Up All Night, Fool All Day

I did it. Signed my life away...not really. However, I signed all of the preliminary stuff for my "new" house. I'm excited, but nervous. One thing I am excited about is redecorating and shopping for house type stuff. Two of my favorite things.

How lazy was I this weekend? Very. Had a few drinks after signing my paperwork on Friday with my friend Cortney and was in bed, asleep by 10:45. I woke up briefly for 5 minutes just after 11 and tried to watch Best Week Ever with no success. Saturday I did go for a walk, but then was again asleep by 10:05. I did wake up in the middle of the night and watch some cheesey teen movie called The Trojan War (have to say it was pretty funny.) Then today...took a nap! What a lazyass. However, this is where it leaves me now. 12:17 AM and I'm up. Hhhmmm..

Can't believe it's April. And, speaking of April...my mother literally put me in tears of laughter yesterday. For YEARS my mother would always pull the same April Fool's Day jokes. 1. "There's a deer in the yard." and 2. "It's snowing outside." Living in PA you can get away with the snow joke most years in April. My sister and I would fall for it as kids, but as we got older a strained yawn from under the covers would come up with "Ok mom. April Fool's. Ha, Haaa." So yesterday as I was helping my mother prepare for early Easter dinner with grandparents today she says...
Mom: Guess what? I was downtown today and you'll never believe what I saw by the Fayette Bank builing?
Me: What?
Mom: A deer!
Me: No shit. Poor thing. Probably was lost. Remember when that one went through the Healthmart on Gallatin Avenue years ago?
Mom: (With hand over mouth and gasping for air into laughter) April Fool's!!!!
Me: (Instant tears) OH MY GOD! I can't believe (tears and silent laugh) I can't believe I fell for that!!

I don't think I've laughed that hard in a long time. So what did I do? Called my sister. Guess what?? SHE FELL FOR IT, TOO!!!! Hahahahha. Can you believe it?

I know. Sounds stupid, but it being the longstanding joke...very funny.

Girlfriends

Due to the time and the wine, this post will be short and sweet...

I just got home from a girls' night from my friend Tara's house. I love girls' nights.


There's just something that you get from your girlfriends that you just don't get from anyone else.

Back By Popular Demand

I sat down in church next to this really cute guy. He leaned across me to get something from the pew and kept leaning and leaning until he ended up leaning his cheek into my lips. As I said to him, "Ah, I don't think you know me like that." He smiled and replied, "Sure I do." So we sat there and held hands the rest of the service. Instantly, I have a boyfriend. We spent the next week running around everywhere. I introduced him to everyone. His name is Brian. He's so cute.
And then the alarm went off...but, it was a really good dream. Disappointed? Yeah. Me, too.

If only getting a boyfriend was that easy.

I don't know why I've been in such a funk about writing, but I have. Well...I know a little bit why. This sounds stupid, but it's true. I read this article in People magazine about people getting fired over what they blog. I try to keep this as anonymous as possible, but checking my site meter has let me see that people have Googled me and found my blog. My main concern...future employers reading my vent and stupid stories and not hiring me. I will say it censors me a bit.
Funny...now that I've said that I feel like I left the disclaimer to say what I want.

And, one of my dear friend flattered me by asking me to start blogging again. She even said something like, "It's like my daily Enquirer!" Thanks!!

(I think I need to get these claw nails trimmed down as typing is becoming increasingly difficult.)

News Updates on me...

1. Heading down the homestretch in school. I hope I make it. They're like caged animals at this point.

2. Started swimming again. This time very seriously and actually enjoying it. Up to 2500 yards (100 laps) a day/ 4 days a week in addition to my aerobics class that I love.

3. Coaching is over. I'm glad because it was a long season, but it was a lot of fun.

4. Dating status...single (except in my dreams.)

5. I'm officially in my first wedding. Almost 30 and never been a bridesmaid. My friends Matt and Katie's wedding. 14 months to get real skinny. I think I can do it. (Maybe I'll have a date for that wedding??)

6. I'm buying a house.

Now I know it sounds stupid to buy a house, and the reason I decided to buy it is probably dumber, but strangely enough....it makes sense. I know...why would I buy a house in a town I don't want to stay in? Well, a friend of the family's mother passed away in January which leaves this house. It's small, very reasonable and there is a rental on top which pretty much pays the mortgage. I figure when/if I get a new job in Pittsburgh, I can rent out the place where I'll be living. It's exciting, but still makes me nervous. It needs some cosmetic work like wallpaper stripping, carpet, yada, yada, but is doable. And, it gives me equity. Most importantly...I can actually not live with the 'rents. (Angels sing.)
Now...why did I all of a sudden decide to buy this place? My card reader. Yes, I listened to the card reader. Long short of it she said it would be best if I moved. It didn't make sense, but we sometimes need to do what doesn't make sense to get what we want. My logic?? Nothing has been going my way for 4 years, so why not?

T.V. stuff...
1. New Teachers show...stupid. It wasn't anything close to what goes on in a school. No idiot would even attempt to drink beer (although sometimes we think the kids are going to drive us to it) nor would the amount of flirtation/sexual harassment go on. Sure we joke around...those f us who know each other!! If I was a new teacher/substitute and another teacher would hit on me like that...I would have his ass fired (and be sitting pretty in my BMW. ha!)
The fact of the matter is that would never occur. The show was slightly redeemable at the end when the canned jokes stopped and an (innocent) romance is on the rise. I'll turn in again, but based on tonight, I doubt it lasts.

2. I want Rachel Ray's job on $40 a Day and I want to marry Jim O'Connor from The
Secret Life Of. What a great life that would be and I would not keep it secret!

3. American Idol...poor showing tonight. Anyone could be off.

4. America's Next Top Model...love that show.

Other than that, I'm done today. I have PowerPoint project that is due tomorrow that I haven't started yet. I do have a two week window to turn it in (via online) but I really should have it done. Have the day off tomorrow to do it so that will be a nice break from the mayhem called school.

I promise to try to be less censored about blogging.

Layin' Low

I'm back. Kinda. I just feel like I want to be in hibernation mode right now. This post may be brief...maybe not. I'm just going to write until I feel like quitting. (Or my new nails permit me to do so.) I got nails. Nothing like BAPS or anything. Just gel coats over my own nails. Made them a lot longer as they are stronger. They look nice, but are not as easy to type.

Mardi Gras was great as usual. The crowd was still there despite the devistation surrounding. No real great stories...the usual. Drinking, parades, dancing, eating. I feel like I've dried out by now. We did have a great time dancing one night in which I was told I said, "Hey...I'm going to grab a beer. Hold my Iraqi." We went to one place where all you saw were "grillz." Scary, but funny. I did the whole Hurricane experience (in which I honestly don't think I've had a Hurricane in the 3 previous Mardi Gras...weird) and topped it off with a Hand Grenade. Yeah...needless to say there was a mid-day nap in that day. Overall it was a great experience and always nice to visit with Emily. I did get my cards read by a gypsy. The was pretty cool. Apparently I'm having twins, have 3 enemies and am getting a new job (among other strangely eerie things.) Let's hope it's in reverse order.

Weird things today....I watched an episode of Saved By the Bell today that I have never seen before. (I love this show.) Zack was supposed to be in a movie at Bayside with some young movie star guy that was hitting on Kelly. They all went to a party and the guy was smoking pot and Kelly was pressured right before the commercial break to smoke it. This of course was prefaced earlier in the show with Jessi in a support group talking about her addiction to caffeine pills (remember that one??) And then this evening...I caught an episode of Friends that I had never seen before. Weird.

Started an aerobics class that's a mixture of tai bo, kickboxing, spinnng, step and etc...It's kicking my ass, but I really like it. 20 pounds down, 40 more to go by July 4th.

It's 11:20 and I should be asleep, but the Flavor of Love is on and I have to see who he picks. I love this show! In fact, I love all the shitty reality shows. VH1 and MTV are the best because of the marathons they run on the weekends. I just finishe "There and Back" with Ashley Parker Angel from OTown. That's the best worst. I just love when the scene freeze-frames and he steps out. Tonight...his song made it on the radio and he freeze-framed and jumped on the truck next to him. Great. I love it!

School is winding down. 54 days left....seems like a lot, but it will go really fast. I think I'll always look forward to summer. I really need to work this summer, but I really don't want to. IWell am teaching 3 classes at a local branch of PennState. Kids' classes. Get this....cooking, Wizards and wizarding (HP class) and (drumroll please....) Scrapbooking! HA!! I hate that shit, but it's simple and easy for kids to do. $20/hour so I can't pass it up. I'd like to find something else to do, but I don't want it to interfere with my walking in the morning and pool time in the afternoon. That's why I'm in education. Summers, baby.

Well, my knees are getting tired of holding the laptop up and I'm going to try to watch the rest of Flav. More updates later....I may lay low the rest of this month, but I'll promise to refresh myself in April.

Coming Soon...

Between work and the flu, I don't think I'll be updating until this weekend...I soooooo need some sleep.

It's that Time of Year....

Mardi Gras Time!!

I will be on hiatus for the next week. Good juicy stories to come!

Until then...

This is Random Bitch...

It's that time of year again. Mardi Gras time! My 4th one and I'm rip roaring ready to go. I haven't had a day off of work in a long time and more importantly...I haven't been out of Fayette County in a while. Being that I'm used to traveling out of state at least once a month, not even getting to Pittsburgh on a regular basis has taken it's toll on me. Coaching has had me tied up. I feel like a CityMouse stuck in a CountryMouse life. What better place for a girl to go than NOLA?

I've been kinda bummed this weekend. I think relationships (or lack there of) has taken toll on me as well. Now before you comment "don't worry...it will come," or "it's always when you're not looking for it," hold off. I don't really want to hear those. No single girl does. In fact....now that I read this, I'm thinking of changing the tone of my blog lately. It might be bitchy single girl...rather Bridget Jones-esque.

It's been 4 years that I've been single. F-O-U-R years. That's ridiculous. I've had a few dates (and I say few loosely.) There's times where I really want to head full-force back into dating, but then I actually get a little scared. I think if there was someone totally interested, I might be ready....but that's the biggest fucking problem. The dating pool here is full of polio and I don't see any sign of a vaccine in the works. Yes, I'd like to move, but that presents another problem. Job. I can't move without a job and I haven't been able to find a new job. Then some fucking cornhusker wins the Powerball. What kind of fairness is that?

What's good in my life right now, you ask? I've lost 20 pounds. (1/3 to my goal for the dreaded 3-0!) I don't mind my job this year. Thank the Lord or I might have pull my fingernails out. Speaking of...my little treat to myself: nails. Don't worry. It's not like B.A.P.S. They're tasteful. Gel coats over my real nails (which are actually long.) I was tired of having them break or the polish chip off in a day. They look nice and aren't too hard on the keyboard either.

The Eve...

The Eve. The Eve of the Day. Valentine's Day.

I don't like when Valentine's Day falls during the week. Totally cramps my SATC marathon and wine and cheese binge. I really thought this year I might have a Valentine. The night is still young and the Day is long. I guess I am a hopeless romantic.

Looking back on Valentine's Day gifts....I received some good gifts, but honestly?? Mostly a lot of bad.

Good Gifts:
Bobby Brown: My Perrogative (cassette)
Annonymous carnation delivered in high school
Apartment cleaning and dinner made
Stuffed animal and flower
Rose and cookie cake (remember those?)

Bad Gifts:
No card (this one can repeat many a times...is it that hard fellas???)
FarSide book (still in the bag)
I got to pay for dinner...wasn't that nice?
Shitty box of chocolates
No card
Forgot

I never asked for anything for Valentine's Day....well early on...then I just flat out told two of the guys I was dating, "I don't give a f**k what you get me. However, if you don't get me a simple card, I'll lose my shit."
And what happened after that? I swear to you more than once, I didn't get a card. Bastards. Meanwhile I would have settled --actually been quite pleased-- with a PostIt stuck to the kitchen counter.

What will this Valentine's Day bring? A vet appointment with my dog. That's the only date I have. However...the hopeless, I repeat, HOPELESS romantic in me still thinks my knight in shining armor will show up with something. Who's the knight, you ask? As soon as you find him let me know, too.

Anyone---any good or bad gifts? Add them to the comments.

Valentine's Day Turd. Updated Version

I'm not sure where the original story is, but here is the "new" version of the infamous Valentine's Day Turd. Hope memory serves me right.

Picture it. February 14, 1998. Four lonely girls. One Red House.

"I hate Valentine's Day. I'm banning it this year."
"Me too. I'm sick of people oogling each other, getting flowers, cards and candy and not have my own boy to schmooze."
"Yeah. I wish I was getting shit for Valentine's Day!"
"Let's throw a Wine and Cheese party??!"
"Yeah. With paper hearts and we'll all wear black."
"Awesome!"

So the four ladies in waiting start preparing the infamous Red House for one of our huge parties. Last huge party was homecoming and well, a sliced finger, cops and landlord arriving: it got a liiiitlllle out of hand. We thought we'd keep it low only inviting singles and rules were that you must bring wine, you must wear black. Easy enough.
With three of us being elementary education majors, construction paper was always on hand. We began cutting out our hearts (no pun intended) of pink and red and hanging them from the ceiling. 10 turned to 20, 30 turned to 80 and by the end of it there must have been at least 300 in our modest, crooked apartment on Waugh Avenue. All hanging from the finest of OralB dental floss, the hearts transformed the dismal dump to a romantic heaven. Hearts in every room and swaying as the sliding glass door was opening and shutting all so often.
The word was out and by 7:00 PM the ladies had begun their night. All dolled up with our uniforms of black shirts, jeans and black boots, our smokey eye-shadowed eyes were glistening with a few glasses of wine already slung down. No one was going to ruin our night. Man or not, we were going to rock it.
The part was a hit. People were everywhere. People we knew, people we didn't. The quaint get together had blossomed to an awesome low-key blowout. No cops, no landlord, no drama. Excellent party! We all headed to bed at different times...not even sure when. The Black Valentine's Day party was over.

Until the next day.

By the time we all were up, greasy-breakfasted, napped and up again the usual trail of people started arriving. The Red House was a haven for WC. The gathering ground for post-party gossip, break-up tragedy and everyday drama. If you wanted to know something, get to the Red House. If the four of us didn't know, someone soon to arrive would. As the misfits started to pour in few comments came with them.

"damn. Look at the ashtrays on the porch."
"There are still wine bottles in the tub."
"Did you know there's a pair of shitty boxers next to your dumpster?"

Whah, whah, whah, what?????

"Yeah. I walked down from Hillside through Overflow and there's a pair of boxers laying next to your dumpster and I think someone wiped there ass with them."
(Bouts of laughter)

So we all jump up and go out the back door to inspect the evidence. Where the hell would those come from? Who do they belong to? Who went home without underwear? We all headed back into the house. Sitting on the couches trying to decipher the night the questions arose.

"I just don't get it. Why would someone leave their boxers back there?"
"Um, hello. Why didn't they just use our bathroom?"
"Why don't we go look outside again?"

So we all trudge outside again. This time noticing "other evidence." Enter...toilet paper.

"Holy shit! Look! There's toilet paper over there!"

A few pieces (looked like a buncher not a roller had left them) were in a line. Kinda like when Bobby and Cindy got lost in the Grand Canyon and left the popcorn train with the little Indian boy?? So we followed the trail. A metal glass. Looks a lot like the ones we have in our kitchen. It is one of the ones we have in our kitchen! And, it's still half full of wine! It's next to the couch. (Yes. We had a couch in the back yard. Wasn't ours. It belonged to the guys who used to live in our house and our landlord had yet to get rid of it. We were in college, okay?)

Picture the line...shitty boxers, bunched up toilet paper, metal glass half full of wine...and wait. What the...?? Oh. My. God. There's a turd on the couch. A big huge log. "It's lo-og, it's lo-og."
Who the...? What the...? Why...?

"Who the hell would A: Pinch a loaf on a couch, and B: Clearly leave without their boxers?"

After questioning most of the AlphaSig boys next door and clearly knowing it wasn't them, we started to wonder. This went on most of the night while watching SouthPark and random movies. Every 15 minutes or so a reference to the clues would come up and still a mystery. After many ramblings it all started to come together.

"Wait a minute. Nicki and I were in the bathroom last night and some asshole kept knocking on the door. I told him wait a minute! He was totally being a jerk. I yelled back at him and then said the hell with it. When we came out, no one was there."
"Wait. I remember the back door being open and I thought it was strange, but just assumed someone went outside to smoke a cigarette."
"Wait. Who would go out the back door to smoke when everyone always goes out the front."
"Terri had some friends here from highschool. Maybe they did. They had never been here before."
"That's who was yelling at the door. I heard someone yelling to get in the bathroom and I peeked in and didn't know who the hell it was. When I looked back in, he was gone."
"Wait. I wondered who opened the backdoor and left it open."

Ohhhhhh. I bet...
I bet...
I bet...

Moral of the story...

Be careful what you wish for. You might just get shit for Valentine's Day.

Secret Valentine?

Valentine's Day is looming. Arggh! (That's my lonely pirate impression.)

Wouldn't it be great to get a secret Valentine message? Known Valentine message? Any Valentine message?

Not sure if I'll send Valentines out this year or not. I would love to have a party like the Valentine's party from senior year of college. We decorated the entire house with paper hearts -literally a few hundred. It looked pretty cool and was a lot of fun. Filled the bathtub with bottles of wine and the table with cheese. We all wore black boycotting the day. Ah, times were so simple then.

Does anyone have the Valentine's Day Turd story I wrote in college? I'm going to try to dig that one up...if not, I'll rewrite it. May take a while as I'll have to conference with Cags for some details.

Shhhhh....It's a Secret

This is a blog that I've been reading for a while. I like the idea of it. I've not sent anything in, but I have a lot that I've considered. I definitely want to buy the book.

Maybe I'll make a postcard tonight. Hmmm...

The Case of the Missing Underwear

I know it's been a while since I've posted, but I don't even know where the time has gone. So, I'll post a few funny quips. Last week while talking to BrooklynJay, this transpired...

GIRL: how about this one

GIRL: when you win a swim meet the tradition is to throw the coach in the water. so i won on thursday, the kids threw me in...yada, yada. i went to the coach's office/teacher's office to change my clothes. there is a bathroom in there. i had to go home before meeting the other coaches out to get something to eat. so i get home and unpack my bag and realize that i've forgotten my underwear on the floor of the bathroom.

GIRL: i don't work in that building so i tell the other coach when he goes into work to get my underwear so the swim teacher doesn't see them.
GIRL: he went in the mornign....no underwear. we're guessing the nighttime janitor either threw them away or....

GIRL: has them.

BROOKLYNJAY: hahahahaha

BROOKLYNJAY: now why isn't this an entry????
GIRL: creepy....but really funny

Waiting for Guffman

It's like in a Hitchcock movie, you know, where they tie you up in a rubber bag and throw you in the trunk of a car. You find people... You find them.

So I had a Waiting for Guffman moment. Well, night. I had a little get together and the guest of honor (though I don't think he knew it) never showed.

Typical. I quit.

Brokeback Mountain Post

Finally I can join the ranks of the viewers of Brokeback Mountain.

Final thought. Wow. I would like to see it again on the couch with a bottle of wine (so I can cry in peace...lately I'm not that good at crying quietly in the theater.) It was realllllly good. I think it will be one of those movies I can watch over and over. Oh yeah....and Jake G: YUM. Except with the porn star mustache. I know that was the style in the 70's (as--strangely I'm thinking now--my dad had one) but he looked really kinda creepy with it. And the sex scenes....wooha. Hot and heavy. My only thought was, "are gay breakups always that violent?" I hope you can hear the sarcasm in my words. All in all....great movie!

Four day week. Yeah! Being that we haven't had ANY snow days and like TWO delays, I'm looking forward to the shorter week. Hard to believe the year is almost half way over. As always, I'm looking forward to summer. On that note, I may start fakebaking again. I always feel better with a little color.

Ran again today. This time in my neighborhood which is considerably harder than the treadmill. One, I have to monitor the timed intervals on my iPod which is hard to see, I can't monitor my speed and I'm not experienced enough to know how fast I'm running and the biggest thing...hills. All in all I did well. Sore, but I did it. I actually packed my bag to swim in the morning. Still kicking around training for a Master's swim team. We'll see.

American Idol starts tomorrow. I won't get home until it's almost done, so I'm taping it. These are the auditions...truly the best part of the show. 39 days until I leave for Mardi Gras. I'm sooo looking forward to the break, the parades and seeing the rebuild of New Orleans--city and spirit.

A New Game

Anyone remember sorority/fraternity mixers from college? I was shooting the shit with a co-worker this morning and we got on the subject of mixers. School House, Nuts and Bolts, Grab-a-Date, etc. But, this one....this was the best. I had never heard of it and I soooo want to throw a party like this.


Edward 40 Hands.

After looking this up on the net, apparently this is a major phenomenon. I can't believe of all the drinking games I've played, I've never heard of this one. Apparently WC missed this one. Or rather, maybe I'm too old to have played this. In any sense, I've been laughing about it since about 10:15 this morning.

I'm beat

This post will be short because I'm soooo tired. The meets are wiping me out. And, the fact that I've run on Monday and Wednesday morning at 6 AM. AND I swam today, too.

I typed out a huge blog the other night and it disappeared. I hate when that happens.

Verdict on the shoes? I frickin' love them! For the first time in a long time, my feet don't hurt and didn't cramp. A+

I'm beat.

What I Did Today

Did a lot of shopping today. Actually, did a lot of things today. I decided to go to church. Resolution?? I don't know. I don't think it should really be a resolution....I think I should just go. However, I feel kinda bad because the sermon was super boring. The church I currently attend (meaning I've been there twice lately) is getting a new minister. The kid --I say that because he's roughly my age-- there now is really nice, but most of the time too academic. I don't really need someone to reiterate the scripture to me. I'd get more out of it if there was a short anecdote. Whatever. Wanna guess what I prayed for today? Yes, a boyfriend.

After that I went to breakfast with my parents and then began my shopping extravaganza. I stopped at The Finish Line first. I'm still bound and determined to become a runner so I bought new running shoes. The sales associate was super helpful (a marathon runner) so I feel like I got the best pair for me. I ended up with these ASICS. Very comfy with extra insoles. And, I'll be flying like fucking Harry Potter hence the name of the shoes...heheh.

This is where my fever began --"and the only cure for it, is some more cowbell!" Just kidding...a little tangent.

Well, my fever actually began when I walked out of breakfast. Sunny out so I put on my new Michael Kors sunglasses (purchased on eBay for $25!) All of a sudden with expensive (pre-eBay) sunglasses on I feel like I make 100K a year. So I head to trade secret and buy shampoo, conditioner, hairwax and hairspray...none of which I need, but I did get an awesome sale. Next stop was NY&Co. for some clothes...which I saved $186 with coupons and sales. 8 tops a pair of pants and a belt and I was out of there. Next stop...BestBuy for new headphones for my iPod defective ears. Actually just my left ear is defective. So I bought new headphones and a camera case. I hate shopping for electronics and accessories. I know nothing about them, so it takes me a really long time. I didn't find the same excellent service as I did at the Finish Line, but I asked a couple of people if there was a difference between the Phillips headphones I bought and the Apple headphones except for price. There isn't. And, I was glad because I really didn't feel like spending $45 on headphones. I ended my shopping there, but I should have went on. I have a baby shower to go to on Sunday and I was right next to the store and totally forgot to go in. Shit. Now I have to drive back down to Pittsburgh and shop this week. Time is the issue this week.

I headed up to the Fox and the Hound to watch the Steeler game with some friends. What an awesome game (especially with my new found knowledge and understanding of football.) Not much is better than watching a Steeler game in a Pittsburgh bar. I ventured home after the game and gave myself a pedicure, facial and prepared my clothes for the big running day tomorrow morning.

I just realized this is pretty boring.

Neville On Canvas

So here is the portrait of Neville that my sister painted.
****Better picture now****

Finally a Football Fanatic?

Is it the New Year? Is it me turning (ahem) 30? Or am I becoming a sports fan? I'm sitting up right now watching the PennState/FSU game and totally enjoying it. First of all it's 12:50 AM and I should definitely be asleep. Second of all, last week I didn't even understand football and all of a sudden I'm getting it. I even watched and understood part of the Steeler game on Sunday. (At least the part I was awake to watch.) Anyway...I'm growing up, aren't you proud? Funny, I think understanding football and becoming an "informed" fan was one of my resolutions a couple of years ago. "It's better to get something done late than never." I got that in a fortune cookie once and have it taped to my desk organizer at school.

Resolutions...

7. Don't talk about work outside of work. (Unless it's a really funny story.)

8. Don't mince words. I know this sounds cruel, but I'll try to be as tactful as possible. I just think I need to start saying what I really feel. Cags blog reminded me of this mantra I used to live by...What You See Is What You Get. It's just that well....I'm not going to shit you on anything.

PennState wins!! (And I just put my hands up in the field goal posistion...WTF?)

Okay...I'm definitely going to be now. Boy it's going to hit me tomorrow.

The New Year Low Down

Have you been waiting for the New Year's Post? I'll recap the Christmas first and some few things in between.

Christmas. Really nice. Quiet, but good. With a small family, it doesn't usually get too loud. Surprises this year? The Nano. Very cool. I'm still learning how to use it, but I like. It's sooo small it doesn't even look real. Same with my camera (no gift, I purchased it.) I went with the Canon SD450. It's really tiny, too. My next tiny purchase? The Razr phone. That will come in March. It's the year of the really thin tiny things...including myself. (Have a goal being that I will be turning 30 in 6 mos 2 days.)
Got some other really nice things for Christmas. My sister painted an awesome picture of Neville. The break seemed long now that I think of it, but I really didn't get a ton accomplished. Practice everyday kept me from sleeping in each day except for NewYear's Day.

And the New Year. Had a great time with the usual crew plus a few. Headed to Mt. Washington for an excellent dinner at LaTavola and then to Station Square to get this....go dancing. I haven't been dancing forever. It was a good time...my feet are still killing me, but I'm dealing. Still haven't seen Brokeback Mountain because IT STILL HASN'T ARRIVED IN ANY THEATER WITHIN 50 MILES! Lame...so lame.

So what does the New Year bring? Not sure, but it better be a more involved love life, new job and new living conditions. I was reviewing my resolutions from last year. I did pretty good about keeping them. Pretty good. Resolutions for this year? I don't know yet. It's bothering me a bit because I normally have too many.

(How about there is a really eerie thunderstorm occurring right now. Weird)

So here's a recap of my resolutions from last year. Maybe reading these I'll decide what my new ones will be.

1. Develop a healthy lifestyle. That's always at the top of our list...I'll continue to trudge on
2. Have my clothes picked out, bag and lunch packed before I go to bed. Ah, failed.
3. Get involved with a charity. Check. Go AWNY!
4. Read at least one book per month. Check! I believe I hit 13 or 14 this year.
5. Blog or journal at least every other day. Maybe I made up with double entries?
6. Be willing to let myself show through my writing. Ergg....kinda.
7. Settle differences from the past. I've definitely let go
8. Join online dating. Check! and not for me.
9. Tell my family members and friends I love them... I feel like I've done that, but I never feel like it's enough.
10. Move. Failed...due to being stuck in my job. Please Allegheny County!! Hire me!

Okay. Maybe with these, I can muss up a few with an updated list tomorrow.

1. REdevelop healthy lifestyle and keep it.
2. Get boyfriend. (And he'll fall head over heels over me!!)
3. Take more pictures (that aren't just of my dog.)
4. Send a short story (at least) to a publisher of some sort.
5. Save more money.
6. Move.

I'll leave with those, but I'm not really happy with them. Alright...I'm going to keep up with reading resolution from last year.