Happy Last Day of 2006!

I swear, it was just New Years Eve 2005. Wasn't it? What happened to 2006? Where did it go? I mean seriously.....Well, Happy New Years Eve everyone. For those of you stupid enough to go out tonight (and you know who you are), please be very careful. Watch the other guy. Don't be the other guy. I'll be participating in Losers Night In at my friend Carrie's house. There is nothing like playing drunken board games. I am soooo there.

I suppose I'm ready for 2007 (not that I have much of a choice, mind you). I'm trying to be hopeful that it will be a good year. I'm hopeful I'll get my act together (I'm a work in progress-but aren't we all?). I'll be with my friend Mike for the Quest for Love 2007 (we'll both be looking for good, decent men that are worthy of us, right Mikey???). I'm hopeful that happens, because, let's face it, I ain't gettin' any younger......

Another holiday weekend-LOVE IT!

Ok, so last night at the crisis line it was kinda boring. We were going 30-45 minutes in between calls, that is, until my last 10 minutes of my shift (of course). I ended up getting out of there nearly 30 minutes late, got home at 11pm, fell asleep sometime after midnight and was up again at 6:20am. I'm a little sleepy today. But hyper.

I am heading to Salem after work tonight to help take care of my invalid mother. She initially told me she didn't need me to come down, however, called me back about 20 minutes later and said "yea, dad says it may be a good idea for you to go ahead and come down". I think he may be tired of playing nursemaid........I don't mind though. It's my mommy. I'll probably come back to STL for New Years Eve, although I don't really plan to go out. My friend Carrie is hosting Losers Night In, so I may attend that. I've really only gone out for New Years twice in my life-once in 1999 when the world was supposedly gonna end the moment it turned 2000-I figured may as well party it up one last time. The other time was last year with J. I remember very early in the evening (probably around 8 or 9pm), J asked me if I intended to drink Captain Morgan all night (I'd already had quite a few), I'm sure I said "yes". I remember doing shots with strangers at the bar and making lots of new friends. I know I made it to midnight, but probably not much afterward and I do remember passing out once home. Good times. None of that behavior this year.

My favorite pic

This is me and Princess Stubby after the harrowing journey to Salem on Christmas Day. No, Stubby wasn't on the trip, but clearly she was having sympathy pains and she passed out with me. Isn't she great?

More Christmas pics

My dad and grandpa

This is my cousin Brian's little boy, Hunter. He has spaghetti all over his face. He is toooo cute!

Here's my brother, Tim, being "cool" as usual....

This is my dad and his siblings. L to R: Aunt Angie, dad, Uncle Terry

2006-a year in review. Get your kleenex out now.

2006. What a year. It was good, it was bad, it was ugly sometimes, but regardless, I wouldn't change a thing. I know that sounds surprising, but one thing I have learned is that even bad stuff can teach you a lot about yourself. It really does build character and make you stronger. A lot happened to me this year. Some of the highlights:
1. I got to fall head over heels in love (truly for the first time in my life).
2. I turned 30 and it wasn't as horrible as I imagined it would be. Now, 31 on the otherhand...
3. I got my first tattoo (still don't regret it!).
4. I finally got rid of the Crapalier and got a brand new 2006 Mazda 3-and I still love it!
5. I left the crisis line after 6 years to sell out and work for a managed care company, only to return to the crisis line on a part time basis in November.
6. Lastly, but certainly not least, I got to get my first ever broken heart. Doesn't that sound like fun? I don't recommend it.

I learned some valuable lessons this year. I've learned that it's ok to fall in love and let yourself trust another person-even if you are opening yourself up to potentially get hurt. I've learned that turning 30 isn't so bad after all. It really is just a number. I've learned that, as much as it hurts, a broken heart isn't a totally bad thing. It forces you to think about what's really important in life and allows you to look at yourself and make positive changes in your life. I've learned to never take my family and friends for granted. Never will I let something or someone get in the way of the people that will always be there for me no matter what. I've learned that I actually am a relationship person. I always thought they weren't for me, but I actually like being all domestic and stuff and now just have to find the right person for me. I've learned that I'm ok being by myself too. I've learned that I am really good at what I do for a living and it's ok to think so. I've learned it's ok to do shots at 11am with your Grandpa.

Truthfully, if there were some things I could change about this past year, I'd consider it. Certainly I would not have chosen to have my heart broken, or to be so unhappy for so many months that I wasn't even myself anymore, or to disappoint my family and friends, but, then again, if those things hadn't happened, I wouldn't be where I am today. And where is that, you may ask? Well, its a pretty good place. Gone is the depressed, unhappy me. The silly, sarcastic me is back. My focus is on today and the future, not the past. Yes, overall, the events of 2006 have made me a better person. I can't wait to see what life lessons are in store for 2007! But for the love of God, please no more broken hearts-I can't take it!

Christmas 2006 pics

Here is Grandpa with all six of his kids. TOP: Aunt Mary, Aunt Jan, mom and Aunt Cheryl. BOTTOM: Aunt Paula, Grandpa and Uncle Jimmy.

This is all the grandkids on my mom's side of the family-well, all but Ben who is stationed in Qatar . TOP: Clint, Jeff, Mike, Tim. MIDDLE: Red, Jackie, Rachel and me. BOTTOM: Grant, Kelli holding Clint's daughter Kira, Chelsea and Patrick. We are a big clan, that's for sure! And look, all those kids are taller than me. Pretty sad.

Here is my little family. Aren't we cute? From left: my sister Kristy and her husband Jon, my dad, my mom, my brother Tim and me

Here is Grandpa with his great granddaughter, Kira, who is 4 and a little wild woman (must get that from her daddy, huh Clint?).

Good news-my mom lived through her surgery

Not being melodramatic at all..........no, seriously, my mom did have surgery this morning. She is apparently doing well and I am sure is enjoying her new script for pain meds...now the fun begins. See, my mother is not the most well behaved patient in the world (you know it's true mother, don't lie!). The last time she had this shoulder surgery done, she threw the imobilizer across the room at one point and refused to do her physical therapy. And I won't even get into the time she refused to drink the chalky stuff for her colonoscopy (I'm pretty sure she may have said some curse words to the tech). My dad may be in for a long week....Again, if she is still doing icky this weekend, I'll come home and relieve dad of his nursing duties (and maybe snag some Vicodin or something. Payment for all my hard work, don't you know?).

Happy Boxing Day, Canada!

I don't know what in the hell Boxing Day is since I'm a yankee and all, but they celebrate it in Canada, so to my dear friend Canada (some may know him as "RP"), hope you had a great Boxing Day! Hope you had a great Christmas too. Your card is in the mail, I swear! Miss you! Joyeux Noel mon ami! (did I spell that right? My French is a little rusty....)

I am worn out

The holidays are tiring, aren't they? Between having the flu (or whatever it was I had) and the various family gatherings, I am beat. I didn't throw up today, so I consider that a good sign. Still feel icky and tired though. HUGE THANKS to Uncle Ron and Clint for bringing that couch by tonight. I know it was quite a haul to South City from Wentzville. I appreciate it much-love you guys! I now have Grandpa's old couch in my close-to-empty living room. It matches the plaid couch real well, let me tell ya. Ugh, my apartment is a mess, I still haven't unpacked. But all I want to do is take a shower and go to bed. Is that wrong at 8:50pm? I don't think it is....Maybe I'll have more energy tomorrow.

Had a good dinner tonight with mom and dad, Red and Jon and Jon's parents (thanks mom and dad!). And I got to see my niece Chloe, always a good time.

Mommy-I love you. I know your surgery tomorrow will be fine. Please be a good patient and don't curse at any of the nurses, ok? Get your script for your pain meds filled and get yourself home. Remember, I'll come home this weekend if you need the help! Dad-may the force be with you. She's a tough patient! :)

Nothing like hurlin' on Christmas Day

Uhhhhh......yea. I told you I didn't feel good. You know it's bad when I am begging dad to pull off the highway to stop at a public rest stop-so I can throw up. Now, I do have a tendency to get car sick, but never actually get physically sick. Until today. It was ugly. I'll spare you the details. Needless to say, I don't think I'll ever eat deer sausage again. Ugh.

Other than that, Christmas was good. Christmas Eve last night at Aunt Jan's was fun. No one got drunk though, I'm a little disappointed in that. Everyone was there except for my cousin Ben, who is still stationed in Qatar (how do you spell it???). Tim and I hung with the little cousins and watched "A Christmas Story" ("you'll shoot your eye out!"). Dinner was great, my deviled eggs were a hit (duh!). I got lots of great stuff-as usual, my mom and dad were WAY too good to me (Bath and Body Works stuff, candles, my favorite lip gloss, jammies, gift certificates....). I got a framed poem from Grandpa about grand-daughters, almost made me cry (I have been very teary the last few days....), it was really sweet. We did the annual family photos by the Christmas tree (Michael and I reminisced about the first Christmas with grandchildren-it was just me and him, sure, we weren't even a year old, but we were the original grandchildren! Sadly, that was 30 freakin' years ago).

After a sleepless night at Grandpa's last night, we trekked on over to St. Charles to see the Davidson side of the family. There were a whole lotta Davidson's in one room, kinda scary. I think I will finally get my windshield fixed-my cousin Brian works at the Glass Doctor, he said he could replace my windshield for $50. Where do I sign???? All my cousin's kids are so cute-that baby Hunter was precious! It was great to see everyone. We left mid afternoon to head to Salem (why did I go to Salem, you may ask? Well, it's simple. The thought of sitting in my apartment by myself on Christmas night was just too depressing to take. Mom and dad suggested I come home with them since they are coming back to St. Louis on Tuesday for Mom's surgery, so, here I am in Salem). Driving down Hwy 44, I felt a bit nauseated, but figured I'd just go to sleep. No such luck. As I sit here now, watching Deal or No Deal with the fam, I am feeling much better (throwing up everything you've eaten that day will do that to ya). Stubby is happy to have her humans home. I hope to have some Christmas pictures up here soon. Especially the one mom took of me and Stubby passed out on the bed. It was nice.

Merry Christmas to everyone. Hope your day was better than mine!

Happy friggin' Christmas Eve!

No, I'm not really angry and bitter. "Friggin" is one of my dad's favorite words (yes, he has lived in the country for too long), so, today's title is an ode to my daddy.

Well, happy Christmas Eve to all! What have I done so far today? Well, glad you asked. I slept in until 9am (oooohhh.....), I then completed the msnbc crossword AND the jigsaw puzzle (I know, I rock), I did some laundry and now I am blogging to the sounds of Lionel Ritchies Greatest Hits (hey, don't knock it until you try it, alright?). Reading over this paragraph, I realize just how sad my life has become. Wow. Why didn't anyone tell me???? I had no clue......

Anyway, I'm chillin' at home until my parents and brother get in town. We are having the Baumgartner Family Christmas tonight at Aunt Jan's house. Between now and then I will have to work up the energy to shower and actually get dressed (I didn't change out of my pajamas at all yesterday. Pretty pathetic, huh?). After the family fun times, we'll go to church for the candlelight service (my favorite-there is just something about the entire church singing "Silent Night" with nothing but candles lighting the church. I love it). Tomorrow, we will be venturing out to St. Charles to visit the Davidson side of the family. There is nothing scarier than a good 25-30 Davidson's in one room. Seriously. After that, my family will go home and I will go home to my empty apartment and be all alone on Christmas night. Sounds pretty sad, huh? It actually kinda is......

Christmas funny

Happy Birthday Rachel!

Happy 14th Birthday to my little cousin, Rachel! Hope you are having a great day sweetie! See you tomorrow!





Luv,


your really old cousin

no mono y mono

Well, I don't have mono. Guess I just have Feel Like Crap NOS (for those that don't know, NOS stands for Not Otherwise Specified-we use it in the psych world a lot). So, I have gone to my doctor for eight years now. Never once has he, himself, called me at home. Well, he did today. Now either he gave all the nurses and secretaries the day off, or he was really concerned about me. He called to let me know my blood test came back normal and that he wanted to see how I was doing because I didn't look like I was doing too well yesterday (I guess I really looked like hell-why didn't anyone tell me???). He encouraged me to call his exchange if I felt any worse. Well, today, I did go to work and I am feeling somewhat better. My personal theory is that it was a combo of not enough sleep, working two jobs and not eating very much. Lesson learned-you can only push yourself so far until you crash. Consider me crashed. I am still way tired and have this really annoying scratchy throat which makes me cough every 30 seconds, but other than that, I think I'll live. I can tell I'm still way weak though as I tried to take out the trash today. Now, I know I am not a very strong girl, in fact, I'm pretty much a wuss (although I do like to kick!), but normally I can manage to carry out the trash. Well, today it felt like it weighed 700 pounds. I was out of breath by the time I got to the trash cans outside. Uh....yea. We got to leave work early today (LOVE managed care!), so I am home now. I plan to just rest tonight and tomorrow, although my apartment really needs to be cleaned, so if I can work up the energy, I'm gonna do that tomorrow. FYI y'all, I am so smart I got the Final Jeopardy question right today. The answer was Rosa Parks-why the hell I knew the answer I don't know, and I don't remember the question, but just let it be known that I ROCK! Well, it's almost 4:00, think I'll go and see if Oprah is any good today. Later peeps.

Leaving early

OMG, I forgot to tell you the best part about being sick. Since I last saw my doctor about 5-6 weeks ago, I have lost SIX pounds! Isn't that exciting? I think it is......Anyway, everyone is crazed with the holiday spirit at work today. Mike is singing "Oh Tannenbaum" as we speak....I really am not feeling the holiday spirit, maybe because I haven't been feeling well. I just want it over with already (the holidays and my sickness. I realize the whole "sick in the head" part won't go away any time soon). Our director is letting us leave as soon as our cases are done today, which is way cool. I still have 5 of 12 left to do. Not too bad considering it's only 11:30am. I plan on doing a whole lotta nothing tonight and Saturday. Hopefully just rest and be feeling better for Christmas Eve.

I hope everyone has a great holiday. Be watching for Kerri's Annual Sappy End of the Year Message, coming soon to a blog near you.......

Who wants some mono?

Ok, I don't know for sure if I have mono, but my doctor wants to rule it out. All my symptoms match. I don't have strep throat-guess that's good news. I don't know how in the hell I could have caught "The Kissing Disease", since my lame ass hasn't kissed anyone in quite some time (it's sad but true, I may as well get some cats now, because I am gonna be the lonely old maid who only has her cats for companionship). My doctor made me eat while I was in his office. Has this ever happened to anyone else? He was like "your color doesn't look too good". Well, I was too tired to make a joke about my pasty white girl skin..so next thing I know a nurse is coming in with cookies and pretzels and stands there and watches me to make sure I eat them (I suddenly felt like perhaps I was in the middle of some interview for an eating disorder screening or something). I assured the doctor that I had eaten today, not a lot, and I really haven't eaten much in the last week or so (I'm too tired to even walk to the kitchen). So, in order to draw my blood, the nurse made me lay down and she kept me talking so I wouldn't faint (I got to hear all about her drug addict daughter and how she is raising her own grandchildren...). The good news is, I didn't faint, but my doctor still made me lay there for like 10 minutes and made the nurse follow me to my car. Geez people! I was getting a little anxious seeing my doctor so concerned about me, and the nurse even said "he doesn't do that for just anybody"-meaning having her walk me to my car. He doesn't want me going to work tomorrow, I'm still on the fence. I feel like I can get through one more day of work because I then have the next four days off. Of course, if I have mono, I could feel like crap for weeks. And there is no medicine for it. All I can do is take Tylenol for my fever and get lots of sleep. Sure, between my two jobs and the holidays coming up, I'm sure I'll get right on that.....

KD can't talk...QUICK! Someone mark this date down!

Yea, KD is quiet today. The effort it takes to talk is just too much for me today. My supervisor is concerned that I may have strep throat, so I will be going to my doctor this afternoon. That's what happens when you work for a bunch of nurses.....I am still extremely tired and really just want to sleep. I am supposed to go to my part time job tonight. I told them that if my doctor pronounces me not contagious, I am working. Hey, I got bills to pay! So what if I can't talk, and my part time job is, uh....talking on the crisis line....details, people, details.

Sick Day

Uh yea....it's after 11am on a Wednesday and I just got up. I'm home from work sick, people! And not sick in the head, like usual. I knew I haven't felt right all week. I'd been overwhelmingly tired since Saturday. I thought it was because I went out all weekend and am too damn old for that, but when I still felt that way Monday and Tuesday, I knew whatever illness was going around had caught up with me. I called my boss at 5:30 this morning (why I was awake at that time, I have no idea) and let them know I was staying home today.

I am so tired I can barely move. I have the typical head cold stuff: ears stuffed up, whole head hurts, coughing up crap, you know. And I have ZERO energy. Now, it used to be a long running family joke that KD always got really sick on or around Christmas. Every year, without fail, I'd usually have some sort of sinus infection or something. The last couple of years, I had been illness free. Well, I guess not anymore. Hopefully, this will pass before Christmas. I can't imagine feeling this crappy for another five days.....

In better news, our Christmas party for my team at work last night was fun, even if I was kinda out of it and freezing (fever, anyone?). My Secret Santa ended up being Mikey-poo. Mikey-you were an awesome Secret Santa. Supplied me with Diet Coke often. In fact, he even delivered it himself one day, saying "uh, this is from your Secret Santa". Nice. The best gift was the pad of post-it notes I got. It has a picture of a man and a woman and it says "We ended the relationship as friends. You can email him at lying-cheating-son-of-a-bitch.com". Isn't that hilarious? Ok, maybe the best gift were the mini bottles of alcohol that Melissa brought....yea, I scored three mini bottles of Captain Morgan, and I ain't sharin'!

Ok, I've been awake for 30 minutes now. I think it's about time to pop some Dayquil and go back to bed. Nighty night!

I just can't do it

Everyone is REALLY hyper today at work. I want to be hyper, I'm in a good mood, I just can't do it. I don't feel good. And I'm gonna be a big whiny baby about it. Mike is singing Christmas carols, Amy's Ritalin hasn't kicked in yet and everyone has been eating cookies since 8:00 this morning (today was my teams cookie exchange. As the team Scrooge, I refused to participate. I have two reasons for this: 1. I don't bake, and 2. I really don't need six dozen cookies for my fat ass). After work we are all going to dinner together on the company. My fat ass doesn't turn down free food. That's crazy talk. I will have to cut my dinner short, however, because I also have book club tonight. Our annual Christmas book club. We always do a gift exchange as well as a white elephant gift exchange (you find some random crap around your house and re-gift it). A very lucky girl will be getting my white elephant gift-it ROCKS!

MTinni2-the answer to your question is YES, I'll be your regular drinking buddy! We do have some fun when we go out, don't we?.....I can't believe our supervisor thinks one of us may end up in jail. I have suggested passing around a jar to collect money for our Bail Fund. Whaddya think?

why am I so sleepy?

I cannot shake this overwhelming tiredness today. I don't know what the deal is. Probably didn't help that I worked 13 hours today, but oh well. Finally got my paycheck issue straightened out at my part time job (apparently, they found it unnecessary to pay me for my time served). I just had the realization that I only have to work 3 days next week-thats good times. I really don't have much to say today. My brain is working less than usual.

backbone, anyone?

Ok, the new and improved KD definitely has a backbone these days. I'm not taking any s**t from anyone anymore. Some may call that being a b*tch, I call it finally standing up for yourself after 30 years of being a door mat. I'm not gonna go around being a b*tch just for the fun of it (thats just mean!), but you are definitely gonna know what I think. I think that is the greatest thing I've learned in this last year is how to stand up for myself. I may have even ended a friendship over it tonight, but I don't care (the person I'm referring to knows who they are and knows they were wrong and inappropriate, so if this friendship ends, I'll know I did nothing wrong). This KD means business.

wild weekend?

I am soooooo sleepy. Seriously, I am too old to go out drinking both Friday and Saturday nights. But at least I had fun!

Grandpa's birthday celebration was fun. Poor guy, he didn't get any cards in the mail from us (because we were surprising him at his house) and he thought we forgot his birthday! :( When he came home, there were about 20 of us hiding in the kitchen, trying to be quiet (tough with a 4 year old and a dog). Grandpa walked in his living room and said "is someone here?". Then Aunt Mary's dog, Sophia, went running into the living room and Grandpa said "I got a dog???". Well, we busted out laughing after that! I think he liked his new couch-you did a nice job fam! I was so happy to get to see my cousin Clint-I didn't know he was already in town. I hung out with the fam for a bit, then swung by my friend Mike's house and headed out to see Uncle Jimmy play. The new band sounded great! We had a great time. Did some dancing, did some drinking. Now I'm at my part time job and I am wayyy sleepy. I still have 4.5 hours to go.....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRANDPA!!!

Today is my Grandpa's 79th birthday! Grandpa is my favoritest guy on Earth. I love you soooooo much Grandpa! Hope you have a wonderful birthday, and hope you don't kill your kids when you see that they've replaced all your living room furniture.......

Love,
Kerri-bird

bad, bad thoughts....

I had thoughts of harming others again today. I know it's my own fault for putting off my Christmas shopping until the 16th of December. But it was their fault too for being in my way. All of these bad thoughts were at my first stop of the day.....and I hadn't even made it to the mall yet. Not a good sign. I became intolerant of salespeople asking if they could help me (if I wanted your help, I'd make eye contact and ask). It was a bad combination of too many people in one place, noise and being hung over (hey, what can I say, Girls Night Out last night was a success!). My trip to the mall wasn't as horrible as I thought it would be (although, when I was at Bath and Body Works, I really did envision myself stabbing someone-not that I have a weapon, mind you). I figured after all that stress, the least I could do was buy myself a new pair of shoes......so I did. A really cute pair of tall brown boots....for $20. Can't beat that with a stick! So most of my Christmas shopping is done. I have a couple of other things to get, but I definitely made great progress today. My parents will be here in about an hour or so, I'm meeting up with them at Red and Jon's then we are all heading out to Grandpa's house to celebrate his birthday. Then, I will be going out again (two nights in a row? KD is OUT OF CONTROL!). Tomorrow may be a little rough......

P.S. I'd like to wish J a Happy Un-Anniversary!

Happy Birthday Anita Baker!

Happy birthday to my good friend Anita! I miss you girl! Guess I'll see you at your wedding in a couple of months! Luv ya!

I was right

I was right about it being a bad day. UGH! At one point I about started breaking down crying (funny, one of my hospital contacts said he felt like doing the same thing). There was lots of talk about just going home and drinking (NO, I am not drinking at this moment in time). Then there was a time when I just sat and laughed because the alternative was to cry. I think I'm just tired. That, and at 2:40pm, I realized I hadn't eaten a thing all day. Unless Diet Coke counts. So, no wonder I was a little stressed, cranky, and had a headache.

The good news is-tomorrow is Friday and I have LOTS of fun plans for the weekend. Girl's Nite Out is tomorrow night (there will be some sailing with the Captain, I'm sure). Saturday my parents will be in town to celebrate Grandpa's birthday (I know it's a surprise, but I'm almost 100% sure Grandpa doesn't read my blog) and Saturday night my friend Mike and I are going to see Uncle Jimmy's country band play. Sunday may not be so much fun as I am working at the crisis line for six hours, but that's ok! Now, if I could just get through tomorrow.......

confusion is a state of mind

I woke up with a headache today, never a good sign for the rest of your day. Plus, we had an 8am training at work. Now, who is really paying attention at 8am? Certainly not me. I can't comprehend much of anything until at least 10am-minimum. Sometimes, it's longer than that. Sometimes, a whole day goes by and I haven't comprehended a thing. Actually, come to think of it, that's most days.......

Either I'm having my first psychotic break, or I need to start getting some more sleep....

Seriously, I think I am hallucinating things. Today, in the parking lot at work, I thought I saw a cat. Turns out, it was a pile of snow. Then, at the crisis line tonight, I was on the elevator, and part of the wall was coming off (scary, I know, it was some sort of padding that was coming off) and I kept thinking there was a person standing next to me when it was really just the peeling wall. Then, driving home tonight, I thought I saw a shooting star which turned out to be a light reflection off my window. Then I really did see a cat. A tail-less one at that. Yes, I think I am finally losing my mind. I know, some may think I lost it a long time ago, and you may be right about that. All I know now is that it's 11pm and I am still wide awake. And I don't have cable.

Humor for us mental health professionals.....

Christmas songs for the mentally ill:

1. Schizophrenia --- Do You Hear What I Hear?
2. Multiple Personality Disorder --- We Three Kings Disoriented Are
3. Dementia --- I Think I'll be Home for Christmas
4. Narcissistic --- Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me
5. Manic --- Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and.....
6. Paranoid --- Santa Claus is Coming to Town to Get Me
7. Borderline Personality Disorder --- Thoughts of Roasting on an Open Fire
8. Personality Disorder --- You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll Tell You Why
9. Attention Deficit Disorder --- Silent night, Holy - oooh look at the froggy - can I have a chocolate - why is France so far away?
10. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder --Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells

Amy kicked me out of her cubicle

Apparently, I am too hyper this morning because Amy kicked me out of her cubicle. I just don't understand it. She sent me down to Mike's cubicle, but I think I was too hyper for him too. They hate me because I'm 30 and they're not (HA! HA! They're 31!!!!). I just can't help it. KD is rarely in a bad mood these days (which is a really, really good thing for all involved). My new philosophy is-why be unhappy? It's just not fun. It only brings you and the people around you down. Now, I just need to learn how to tone down the hyperness. I blame the first-thing-in-the-morning-Diet Coke. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I better conserve some of my energy thought because I gotta work 13 hours today (5 at the crisis line). There's nothing wrong with leaving your house at 7am and not returning until 11pm, is there??????

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!

Happy Birthday today to my friend Sarah. Hope you have a great day girl! Have Russ watch the kids and go get a manicure or something! :)

I'm sleepy today. Maybe it's the cloudy weather, maybe it was the 12 hour workday yesterday, I don't know, but whatever it is, I'm sleepy. At least I'm not working tonight. Maybe I'll just go home and go to bed. Doesn't that sound fun?

Tanya and I have been planning our Girls Night Out for Friday. It had to be rescheduled due to the ice storm a couple weeks back. But this week-IT IS ON! We are even gonna get dressed up and look all cute and have a good time! I soooooo cannot wait. And my precious Mikey and I are going out Saturday night. Sounds like a fun filled weekend for sure!

Well, must get back to the daily crossword puzzle now......later people! :)

Sign of a long day?

OMG, even though I am hormonal and PMS-y, I am soooo way hyper today. I have laughed more in the first hour of being at work than I did all weekend (except for when Carrie, Erin and I were singing "Last Christmas" by George Michael and "No Scrubs" by TLC yesterday). Yea, it's gonna be a long day. And I haven't even finished my first Diet Coke yet.....and my Secret Santa left me another Diet Coke on my desk....LOVE IT! Let's hope this good mood continues as I have to put in another four hours at my part-time job tonight. Nothing like working TWELVE hours with my good friend Amy (it really isn't right for anyone involved that we work two jobs together. Just not right). I am a bit concerned, however, because I have a bit of a sore throat, swollen glands, and a sinus headache. I'm sure I'm fine though.........

uneventful weekend

Not really much to say today. Fairly uneventful weekend. Although, I did have fun helping Erin house hunt-we found one today that may be a keeper! Yay Ern!

Tomorrow starts yet another work week. I'm working 15 hours at my part-time job this week, so KD is gonna be a little busy. I will definitely be looking forward to Girl's Night Out on Friday, seeing my mommy and the rest of the fam on Saturday and seeing Uncle Jimmy's new country band on Saturday as well. Next weekend should be fun. Keeing KD busy is gonna be the name of the game. Got it, people?

Well, I'm gonna go put my jammies on (so what if it's only 6:45pm!) and go read. You're jealous of my life, aren't you? :)

Jason Marquis? Really?

Was that necessary? Didn't he suck last season? Well, now he is on my precious Cubbies. I've been impressed with their off season deals so far, but I'm not so sure about this one...

Grandpa and the mannequin

I never want to hear my grandfather making inappropriate comments about the mannequins in the short skirts and telling his grand daughters that he is "hard up" EVER again! Needless to say, a trip to the mall with grandpa is never lacking in entertainment. Nor is taking him to IHOP for his birthday lunch.....lunch was going fine until our very sweet waitress asked what grandpa's name was, then all of a sudden every single IHOP employee started clapping and requesting the entire restaurant pay attention and help celebrate Bob's birthday. Then they proceeded to sing this hip hop version of "Happy Birthday". Grandpa got into it-even clapped some himself. My sister and I just sat there and laughed. Wow. No wonder I have a massive headache right now. Oh wait, maybe I have a headache because of the shot of peppermint schnapps Grandpa made us do at 11:00 in the morning!!!!! Yea, that may have something to do with it. Nothing like getting your buzz on before dining at IHOP......After that, I helped my friend Erin house hunt. Our friend Carrie is a real estate agent, so we went driving around looking at places-it was way fun. Maybe someday I'll be a big girl and be ready to buy a house. Someday. Right now, I think I'm gonna lay down because seriously, my head freakin' hurts.

Oh, J, hope you are recovering from your surgery. Don't take too many Vicodin mister!!!!!!!

some inappropriate holiday humor

The poll is back baby!

The mini poll has made a comeback. Please make sure you cast your vote. It is a VERY important topic! If anyone has any good poll ideas, let me know!

My crack

I'm talking about the crack in my windshield by the way. You people are sick!!!! Anyway, my crack is spreading (enter inappropriate joke here). It is almost all the way across. Yea, I know I should get it fixed but at this point, I wanna see how far the little sucker will get. It's kinda like an Olympic sport watching it (that, or I really, really need to do more with my spare time while driving-like, I don't know, paying attention to THE ROAD). I'm entertained by my crack and I hope you are too. If you want to see it, let me know.

eat your heart out ladies!

This is my friend Canada. Isn't he hot? You regretting sending this to me yet, Canada?????

dude

That 22 year old guy from Saturday night called me again today. I mean, I know I'm irresistable and all (stop laughing!) but geez! I thought after I didn't call him back on Sunday he would figure it out. Everyone says I should call him back, but here's my theory. I am too damn old to date just for the sake of dating. Not like I want to get married tomorrow, but I am not gonna waste my time dating a guy I know I will have no future with-like a 22 year old. Is it too late to join a convent?

I am totally street

See Canada, I have total street cred living in the city. I mean, after all, St. Louis is THE MOST DANGEROUS CITY IN AMERICA. It's true. We finally beat out Detroit. It's been a long time coming, but our number of rapes, murders and car jackings finally took Detroit down to 2nd place. Suckers.

Oh Canada

Canada and I finally made contact last night. Nothing like a TWO HOUR phone call, eh? It felt like five minutes as we reminisced about the good ol' days, laughed at my laughable life (because, really, who isn't laughing at me right about now?), and just chit-chatted like we talk everyday (nevermind that the last time we did actually talk was my birthday in February). Canada-you always were one of the people that could make me laugh no matter what. The two of us are just equally goofy-probably why we get along so well. That, and, as you know, the Canadians are a friendly people. You have to like them. It's like an international law or something. Anyway, Canada kept this old lady awake until midnight (GASP!). But it was well worth it to talk to an old friend! I miss you Canada!

Is it wrong?

Is it wrong, that every time I watch The Biggest Loser I want to eat? What is that saying about me? Do I need to go on the show? (I'm seriously doubting so, I have yet to go over my magic "never again" weight, so I think I'm ok-FOR NOW). Maybe it's watching them all work so hard and stuff-makes me hungry, I don't know. Anyway, I LOVE that show. Of course, again tonight, I cried. I don't think a week has gone by that I haven't cried during that show. I'm a sap, what can I say (that, and, unfortunately for me and the rest of the world-PMS has reared her ugly head once again-bitch). The season finale is next week and I am PISSED because I have to work at the crisis line. And no, I am not cool enough to have Tivo, or DVR or even know how to use my VCR to record it, so I'm gonna have to get creative. Anyone have any suggestions (besides telling me to join the 21st century)?

Kerri's Rant and Rave of the day: Has this ever happened to you? You've decided a nice way to end your long, stressful day would be to relax in a nice, hot bath. Doesn't that sound nice? You run the water, maybe put some bubbles in, grab a good book (because, you're relaxing-you're gonna be in there awhile, ok?). You get ready to get in the tub, eager with anticipation, only to discover-THE F***ING WATER IS COLD.

Restroom signs-a funny ha ha

Friends don't let friends take home ugly men-Women's restroom, Starboard, Dewey Beach, DE

Beauty is only a light switch away-Perkins Library, Duke University , Durham , NC

If life is a waste of time,and time is a waste of life,then let's all get wasted together and have the time of our lives-Armand's Pizza, Washington , DC

Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity-The Bayou, Baton Rouge , LA

No matter how good she looks, some other guy is sick and tired of putting up with her shit-Men's Room,Linda's Bar and Grill, Chapel Hill , NC

Express Lane:Five beers or less-Sign over one of the urinals, Ed De bev ic's, Phoenix , AZ

You're too good for him-Sign over mirror in Women's restroom at Ed De bev ic's, Beverly Hills , CA

No wonder you always go home alone-Sign over mirror in Men's restroom,Ed De bev ic's, Beverly Hills , CA

A Woman's Rule of Thumb:If it has tires or testicles,you're going to have trouble with it- Women's restroom at Dick's Last Resort, Dallas , TX

they said it couldn't be done....

After nearly four days at home, I finally did it. Yes, folks, I went into the kitchen. And cooked. I know it's a rare phenonmenon (especially nowadays. I always cooked for J-but now that it's just me-I really don't give a crap), but, I was able to do it. It may not happen again for another couple of months, but that's ok (I think it's really because 1. I hate doing dishes and 2. I'm really, really lazy. Cereal is much easier).

The apartment is fairly clean. The trash still needs to be taken out (told you I was lazy). I've read all my magazines, I have one book left I can read. Yep-I'm ready to go back to work tomorrow. Is that sad? Probably.

What is a girl to do?

Well, I'm off work today and tomorrow and I'm already bored. Not stir crazy-gotta get out of the house-bored, but "gee, I really don't have anything to do" bored. Not that I'm complaining. I mean sure, there are about 8 loads of laundry to do, the trash needs to be taken out, the apartment overall needs a good cleaning, but none of that is fun. I will finish reading my People magazine (because I care whether or not Prince William is going to marry his girlfriend, ok????). I have a couple books I could read. I'm looking forward to watching the American Music Awards tonight-Rascal Flatts is nominated for all kinds of stuff-I'd like to see them win because they rock. Reading back over this, I realize just how sad and pathetic I sound....wow. I guess Canada was right-I really am a Grandma (thanks for that one, Mr. Tessier! Just because I requested no phone calls after 10pm-on a school night!).

Someone come over and make me do my laundry. Please? I can't go in that creepy basement alone. Jo Jo The Clown might get me.......

Yep, girl's still got it!

Uh....yea....Erin and I had some fun last night (gotta be a fun night when you don't get home until after 5:00am!). I'll spare you most of the details, but let's just start calling me Demi Moore, ok? Yes, that's right, good ol' KD got hit on by a 22 year old! NIIIIIIICE, huh? It was so very weird to be even talking to another guy, I was kinda freaked out by it, but managed to live through it. The guy has already called me today-which totally freaked me out. I don't plan on calling him back (really not trying to be bitchy, I swear). I'm just clearly not ready to be back in the dating scene quite yet. But I've now made progress.....Me, Erin and Captain Morgan were really good friends last night. It was just good to be out and talking to people and having fun. Of course, now I am sleep deprived and tired and am currently at work at the crisis line. Only four more hours to go....Luckily, I'm not working at my full time job Monday or Tuesday (due to some "use it or lose it" time off days left), so I will get plenty of rest....and clean my apartment....and do laundry.

In fun news, my friend Canada called me today! We are now officially playing phone tag. Canada-it was just so nice to hear your voice! I can't wait to talk to you so you can make fun of my hick accent! You know I won't make fun of you-I'm a sucker for a Canadian accent! :)

Well, back to work. Later all.

Luv,
Demi

Good Luck, J!

Just wanted to wish Jesse luck in his big fight tonight. He told me I couldn't say "break a leg", so I won't (apparently, that really isn't a nice thing to say to someone when it could really happen).....anyway, just be REALLY careful getting there, ok? Good luck, have fun, kick some ass, get home safely.

Congrats on the new baby, Stephen!!!

Just wanted to congratulate my friend Stephen. His wife have a beautiful baby boy, Michael Stephen, yesterday. I saw some pics-he is tooooo cute (like their other three kids). Hope all is well with your beautiful little family Stephen! See you soon!

Whew-no more chocolate covered espresso beans for me!

Dude, my heart feels like it's gonna pound out of my chest, thanks to Amy's chocolate covered espresso beans (that, and the two 20 oz. Diet Coke's I've had thus far today....). Wow. At least i won't fall asleep during my two hour drive home (well, I hope it doesn't take two hours)!!!!!!!!!!

To everyone who did not go to work today

I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This has been a public service announcement from Kerri M. Davidson, Angry and Bitter Woman of the Year, 2006

Drivin' in a winter wonderland....or something like that

Uh, yea.........there is a tree in my yard right now. Good times. I was praying that my cell phone was gonna ring this morning and it would be my supervisor telling me we didn't have to come in-that didn't happen, however, so here I am, at work. It only took me an hour and a half to get here. Didn't think I'd make it at first as I couldn't move my car from it's parking spot. But I got out and the drive was fairly uneventful. We have a skeleton crew at work today. Those of us that made it are the survivors-the toughest of the tough. We are actually gonna get all our cases done and high-tail it home. We pleaded to our hospitals to call us early, mine, however, are not real sympathetic as they are all in Kansas City and they got hit with the same crappy weather we did. SO not fun right now. Everyone, please be careful out there. It's a big freakin' mess. Hey Canada-are you laughing at us Yankees panicking about the weather? We aren't seasoned veterans at dealing with the snow and ice like our friendly neighbors to the north.....