff ourselves silly with God knows what from the buffet. I hear the desserts are excellent. I worked out extra hard last night in preparation. This girl is ready to eat.

I must go now, I'm gonna have to call some sort of professional to address my PTSD related to this morning's Frosty situation. I'm gonna go sit in a corner and rock now. Bye.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Mocha chocolata ya ya

My hospitals are trying to make me fat. Tis the season, I suppose. Last week, I got a package at work consisting of a giant box of Godiva chocolates from one of the treatment centers in Tennessee-one that out of network for United Healthcare, but nonetheless, they clearly love me (or just want me to get fat). Then, today I got yet another giant box of chocolates (although not Godiva-cheap bastards), from a hospital in Pennsylvania that I haven't even managed in TWO years. I always loved working with them though, and I guess the feeling is mutual. I've managed to make my co-workers eat with me-nothing sadder than a single girl eating a giant box of chocolates by herself in her cubicle.

How was everyone's weekend? Mine was good, always good when my family is in town. My parents and brother came to the STL on Saturday as my mom and her siblings were planning on taking Grandpa to lunch on Sunday for his birthday. Saturday, the boys (dad, grandpa and brother), sat around in the living room drinking beer and watching sports and my mom and I......were on our hands and knees scrubbing and waxing Grandpa's kitchen floor. I'm thinking we got the raw end of the deal there. Poor gramps really can't do it, so mom and I moved all the furniture out of the kitchen (with very little help from the menfolk, mind you) and were literally on the floor using good ol' fashioned elbow grease. My knees still hurt and Saturday night I couldn't sleep because my lower back was killing me but, hey, it was for Grandpa and, if I do say so myself, the floor looks AMAZING.

I was happy to hear on Saturday that my sis, brother-in-law and niece arrived in St. Louis safely, as did my cousin Clint, his wife Amy and daughter Kira. They got stuck in that massive snow storm when they tried to leave on Friday, but finally managed to make it here safe and sound. On Sunday (as per the pics in the previous post), my sis, brother-in-law and beautiful niece came to church to surprise Grandpa-and surprised he was! I was immensely happy during that church service. I had the people I love the most in the world right there with me. Nothing much gets better than that.

Last night I finally started wrapping my Christmas presents (hey, just because I got the shopping part done early doesn't mean I was gonna wrap them in any sort of timely manner), and watched the movie "Four Christmases" (pretty funny!). It is now officially Christmas week. Sadly, I have to work on Christmas Eve but I'm hoping, like last year, that we'll be able to leave early. We'll be celebrating Christmas Eve with my mom's side of the family, Christmas Day with my dad's side and Christmas night at home in Salem with just the immediate family. Sounds perfect. :)

Sunday, December 20, 2009

The Drool Queen is in the STL!

I got to see my gorgeous baby girl today! She and her mommy and daddy arrived in St. Louis safely last night. As you may have guessed, they (Kendall in particular) were the BIG SURPRISE. My sis wanted to show up at church and surprise Grandpa for his birthday-and yes, he was surprised. They'll be heading off to see my brother-in-law's side of the family but we'll see them again on Christmas Eve. Kendall is quite drooly right now, she's cutting more teeth, poor kiddo. She still managed to have a smile on her face though, especially if Grandpa Ken is around. They have some sort of special bond, it's way cute. Here's a couple of pics from today:me with my favorite little love bug!
my brother Tim with lil miss. Note the drool....
my dad (Grandpa Ken) with Kendall. Check out her stylin outfit, huh? She is too darn cute!



Friday, December 18, 2009

Last Christmas I gave you my heart....wise words from the amazing 80's group WHAM.

For the first time in a long time, I am actually looking forward to Christmas. Not that I hate Christmas or anything, but inevitably every year I get the blues, depressed if you will, this time of year. I'm not exactly sure why, I mean, I have an amazing family, amazing friends, a good job, my health, but for some reason, this time of year gets me down. I've been known to sit at home alone on Christmas night and cry. True story. This year, however, I have reason to be excited about Christmas, and that reason would be my precious niece. Yes, I may be a bit obsessed with her, but that little kiddo kinda changes my perspective on a lot of things. Her mere existence makes me happy. I can't wait to be a part of her first Christmas.

Speaking of, pray that my sister, Jon and the baby (and my four legged niece, Chloe), make it safely to St. Louis tomorrow. They are driving from Dallas, and have been quite sleep deprived this week. That's a long trip to be making on no sleep, with a dog and a baby. I can't wait to see them-ALL of them. :)

Update on my inflatable lawn decoration hatred. There is this house near me that is obnoxious with every holiday, at least 4-5 inflatables in their tiny little yard. For Christmas, however, they've gone above and beyond obnoxious. They have a frickin blow up Santa that is AS TALL AS THE HOUSE. Not kidding. That damn thing is about the scariest thing I've ever seen. I mean, who needs a 20 feet high Santa? For reals? As if that isn't horrifying enough, the other day I was driving on the other side of that same street and one of the houses there has an equally as tall giant inflatable snowman in their yard. WTF? It's not bad enough that you have 5 inflatables in your yard? You now have to super size them? I'm fairly certain this is a sign of the End Times. And don't even get me started again on that house near me that has ALL BLUE lights covering their yard. Just the thought of it is causing me to go blind in one eye.......

Thursday, December 17, 2009

KD strikes.....yet again

I almost forgot to report on my latest mishap. Many of you will not be surprised by my actions as, sadly, these events tend to happen quite frequently. I swear it's not on purpose, I'm just
horribly absent-minded and terribly klutzy, and the older I get, the worse it becomes.

So, last night was laundry night. I'd put it off long enough, so, when I got home at like 6pm, I headed on downstairs with my giant laundry basket in hand....wait for it....wait for it.....wait for it...and, as I neared the end of the first set of stairs, I apparently missed the last step, fell down to the landing (landed on my back) and sent the laundry basket flying (because it's really fun to pick up your underwear in the middle of a public stairwell). It might have been a little dark in the stairwell (and by "might" I mean it was), and as I laid there for a moment, I took a quick inventory of any injuries I may have incurred, luckily, other than a bit of a bruise on my lower back today, I'm fine. No one should be surprised by this latest incident.

What concerns me is that I'm not embarrassed by any of my actions and, in fact, post them on the world wide web for everyone to see. But you know, if I can help just one klutzy person feel better about themselves, then I've done my job.

'Tis the season, people.

Skunks and The St. Louis Cardinals

Um, ok, so I'm used to various smells around my office building, you know, because we work next to a landfill and all, but I was NOT prepared for the skunk smell that hit my nostrils on this fine December morning. Yuck.

Ok, I've held my tongue long enough. I now must provide my two cents regarding this David Freese DUI thing. Seems to be a pattern within the Cardinals organization, doesn't it? I mean, there was that Spezio guy who was just a hot mess, and who could forget the "beloved" manager, TLR himself getting pulled over and getting a DUI, and of course, sadly, a Cardinals player died after drinking and driving, Josh Hancock. So, now, it happens to David Freese, the supposed future of the Cardinals at 3B. Did you know this is NOT an isolated incident? No, seems young Mr. Freese has a prior alcohol related offense. Not good, not good at all. Now, he is reportedly receiving services through the Cardinals EAP, sure hope that rehabs him. If he really does have a drinking problem, I sure hope he gets it together. I mean, I'm not a Cardinals fan by any means, but I hate to see a talented player just ruin everything with drugs and/or alcohol. Hopefully he can be like Josh Hamilton, get it together, and make a come back. So, so sad. I mean, all the Cubs have is a fat, pot smoking catcher. We win.

Who's ready for Christmas? I'm excited to see my family. This year is the first time in a LONG time that every single relative on my mom's side will be here in St. Louis for Christmas (including my sis and cousins that live out of state). It's gonna be so much fun. All five of the great-grandkids will be there (plus the two that are in-utero!). Yay! That's our Christmas Eve fun (even though I have to work until 4 on that day-yuck). On Christmas Day, we'll spend some time with the Davidson relatives and then my immediate family and I are going back to my parents house in Salem to celebrate Kendall's first Christmas. I know she won't remember it, given that she's only 8 months old and all, but we will. :)

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Happy 82nd Birthday Grandpa!

Hello all, my beloved gramps is 82 today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDPA! He doesn't read my blog, so really this post is all in vain, but still, turning 82 is some pretty exciting stuff! Grandpa is my favoritest guy ever. I love my grandpa sooooooooo much, every day/year that goes by I realize just how lucky I am to have a grandparent around. Gramps is pretty cool. I'll get to see him this weekend as my parents are coming into town for his big birthday dinner. PLUS, a very special surprise awaits him on Sunday......I'm not saying what the surprise is because, well, it's a surprise.

I LOVE YOU GRANDPA! May you have a happy, happy birthday and many more to come!

Monday, December 14, 2009

Congrat to my sister!

I almost forgot...I must publicly acknowledge the fact that my beloved baby sis completed a half marathon yesterday (just two minutes shy of her goal, but nevertheless an impressive time). A great feat under any circumstances (13.5 miles is A LOT!) but doubly impressive given that she just had a baby 8 months ago!

I am so proud of you sis. You are truly my idol. I love you!

I had to yell at Grandpa

I realize you're supposed to respect your elders and all, but when they do something really stupid, I feel you must point it out to them. The yelling comes from a good place. No, really.

So I was at Grandpa's house yesterday, as I am most Sundays. It was status quo-he asked me if I wanted coffee like he has every Sunday for the last 11 years and I said "no, I don't drink coffee" like I've said to him every Sunday for the last 11 years. He then asked me if I wanted an english muffin to which I gave my standard reply and lied, saying I'd already eaten (the truth is that I don't like english muffins and I HATE the butter Grandpa puts on it. He uses I Can't Believe It's Not Butter-gross. Believe you me, it ain't butter). Then as we're sitting there at the kitchen table, he casually advises me that he put up his outdoor Christmas lights by himself yesterday and FELL OFF THE LADDER. This is an issue for many reasons. 1. Because last year, he promised that this year, he would let someone else hang the lights for him and 2. because he is going to be 82 years old on Wednesday, he does not need to be climbing ladders! When he fell, he apparently hit his ribs, he's not gonna go to the doctor mind you to see if any of them are broken, even though he was still in pain yesterday. I yelled at him on behalf of the family, reminded him that he promised he'd let someone else do it this year and also that he lives alone and what if he'd been seriously injured and couldn't get up? What would he have done then? He sheepishly admitted he shouldn't have been up on a ladder but also at the same time minimized the situation. Never mind that this is the same guy that nearly severed his finger while sticking his hand IN a running lawnmower this summer. I certainly don't want to take his independence away because in most ways, he is still very high functioning. But, at 82, he just can't physically do some of the things he used to be able to do. He's so stubborn. I love him dearly, but he deserved a good talkin to yesterday. He also told me that he didn't want to celebrate his birthday again until he turned 90. While I'm glad he plans on living that long, I also reminded him that as the patriarch of the family, each and every birthday will be celebrated whether he likes it or not. :)

Grandpa may be the death of me. I'm glad I'm able to see him weekly and make sure he's doing ok but he is seriously worrying me. He's a wild man and pretty much out of control.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

News of the day

This made me laugh out loud. Enjoy.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/34358268/ns/us_news-weird_news/

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

WHY is Milton Bradley still a Cub?

I went to sleep last night hoping that when I woke up today, Milton Bradley would no longer be a Cub. Alas, I was diappointed yet again. He's still on the roster. Will today be the day? Come on Santa, I've been a good little Cubs fan all year, pleeeeeeeease make someone else take on that hot mess. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease. Clearly I'm not above begging.

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

My niece is 8 months old today!

Happy, happy 8 month birthday to my sweet little niece today! Wow, 8 months old already? Those months have FLOWN by! She's such a big girl now-trying to stand on her own, making friends at daycare. She's so cocial and happy and sweet. I love my baby girl soooo much! I can't wait to see her at Christmas. I'm super excited about Christmas this year because it's all about her. :)

Monday, December 07, 2009

I love Hwy 40!!!!

Hwy 40 is now open-YAY! You have no idea how excited I was this morning. It was like Christmas came early. For real. Granted, I only have to take the highway for three exits, but let me tell you, the highway re-opening has shaved off 10 minutes of my commute. Now, 10 minutes may not sound like a lot, but when you have to be at work as early as I do, every minute counts. Ten more minutes I could be sleeping? Count me in.

In sad news, I did not make it to the 5k yesterday. I'll tell you why in two words-food poisoning. Suffice it to say, I'd much rather have been running outside freezing my ass off than what I was actually doing. And I'll leave it at that.

A new week is upon us-lots of stuff going on this week, including my company's annual holiday party. These parties are always anticlimactic. I mean, there's free food and each employee gets two drink tickets (United Healthcare, you are SO kind!), but that's about all that's going on. Sure, there are door prizes, but I have yet to win in my 3+ years at this company, so I'm a little bitter. That, and it's always held at Dave and Busters. I'd rather beat my own hand with a hammer than go to Dave and Busters. It's a combo of many of the things I hate most in this world-noise, flashing lights, and people. No thank you. I stay away from the gaming area for fear of having a seizure (and/or punching someone who gets too close). Yea, so basically I'm going for the free food and booze.

I am proud to say that I am nearly done with my Christmas shopping. Why is this impressive, you may ask? Well, it's impressive because I'm a known procrastinator. Typically, my holiday shopping begins somewhere in the 3-5 days before Christmas range. I work best under pressure people. Not this year, though. I have my dad and brother-in-law left and then I am done. Can I get a "HOLLA" up in here? Now, the wrapping portion of the evening may not happen until 3-5 days before Christmas, but whatever. Hey, I'm not a machine folks. Geez.

Saturday, December 05, 2009

Raising the bar on the Cuteness Scale


I imagine she's saying "who the f**k are you?"

Two more days!

I am SO excited. In two days Hwy 40/64 re-opens! This may not sound like a big deal, but those of you in St. Louis know what I'm talking about. This highway has been shut down all year to re-do it, affecting the commute of yours truly. It's personal. My car, Sunny, told me today that she is so excited to not have to drive on Forest Park Parkway anymore!

To celebrate, there are a host of events being held tomorrow, including a 5k walk/run in which we actually get to run on the highway. Love it! Of course, I am participating, I got my fleece ready (I suspect it might be just a bit chilly). So, while y'all are still all warm and snug in your beds at 8am, I'll be freezing my ass off running 3.12 miles. Hmmm......

Friday, December 04, 2009

24

The above referenced number is how many degrees it was this morning. Me no likey. It appears I have been spoiled by the unseasonably warm temps in November and I guess I just expected more of the same in December. Apparently you don't always get what you wish for. I was hoping to get a jog in sometime on Saturday, but I'm not sure how willing I am to do that when it's below freezing outside. Just sayin.

So tomorrow is Mikey's party. It's gonna be me, Val, Tab, Jaz and Ash.....and The Gays. Always festive when The Gays have a party. Mazel tov! Is that how you spell that? Anyway...

Why is it that the women's bathroom in this building smells like sewage? I mean, seriously? Actually it kinda smells like a pond....and sewage. And today in particular, it smelled like sewage and cinnamon (isn't that the newest scent at Bath and Body Works?). I'm really disturbed by this situation and I'm not at all happy about having to walk the extra 50 feet to the other bathroom on our floor. I drink A LOT of liquids in a day, thus, I have frequent trips to the ladies restroom. Is it too much to ask that it not smell like sewage? I'm concerned working by this landfill may be giving us all cancer or something. Kudos to the guy who decided to build an office park here. That was a GREAT idea.

Happy Weekend people!

Christmas in, well.....December

Merry Christmas Cubs fans! Aaron Miles is no longer a Cub. You're welcome. Ok, I really didn't have anything to do with it, but for once, Jim Hendry actually made a deal that makes sense. Of course, like a lot of trades, we are also losing a fan favorite-Jake Fox. Everyone who's a Cubs fan knows, however, that Foxy is American League material-he's a phenomenal hitter but there's no position for him. In other words, he'll be a fantastic DH. I wish him the best of luck. I'll remain a Jake Fox fan. The A's are getting one really good guy and the Lucky Charms leprechaun. Score.

The next bit of Cubs news I want to hear is that someone else has custody of Milton Bradley. Come on baseball gods, I've been a good girl this year (ok, semi-good), make my wish come true. Also, while I'm praying to you, baseball gods, could you also ensure that Rick Ankiel does NOT become a Cub and that Rich Harden's ass remains on the Cubs? Thanks. Oh, and I'd prefer to keep Hoffy too. Sure, he's pretty much a waste of bench space, but he's hot, and that's gotta count for something, right?

Thursday, December 03, 2009

Whose nuts are these?

I arrived at work this morning to find nuts on my desk. Not something that typically happens, I wondered aloud "why are there nuts on my desk?". I've been promised there's a story behind it, but thus far, I haven't heard said story. So, here I sit with nuts on my desk. Happy Thursday to me!

The eye is a million times better today. I'm still sans eye makeup (you're shuddering at the thought, aren't you?), but no more watering and no more pain. Yes, things are looking up my friends. That, and the weekend is almost upon us. Oh, and we did NOT get the snow we were threatened with. Yay.

Big weekend plans? I'm working at the crisis line tomorrow night-awesome. Saturday my precious Mikey Poo is having a little shindig at his house. I've promised to bring my now famous buffalo chicken dip and some beverages-the gays like their wine but I'm gonna butch it up a bit and bring beer. Surely there are some butch gays out there, right?

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

Not ready

There is a dirty, filthy rumor that we are getting snow today. I'm not ready. It was pointed out to me that it is December, but still, I'm not ready.

Folks, if you didn't know this already, let me tell you-I am a hot mess. So, remember my eye issue from a few weeks ago? Well.....it's back. I am on Day 3 of pain, not being able to see and constant watering (to the point that tears are dripping down my face and everyone at work thinks I'm crying...I'm not). Have I called my doctor? Well, not exactly (and by "not exactly" I mean not at all). I keep waiting for it to get better on it's own, but somehow, I think it's getting worse. This morning, trying to get ready for work was impossible as the stupid effin eye wouldn't even open. I'm at work w/my hair pulled up, no makeup on (the REAL reason I'm upset) and lookin like a mess. Plus, I just discovered there is something all over my shirt (toothpaste? deodorant? You decide.). The feeling is very hard to explain-I can only say that it sorta feels like someone is stabbing me in the eyeball. Sounds pleasant, doesn't it? Eyedrops help temporarily, but the pain and watering come back. I've come up with two conclusions-I may have a blocked tear duct (just like my baby niece!) or it's allergies. If it's allergies, let me just say that I'd rather be sneezing my head off, at least I'd be able to see. I must say, driving and typing while only being able to see out of one eye has been....um, interesting. I think I may need one of those handicapped stickers for my car. As for my ability to do my job, since I type all day long, well, you think United Healthcare would spring for a personal assistant for me? No?

I am excited because I finally got my gym access approved at work. I was afraid to ask for it since the last time we were in this building the procedure for gaining gym access involved a full assessment, where the gym lady weighed you and measured you. No thank you. I know my ass is fat-I have a mirror. I don't need some 90 pound gym lady to tell me that. Well, said gym lady emailed me yesterday and assured me no such evaluation was required and that I am free to use the gym whenever. Sweet. I'm going tonight after work. Hmmmm, running on the treadmill with only one eye should be interesting....I hope I don't fall off.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

KD's take on Grady Sizemore's nudie pics

I, for one, am very disappointed to hear (and see) about Grady Sizemore's leaked nudie pics that he apparently took for his Playboy Playmate girlfriend. Now, as a red-blooded, man-loving woman, I can tell you, based on the pics I saw, Grady is quite the hottie with no clothes on. BUT, the mere fact that he took the pics in the first place makes him something I cannot support, and that, my friends, is a GIANT DOUCHEBAG. What does Grady's Ladies think of this? I may have to leave the Grady's Ladies group on Facebook. This is serious business. This is right on par with when one of my ex's emailed me a pic of his junk. Douche.Bag. 'Nuff said. I'm heartbroken today, because I can no longer love Grady. :(