Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

I love that song. I just think the lyrics are funny. The tune isn't so bad either. (I'm not sure who even sings it.)

I'm heading to see Kenny Chesney today. I'm not really a fan, but there was an extra ticket. I'm all about the event. I remember once going to see the "Pittsburgh Bulls." They were a lacrosse team back in the early 90's. I didn't know dick about lacrosse (and still don't,) but it was fun to be at the game.

So today I head out to country music bonanza with Kenny Chesney, Keith Urban, Gretchen Wilson, Pat Green and Uncle Kracker. (All y'all loyal readers probably think I'm a Krack Head for going as country music isn't my normal genre of jam.) And what is Uncle Kracker doing there? Well...I've linked all of them for your viewing pleasure (and for my research of who I'm actually going to hear.) If you're going to be there, look for me....

I'll be the one in the cowboy hat.

Guilty Pleasure

I love Laguna Beach. I'm so happy it's back. Also finished Harry Potter 6. Very good. I won't spoil it...

"You're terrrrrible, Muriel"

Well...I made it through the wedding without my name being yelled over the mic for the bouquet toss...except this time the bride came to the table to get me.

I'm all for the bouquet toss. I used to love it. Running out there hoping that at some point I might catch it and be the next to get married. sure. It was great. But, I did catch the bouquet once. I was 23. I'm not married yet...so guess what? I'm over the bouquet toss. Have it. Have it all you want...but for Christ's sake. If someone hasn't come up when they call for it--they probably don't want to come up there. It's not as if they forgot. I never forgot about it. It was the first thing I thought of when going to weddings before...well, right after the bar and the cake.

Do I look that desperate? Is everyone feeling bad for me? "Oh get molly up here. Maybe she'll catch the bouquet and that will give her a push to get married." I understand the tradition of it...but next time folks...leave us late 20-somethings and up out of it. Don't you worry...we'll be there if we feel like it.

Other than that, the wedding was fun. The ceremony (noon) and reception (5:00) were far apart so Doug and I went and had a beer and saw "Wedding Crashers." Very funny. Silly, but funny. We looked kind of silly going in there with my dress and heels and his shirt and tie. But, hey...we were wedding hopping...ha. (I at least thought it was funny.) Thanks Doug...great wedding with you as usual!

No life changing event...I certainly didn't win the Powerball. Someday. Up next on the agenda I believe is the wave pool this weekend with a trip to the Gypsy. Then off to Punta Cana on the 8th....possibly a Cedar Point trip in between. (Looking forward to a corndog....mmm.)

Well...it's hot as balls outside so I'm going to take advantage of the pool...few days left until school starts. 30 to be exact. Powerball....where are you?

Horoscopes and New Readings

This will be short and sweet...those of you who know me or at least have been reading, you know my obsession with the supernatural. I once even in a drunk night left myself a Post-It note of a list of things to do..."Get shampoo. Pay credit card. Develop Psychic Ability." Yes folks. Quite embarassing, too when you wake up hungover on the couch and your roomate is staring at you with the Post-It in your hand. (Sadly...I was serious and still try to develop my abilities.) Anyway...a friend of mine from childhood gave me a new blog to read. So I lurked. Good stuff. Then I lurked some more (or s'more.) And, I found this....

Will it keep me from getting my cards read? Um, no...but it's a hell of a good story.

Oh yeah...last reading from Rebecca I was the card on the left in relationships...real open, eh? I think I'm heading more into the card on the right. (Really...I'm just having fun posting pictures.)

What's Goin' On...

I can't believe the summer is half way over. Maybe I'll win the Powerball on Wednesday and it will never be over.

Well...I just cancelled my membership to match.com. Thank goodness. Whether it was not the time for me or I'm just a loser, it just plain sucked. Wait...I'm not a loser...It's been documented.

Got my copy of HP and the Half-blood Prince. Have to say...pretty good so far. Actually, really good. Though I'm realizing I may have read The Order of the Phoenix a little too fast as I'm tapping my brain trying to remember things. I also received The Hollywood Dodo from Doug for my birthday. I hope to get into that next week.

Went camping this past weekend...good times. We canoed, ate, drank, were merry. It's the usual for us kids...paper bag or a palace...we can have a good time.

My friend Renee and her husband had their first baby this weekend. Nathan Charles. 8lbs. Whoa, baby! Congrats to them!

So my favorite card reader said that something "lifechanging" is going to happen from a 3 week timeline from the last reading (July 2.) This looks like this week/end sometime. My horoscope also heeds attention to this....(I'm feeling Powerball, but it probably will be something like a skin rash or trench mouth.)

Heading to my 3rd, yes 3rd wedding of the summer this weekend. Can we make it a THIRD time I'm called out over the mic for the bouquet toss? (Oh yeah...I forgot to blog about that...seems to happen so often that I assume it tradition with the cake cutting and stomping of the glass thing.) We will see. At least this time I have a date to take to the wedding. Thanks, D for being my usual great wedding date.

Those of you who know me well know that I have bizarre dreams and many a night. So last night I had dream that some strange man appeared in the back of my car and as I went to yell and scream my tongue became almost too big for my mouth and paralized in a sticking out position with my teeth clamped on it. Am I being warned to keep my mouth shut about something? Fat chance.

Keep checking the picture...I've been changing it according to moods, but the front page takes some time to catch up.

Has anyone watched the INXS search for a new front? I'm quite enjoying it.

Random Thoughts about Me.

Some random thoughts...

1. Tie for best rerun show....Cosby or The Wonder Years (though I haven't seen this rerun in a while.)
2. I was thinking about saying hello to someone and how I would say it and I actually did...outloud...by myself in the car.
3. I stood in the line at the deli today and talked to random people. Is that weird?
4. I added a picture to my profile...not sure why it's not coming up on the front page...I think I'll keep changing the pic of who I feel like for the day/week. If you know me well enough, you know why I chose the current one.
5. Keanu Reeves is still the worst actor known...but I do really like "A Walk in the Clouds."
6. I forgot how much I really like Queen until I heard a new car commercial yesterday.
7. While I know reality TV isn't that creative...I love it. The really bad stuff, too.
8. It takes an average of 364 licks to get to the center of a tootsie pop...does that mean if you did one lick per day it would be done in a year or do the licks have to be continuous to keep the lollypop wet and disolving?
9. The smell of anise could make me throw up....yet the I like the smell of skunks.

Woobie Woobie

So I'm hooked on the Andy Milonakis (sp?) show on Mtv...I LOVE that show. It's really stupid silly, but funny. The part with his dog cracks me up. If you haven't watched it the show is brief skits that are really stupid, but crack me up. Randomly it will break to his dog and he's cooing at it saying "woobie woobie." Then you see a bubble above the dog's head with "woobie" envisioning killing Andy.

So...here's my "Woobie" Neville....with the his stuffed animal "Teenage Neville" ...he also has a "Baby Neville." (Basically stuffed animals that look like him but are smaller in size...I know...pathetic, but if you have a dog..you know what I mean.

Hopefully more interesting stuff this weekend.

And...now I know how to put pics on so hopefully more fun pictures.

Die Hard Fan

Now this is fan-atic. I've told my out of town friends the dedication and love that Pittsburgh has for their sports teams...especially the Steelers. This guy....well, maybe now they'll send him his season tickets.

My DragQueen Name

Sugar Snatch

This is my Drag Queen name...I can't remember where I found it, but I'm sure if you google it something will come up.

Happy Birthday to Me!

I'm 29 today...Happy Birthday to me!!! It's been a great day. I've spent it exactly how I wanted. I woke up, walked the dog, put on the Today Show...Around 10:30 I thought...it's not too early for a glass of wine. Well, maybe too early for wine, so I had a couple bloody mary's and watched some SATC. I finally watched the alternate endings for the finale. OMG. I would have been so pissed had it been anything but how they ended it. I love that show.

So I didn't cry today...well, I did. But, only for the ending of SATC. (The finale always makes me cry.) I think I'm actually happy being 29 (I say that a little on edge.) This is the year of me. They should add me to the Chinese year thing. Rat, Dragon, Molly. I don't know why, but I have a feeling it's going to be a good year. I figure this....it can't get much worse than the past 3. They have been somewhat aweful. The trips and highs (sounds like I was on drugs...but, um, no) were great, but the lows and down times were not. I'm looking forward to new experiences and new things.

Okay...the drinks are catching up to me and I'm beat. I had a wonderful weekend with lots of friends and good times....I'll try to blog about all of it later in the week, but I'm beat.

Whodini-Whodogni

I'm slacking a bit, but I think my mind has been on hiatus. Went camping this weekend. It was fun...but REALLY hot. I went and picked up Neville (the dog) on Saturday and brought him up to the campground. I had a feeling he wouldn't be thrilled about it, but kept pouring water on him to keep him cooled until the sun went down. When it was time to go to bed, I coaxed him into the tent. (Yes, I slept in a tent.) He wasn't thrilled, but layed down on the blanket and I comforted him to sleep as he shook. Well, at aroung 10 til 6 in the morning Danni and I (we shared the hot box tent) woke up to hear someone unzipping the tent. "Who's breaking in?" I'm sure was the question that came to both of our minds. No one. The dog --now dubbed "Whodini"--unzipped the tent with his teeth and escaped. I couldn't believe it. Amusing, but oh shit. Now I have to catch the dog. (Let me remind you that Neville doesn't leave his leash for he tends to run the 40 yard dash...10 times....I guess that would be the 400, eh?) Anyway I eventually tricked him into the bathroom where he got a smack and attached him to the leash. I think if he could have figured out the way to walk home, he would have.

Other than that my birthday is looming. 5 days. Ugh. 29.

I'm also getting that awful feeling that I won't be moving out of U'town come September. Ugh. Ugh.

Well, I guess I'll just go and sulk at the pool...HA!

Cruise...Control It.

So I think Tom Cruise has just plain lost it. I suppose there always has to be a freak in the news and since Michael is taking hiatus by "not having sleepovers anymore" Tom is stepping in. The whole Katie Holmes thing...okay, weird, but people got over the Woody Allen and Sui Ni (sp?) thing. I'm willing to overlook the age difference, but the "in lust" attitude is getting annoying. It might even be weirder than Billy Bob Thorton's phobia of antique furniture and his "in f**k" relationship with Angelina. I'm using the "in ----" instead of "in love" because I don't get it how these movie stars fall in and out of "love" so quickly. I mean how is your soul mate or great love in the same career field as you? Would they be destined to be single if they only hung out with the common folk? Can I only fall in love with someone in the field of education? Okay...tangent...but let's get back to Tom.
I watched an interview with Tom and Matt Lauer this morning on The Today Show where Tom verbally chastised Matt for not knowing enough about psychiatric medicine, care and drugs. Hmm...last time I checked Tom only graduated highschool. I didn't realize he had a doctorate in any kind of medicine. Oh wait!! Silly me....he studies Scientology. Now, I have nothing against Scientology or people practicing it. Quite frankly, I find it intriguing though I know little about it. I understand people like to be passionate about their beliefs, but his interview was off the deep end: yelling at Matt that he needs to study up on this basically hoax of a science (psychiatry) especially since he's a reporter/journalist.
Now...do I believe in psychiatric medicine? I don't know. I've never had to take anything, but I know people who do and benefit greatly from it. I've also seen people become too dependent on it and I blame that on poor counsel from the doctors. I also think (due to poor counsel) that people -especially children- are overmedicated and often become physically dependent on these medicines.
What's this blog stemming from? The fact that Tom is just plain weird now. Go on with your bad self and your young girl and your strong Scientology beliefs....but, don't do it soooo out loud. You're on the border of fanatic, Tom.

***Update....here is the interview.

Good Readers, Arf! Arf!

Well...the past two blogs have definitely been good ones as for all the comments. Thanks readers for your two cents (and for you lurkers....hope to hear from you soon!! --I can say this because I'm a lurker on other blogs as well.)

Maybe John Gray is right...Women are from Venus and Men are from Mars

In other words women are full of love and men are little green men with antennae.


I'll be posting another comment-laden blog tonight or tomorrow....sneak peak on the topic here.

Singles...Speak Out!

After reading Jay's Excuse Manifesto, I thought I'd post on mine as well: Why are we single? At times when I'm feeling insecure, I use the "I choose to be. I don't want to be hassled with a relationship...I have a lot of things to accomplish." Which...in all honesty...is probably total bullshit. I don't really know why I'm single. It's definitely hard to find someone out there and I think as I'm getting older, I'm willing to put up with less (cranky old spinnster that I am!) I do have "deal breakers" but, they aren't so much breakers as they are a checklist of what I want. I don't think I ask for much, but maybe I do?
When I was in my late teens/early twenties I used to believe in "the soul mate." Now, I don't think so. I think it's all timing. Timing on women's part, but (and here goes) more of a timing factor with men. Timing used to consist of (for me) date 3 years, engaged a year or so, married 3-5 years and then kids. Well, that idea went out the window long ago. -now don't hold me as responsible as Oprah was with the whole beef thing- I think women can be ready almost anytime. I think that we're a little more accomodating than men and don't have a "timing" issue. Men, I think when they want to settle down, they do. Maybe they have a more clear mind when they're going to do it and can pick through the women.

I don't really know where I'm going with this...

Honestly, I could get married tomorrow...if I found the right person. Now don't take it as I'm willing to jump into any relationship and get hitched to the first guy who says "I will, I might or I maybe." Time isn't an issue anymore for me. If I find the right guy, I'll do it in a heartbeat. However, I find myself being really picky over the right guy. Too short, too dumb, not ambitious enough, too old, too young....too, too, too. I don't know if it's me not finding what satisfies me or maybe I'm afraid of it being the right guy--see that episode of SATC when Carrie realizes/thinks she's a commitment-phobe.

Onto another comment of Jay's and PastryDad's (see his entries) Why do we choose people that our friends know are so wrong for us? Not sure...but, I've definitely been one of those. I do agree with Robin (see her comments on PastryDad's) that maybe it's self-fulfilling..."it's worth it more when you have to work at it." A little emotionally masochistic, but I'm there with you girl...I've done it a million times.'

So, I don't know if this entry makes any sense at all...but, if you're single out there....why are you? Maybe you're answers will help me to figure out mine.


Okay...mull this over while I think about you all at the pool!

Beauty and stuff....

Went to the Saks to the Nars make-up counter yesterday and got a make-up makeover. It was awesome. I was thinking I was getting stuck in the same colors and same appearance. Gabriel did an awesome job and I spent $72 (which wasn't too bad.) I wasn't crazy about the way the one woman did my foundation (too much...I felt like a corpse and by the end of the day my face felt like a grease pit) but, I LOVED the way my eyes looked!! (Thanks Gabriel) I was wearing blues and teals which I never thought would look good...they looked awesome. And I fell in love with the make-up artist...of course he's gay. (Big surprise for me to be attracted to a gay man.) However, if you are a gay man and live in Chicago...look this Puerto Rican hottie up! I got this color, this color and this color.
Later on we went to Girasole for lunch. It was pretty good. I had polenta with white beans and escarole. It was excellent. Our Growing Up Gotti waiter was an ass though. I still like the Gypsy better.

Today I'm taking Neville to Christian Clay Winery to a benefit for the local animal shelter. Should be cute.

I'm tired today.

Flowers, Tunnels and Bunnies

One more reason to get a boyfriend...
As Robin just posted I remember one other funny (well maybe not so funny) thing that happened at my friend's wedding. The bouquet toss comes up. Now, when I was 18, 20, 21...I couldn't wait to get to that. The thought of catching the bouquet and being the "next" to get married was exciting. Now that I'm becoming bitter 29, I dread it. So I thought, I'll just sit quietly, enjoy my glass of wine and hide out behind the scenes. Nope. Over the mic I hear, "Molly. Molly. Come on up!" Actually I think I heard, "Lonely single woman! You might catch it and who knows? Come on Spinnster. Get your drunk ass up here. It's your last resort!" Now. If I had had a date I wouldn't have felt so stupid going up amongst the fianceed group of women boxing out.

Thought you'd appreciate that.

One more reason to get a boyfriend...I think I have Carpal tunnel in my right hand. Well, either a boyfriend or the Charlotte's "rabbit."

Working Out and Working In...

So I'm really sore...but I feel good. Yesterday started my new (and permanent) regimine of working out hardcore. I realized that the reason why I was soooo skinny in highschool was because of a couple of reasons. 1. I swam 2 hours/day 6 days/week. 2. I didn't drink alcohol (that much.) Therefore...workout/diet mode is in highgear. I'm definitely eating healthier. I'm walking 3 miles each morning at 6:30, lifting 3 days a week and swimming 3 days a week AND I just started Yoga today. I'm not very good, but I like it. It was sooooo good this morning because I could hardly move after lifting yesterday. It also reminds me a lot of swimming because it's a time period where I talk to no one. Now I love to talk. Trust me...I LOVE to talk, but even this mouth needs a break. I'm also always on the go somewhere and geared up for something. I'm hoping in the fall there are Yoga classes I can get to (or I become a disciplined guru and can easily do it in my home.) In any sense...it's work on me.
Speaking of work on me...after my so fascinating tarot reading at the Gypsy, I now know that I need some personal spirit work. Sounds like I have issues, but I'm not crazy. I just need to get a little grounded. -a little...I don't want to become boring. I'm hoping that job will settle me in September into my own place and a little more cash. I'm also vowing to blog every other day and work on my own personal writing (whatever the book of the day is!) This is definitely where I need to become more focused and disciplined. Any suggestions?
I volunteered yesterday at a Make-A-Wish golf outing in town. It was really nice though the turnout wasn't as good as the past years (so I was told.) I'm glad I've been involved in some charities this year. It's a good feeling to help.
Dating status...still single.
Wanting to date status...not looking. (today)

Weddings, Bachelors and Getting Old

Went to a wedding last night of a friend. I went dateless and well, it kinda sucked to be dateless at a wedding. Why bring sand to the beach, right?? Wrong. This beach was mainly coupled and the single ones live 3000 miles away in sunny Cali. So in good single girl spirit I got drunk. Not on purpose...Captain Whoopass came up and smacked me. Thank God my 8-month pregnant friend drove me home or I would have either spent $300 on a room or called my mother to pick me up. The wedding was beautiful, though.

Few funny things....
In good, confident single-girl style I told the girl next to me that "the guy I'm seeing is working this weekend." I know...but I felt stupid sitting there at the wedding alone. In my mind he is a reporter of some type and he was researching a story.
Next...on the 15-20 minute ride home I started getting woozy. REAL woozy. Literally .3 miles from my house I had to boot. Bad. So I rolled down the window and threw up as we were driving. My friend pulled over and I hurled again. Hitting the inside of the door. Funny thing....it was my mom's car since mine is in the shop. So this morning as I was cleaning puke off of my dress, and the car...I giggled. Here I am almost 29 in less than a month and I'm puking from a wedding. Real mature. (But, I looked damn cute in my CK dress and LAMB purse!!)

Other funny events...I went to a "Bachelor Auction" on Friday for the American Cancer Society. A friend of mine was in it and his girlfriend wasn't too happy about it. I was the ringer to bail him out. (He paid for himself of course.) Anyway...there was another bachelor that I kinda felt like was hitting on me. After a few drinks I sent my bachelor friend over with my phone number. I woke up in the morning and was like "I can't believe I did that!!" Totally not my type. 5 years younger than me, short and a cop. What was I thinking? Plus, now my picture is probably going to be in the paper because I "won" my bachelor. Great. I'm just glad school is out as I'm sure one of my kids would have seen it. And, I'm sure will see it. Especially the one who said to me last week, "Are you looking for an old classmate? You could find him or someone on Eharmony. Have you ever heard of that?" Even my kids want to set me up.

Ironic...last week I was just saying how I like being single and don't really care to get married anytime soon and today after the wedding and watching A Walk in the Clouds -Keanu is terrible but, I love the story-I'm feeling blue about being alone. Maybe I do want a boyfriend for my birthday. And, speaking of birthdays...I know this one is going to suck. I cried my eyes out at 24, 25, 26...27 was really good, 28 was a little hard. I just know 29 is going to put me over the edge. Yes, I'm officially one of those women that has issues with getting old.

**Updates....check my links section as I've linked my fav restaurant off of it. And, finally Doug has updated his blog. Leave a comment and maybe he'll feel guilty and update more often.

Future Reminiscing.

Well...this is it. The last day of school. I actually can't believe it's over. The year went pretty fast at the end. Last night was the retirement dinner of four of our employees. It was bittersweet. I'm happy that they are leaving and can live their lives in relaxation (I think they deserve that for working 36-37 years in the classroom.) However, our building will greatly miss their presence. I started thinking last night (and got kinda sad) I wonder what stories will be told of me when I retire. It's amazing the family and community you can build in a school. The stories last night ranged from gut-wrenching laughs to silent sobs. All in all it was a wonderful night and I hope that someday I can be remembered as wonderfully as these four people.

Gypsy...again!!!!

So I'll be honest...while I am a food lover, I don't usually have a craving for a certain restaurant. Certain food...well maybe. Like chocolate. Mashed potatoes. Champagne. But....this place is the best. Again, The Gypsy Cafe has made a posting. Renee, Danni and I met. (Shonda didn't make it this time, but we will be eagerly awaiting her next visit.)
Food--I didn't want to try something different, but I did. The Portabella scampi I had the last time was soooo good, but I tried something different and IT WAS GREAT!!!! We had the same pre-fixed menu option chosing an app, salad and entree. Fortunately because we're "regulars" (and I say that lightly because WE condsider ourselves regulars) they let us have hummus instead of soup as our first course. It was just so damn hot outside, I don't think we could have taken it. Anyway...we had the cannelloni (sp?) stuffed with salmon, ricotta and asparagus. OMG!! Wonderful. I (think) the pasta was homemade as well.
I can't decide what was/is the best part of this place: the atmosphere or the food. I love this place with my girlfriends and SERIOUSLY won't share this place with a date until it is with my potential husband. That is how special/wonderful it is. Kudos to the Gypsy. (We saw the owner as we walked in and she so graciously remembered us and our table....yeah...obviously...I'm hooked.
The Tarot reader wasn't there...and we did want our cards read...but, hey...doesn't everyone need a break sometime??? (I'm just selfish and want her at my disposal!!!)

Other than that...I have 4 days left of school and I cannot wait!! It is a blazing 100 degrees in my room and I'm eagerly awaiting the exit of my students. I'm hoping it was too hot today and they won't want to come tomorrow. Even a few out makes difference. Bittersweet...because even as much as I've bitched about them...I actually think I'll miss them. You love to hate 'em.

I will link Gypsy in the next few days...I'm too tired tonight.