Pay Day is Here! Let's All Do the Aunt Stacie Dance!

I found these three little packages of hamburger meat in my freezer that saved me. I guess if all else failed we could have eaten the chicken that's in there that Shael and I are so sick of we would almost rather vomit than eat.
But the hamburger, it gave us three meals. Monday night, Shael ate at my brother's and I ate ramen noodles thinking I was going to be eating them until Friday. So, Tuesday night I'm thinking there's got to be more than ramen noodles in those cupboards and more than that crappy chicken in the freezer. I knew there wasn't anything more than a half gallon of milk, some butter, half an onion, loads of condiments, a giant (THE BIG DADDY) pickle in a pouch, and lots of assorted items in various stages of decay in the fridge.
I found a couple big packages pancake/waffle/biscuit mix, one of which was almost empty. One package of egg noodles, a baggie of brown gravy that I had frozen the last time I made a roast. Shael says she doesn't like brown gravy, so there was a bunch of it left over and I hated to just throw it away, so I saved it and stuck it in the freezer thinking I might be able to find a use for it someday. So glad I did. Add brown gravy to egg noodles and browned hamburger and there's a meal. No veggies to go with it, but we got full. And I had some left over to eat for lunch the next day.
Hamburger meat with a box of always save mac & cheese and a can of commodity tomato soup was enough for supper one night and lunch for two days.
Last night was biscuits and gravy which is actually one of Shael's most favorite meals anyway. Hamburger gravy, yum.
I am super woman.

I'd Need A Savior

This song makes me want to slow dance. I can picture myself slow dancing with Jesus when I hear it.

Among The Thirsty -
I'd Need A Savior
From the album Wonder

How many names can I use to explain
the love of my Jesus,the life that he gave
and so many times will I praise you today.
I lift up my life ‘cause you’re always the same
And my offering to you I bring

Chorus:
Your name is Jesus.
Your name is Jesus.
You’re the Wonderful, Counselor, my Friend.
You’re what I hold on to;
I know that you brought me through
All the days of loss, to the cross you knew
I’d need a Savior.

How many songs can I sing to proclaim
your wondrous love and beauty so great?
What would I say if you brought down the rain
and everydayI walk through the pain
my heart would still say…

Chorus:

You’re what I hold on to;
I know that you brought me through
All the days of loss, to the cross you knew
I’d need a Savior.
I’d need a Savior
I need you, Savior

I actually didn't stay bored this morning. I had work to do and it felt nice for a change to not just be sitting here waiting for the phone to ring. I've been feeling like the ugly girl on a Saturday night. Staring at the phone willing it to ring.

I've got an appointment tomorrow to get a pedi. I'm sooo excited. I only hope they don't look at my feet and say, "Uh oh, nope, we don't do yucky feet" or "This is a file, not a magic wand" or "no promises, okay?"

I actually got a text from Funny Guy last night. It's been nearly a year since I heard a word out of that guy, then out of the blue, there he is again. I shouldn't say it was too much out of the blue. He and Shael always kept in touch, it was just he and I that kind of had a falling out. We texted for about two hours. We caught up, and that will probably be it for us. Our time is gone forever now. It felt pretty good to be on better terms with someone who was such a crucial part of my life in the not so distant past.

Then I got a call from, I guess I would call him an ex-boyfriend, for lack of a better word. This is evoking feelings I don't even know how to describe. I don't even know what they are, how could I describe them?

I've got on one of my cool magnet bracelets today. It's about 2 feet long and it wraps around my wrist and looks like a wide band that fits tightly when it's on. It keeps pulling hairs. What? What's the deal with my hairiness lately? I think it might be called age.

Each morning when I pull out of the apartment complex, I turn east to go to work. East, the sun coming up. Shining in my face. You ladies know what I'm talking about. Rod Stewart really knew what he was talking about when he sang "The morning light when it's in your face really shows your age". It's this time that I look for any hairs on my chin, how long the hairs in my nose are getting, if I need to wax my lip and/or eyebrows. And lately I've been noticing that the very fine downy peach fuzz covering the rest of my face like all people have, is starting to get a little less downy. A little less peachy. It's starting to look like a pubescent boy's sideburns before he shaves for the first time.

It's almost time for me to go home, so I had better start closing up shop around here. Things are going much better now. Had a talk with Mike. Things are so screwed up they look like they are normal. I think that's a good thing.

What's New?

Nothing new around here. I'm finally starting to cool down from my extreme irritation. Is that the word I'm looking for? I don't know. Maybe I should put aggravation for one ranting post, and rip my heart out, stomp it on the ground, spit on it, throw it in the dumpster and let the flies feast on it, laying their larva in it until the whole thing rots for the other one. I don't know, what do you think?



I wish I had more cash on me, I wouldn't mind going to the casino for lunch today. But, instead, I will go home and eat left overs. Last night I asked Shael what she wanted for supper. She shrugged her shoulders and I said "Good, because that was a rhetorical question. It's got to be something with hamburger and mac & cheese, because that's all I've got to cook" I browned the hamburger, cooked the mac & cheese as usual, added the hamburger and added a can of commodity tomato soup left over from the good ole days when I could still receive commodities. Wua-la. Supper. Shael said it tasted like a cheeseburger without the bun. I guess that's a good thing? It tasted ok to me and I saved what was left because I knew I'd be eating it for lunch today. Frankly, I'm getting tired of eggs.



While we were eating, Shael and I got to talking about grocery shopping. We (mostly me) started getting excited. I had said "Shael, when I get my first pay check, we are going grocery shopping!" Woo! She smiled and looked excited. Started making a list. Ah, that's my girl, making lists.



So, other than the prospect of being able to go REAL grocery shopping, there's not much new. I know! I live such an exciting life. I'm sure you are all on the edge of your seats waiting to find out what I'll come up with next.

STUPID PEOPLE SUCK! MEAN PEOPLE SUCK! PEOPLE WHO GIVE THEIR KIDS AWAY BECAUSE THEY WANT TO BE WITH SOMEONE ELSE SUCK!!!!!!!!

GRRRRR, this is me growling in absolute disgust. They leave a horrible taste in my mouth. Why would I ever want to be friends with these people? Was I ever friends with them to begin with? I'm hurt. I'm angry. I'm disgusted. Why do people have to be so selfish? I have experienced selfishness. I've been selfish myself, I know how heady it can feel. But, when I looked down from my high horse and saw my daughter looking up to me, I mean, literally, looking up to me, I realized I did not want her to grow up and become like what I was quickly becoming. To be a great mother, a great person, is to put selfishness aside, and focus on what is really important in life. Your children, for one, are one of the most important "things" in this world.
So, yes, have a nice day.

What NOW?

What now. The phrase that goes through my head so many times because I'm the mother of a 15 year old girl. But, honestly, lately, the phrase has been caused by her 36 year old father and his 48 year old girlfriend. At what age does "girl"friend no longer apply? Lady friend? She's not much of a lady in my opinion. His "woman"? Maybe. My friend asked me if he picked her up at the ho-depot. Ha! Maybe! Maybe it was the old ho-depot.

I just make fun because I'm hurt and angry. 48 is by no means old, but it kind of creeps me out to think that he's moving this gal in to MY home that's a mere 6 years younger than his mother. Talk about some serious Mommy issues. Yeesh.

Mike is being a complete idiot. A butthead. A moron. A dumbass. A selfish fool. He has his head so far up this woman's do-dabber (thank you, Ron, for the great new name for it!) that he's blind to the fact that he's losing his daughter. I have full confidence that he will someday see this. I started to say I have full confidence in Mike, but I don't. Not at all. I have full confidence in God. I'm leaving it up to Him. He can take care of my daughter better than I can, better than Mike can, better than Mike and I as a team could. I will do what I can, by showing her I love her, I'm there for her, and that no one on this earth comes before her.

Now, I only hope she never reads this. Even though she knows all of this already, I'm not suppose to talk negatively about her dad in front of her. It's nice to vent my frustration with Mike to someone.

Shael packed up the rest of her clothes, her pillow, her stereo, and her Roosevelt. She's now officially living with me. It's pending. I don't know when she will go back to her dad's. She says she only misses her dogs, but I know better. She loves her Daddy and misses him but he has hurt her something fierce. So has his entire family. Saturday was the first time they ever felt like ex in-laws to me. Talk about heart wrenching. They felt like ex family to Shael and she is their blood. They chose the girlfriend over Shael. All of them. Grandma, Grandpa (actually he kind of stayed out of it) Aunt, Uncle, cousins. I actually had to drive over there and pick her up, they literally kicked her out.

Shael was so devestated, as 15 year old girl would be. As any age girl would be. I was devastated. It made me want to keep my daughter from them forever. "How do you like your lies now, assholes!?" But, I won't. I can't act on my feelings. If I did, I would have yanked Mike's stupid goatee out of his stupid melon head and said "SNAP OUT OF IT PRICK!" and gone in and laid IN on his woman. Cat fight from hell. I think I could take her.

But, of course, none of this happened. Instead, I took my devastated girl home with me and we cried together. I told her how much I loved her and that she could tell me anything anytime. What else could I say? Those people, and I use the term loosely at this point, are still her family. They aren't mine anymore. Even though up until this point they still felt like it. I loved them the same as always. But, something has changed. Now I don't think it will ever be the same between us.

I want to have a talk between Mike, Shael and me. Then I want to have a talk between the three of us and the three of them, the main three that were involved in this fiasco. But, I don't want to do it anytime soon. Tensions are still way high, and so are hostilities. I have caught two in lies and they are scrambling to cover up. Mike is in the dark about this and when he finds out, I think he might understand a little bit more.

I know I'm being very vague about all this, but, let me tell you this much. They were given the choice, Shael staying, or Mike coming over(when he hadn't even been there to begin with) with his girlfriend. It was a family vacation. Shael was asked to leave. She was TOLD to leave!

Here's my point of view on this. If I were in this woman's position, I had this boyfriend who had a 15 year old daughter that clearly had a problem with me, who made no bones about it, says flat out "I don't like her, please don't bring her around when I'm around" I would gracefully bow out. If it were a family get together, I would say "Your time with your daughter is far more important than our time together." And I would say this! And mean it, too. There would be plenty of alone time for my boyfriend and I to spend together without having to mess up what little time he had with his daughter and the rest of the family. To me, that's intruding.
Now, say, it's been a couple years down the line from the divorce, me and this guy had been seeing each other for a long time and we were planning to get married, this would be different. It would be extremely touchy, but different. I would be becoming part of the family.

But, I feel Mike is being so inconsiderate of his daughter. Downright disrespectful, actually. She took my advice and didn't raise her voice, spoke what she felt and left the room. They all took that as hostile and Mike is punishing her by taking her phone away. I felt so bad because she was only doing what I told her to do. I thought this might avoid another big fight, but it only created a different kind. But, Mike's brand of punishment is going to bite him in the butt in the end. Now he has no way of getting a hold of her. I don't plan on answering any of his calls or texts for a while. He will have to make direct contact with her by coming over to my house if he wants to see her or talk to her. We'll see how long it takes.

The sad part is, Mike doesn't even get it. He doesn't understand. I think he might, actually, but he doesn't want to. He's seeing her stepping away from him, and wont see that he's the one pushing her. When Shael was getting her stuff he came out and was asking me "What's the deal? What's up with Shael? What's wrong? Why is she acting this way?" The only answer I could give him was "She got hurt really really bad Mike". He didn't deny it or even ask why. So, I know he knows.

Please don't get me wrong, I am not saying Mike shouldn't have a girlfriend. Though it rips my heart out through my unopened chest. He can do whatever now, we are divorced. But, don't bring her around Shael if that's what she has requested. For heaven's sake, it was only 4 months after the separation, we weren't even divorced yet, when he started bringing this woman around.

Ouch.

Superchick - Cross The Line
From the album Rock What You Got

Follow the leader, stay in the lines
What will people think of what you've done this time?
Go with the crowd, surely somebody knows
Why we're all wearing the emperor's clothes
Play it safe, play by the rules
Or don't play at all - what if you lose?
That's not the secret, but I know what is:
Everybody dies but not everyone lives

I'm gonna ride like I've got the cops on my tail
I'm gonna live my life like I'm out on bail
I'm gonna be out front, gonna blaze a trail
I'm gonna cross that line

Everybody freeze - don't step over the line
Don't stand up, they'll shoot down the first one who tries
Try to change the world, they'll think you're out of your mind
Revolutions start when someone crosses the line
They want us to lie down, give into the lie
Nothing has to change, and no one has to die
That's not the secret, but I know what is:
Everybody dies, but not everyone lives

This is so stinking funny!

http://www.formerlyhot.com/2009/02/going-to-extremes-to-cover-your-ass/

Thanks, Auntie!

My Aunt Shine gave me the best advice the other day. I'll share it with ya'll.

"Try to get along, but for Pete's sake, don't try to fit in!"

Don't Give Up On Love~Sanctus Real

Well I heard you say you would love for a lifetime
And now you complain a lifetime just doesn't feel right for you
Another casualty of casual love
Another soul out of place, a heart that gave up
Why do we break the promises we make?
Are we living for ourselves?
Chorus:
Don't give up on love and throw it all away
Don't give up on love and let it fall away
When did it become so easy to run from your pain?
Don't give up on love and throw it all away

I heard you say you can't change a stubborn heart
I can relate 'cause that's how I feel when I talk with you
Why should it take losing everything
To realize it might be time to change?
Chorus:
Your restless heart won't win 'cause you take but you don't give
And you'll keep moving on until you learn what love is

Funniest Pap Smear Story Ever

As I mentioned, I had to go to the Dr last week. While I was there, she did a pap. Not any woman's favorite activities, I assure you. But, I had a great doc who was nice and funny and young. And spoke ENGLISH! As a first language! Not the same crotchety old India Indian woman I've had in the past whose English is so broken I don't understand a word she says, or how she keeps her job. She's been there about 30 years, too! That's insane! She has the worst bedside manner, and every woman complains about her.

But, anyway, gosh, I keep chasing these rabbit trails and never catch a thing! This woman I went to this day was so easy going that it made me a little more relaxed about having a giant metal object shoved up my hoo-haw while she poked and prodded, snipped and sawed. As if I could relax too much, but at least I could joke around with her while she had her fingers where no woman's fingers should ever go.

I put my feet in the sockless stirrups. What was up with that? I mentioned it and told her she needed socks on those silly things for pete's sake. I scooted my butt down to the very edge of the table where it felt like I was going to fall off. I had the paper "blanket" covering me so I couldn't see anything but a blank sheet. Ok, deep breath, here we go. "We're going in!" is what I always expect them to say.

Instead of that, though, I hear "Yeah, I know, isn't it pretty?"

"Ummm...." is all I could say!

"THE TATTOO!" she quickly recovered.

We all just laughed nervously after that. It was pretty funny, but I was afraid if I laughed my usual guffaw, that metal thing shoved up my hoo-haw my go a-flyin' through the room. Ha!

She told me that as soon as the words came out of her mouth she realized what it sounded like but she couldn't un-say them.

Only me.

Among The Thirsty -
I'd Need A Savior
From the album Wonder
How many names can I use to explain the love of my Jesus,
the life that he gave and so many times will I praise you today.
I lift up my life ‘cause you’re always the same
And my offering to you I bring
Chorus:
Your name is Jesus.
Your name is Jesus.
You’re the Wonderful, Counselor, my Friend.
You’re what I hold on to;
I know that you brought me through
All the days of loss, to the cross you knew
I’d need a Savior.

How many songs can I sing to proclaim your wondrous love and beauty so great?
What would I say if you brought down the rain and everyday
I walk through the pain my heart would still say…

Chorus:

You’re what I hold on to;
I know that you brought me through
All the days of loss, to the cross you knew
I’d need a Savior.
I’d need a Savior
I need you, Savior

New Day

Mike got himself a new bike yesterday. It is beautiful. And green.

While I was up on the trailer looking at it, my little 4 year old nephew walks up to say hi to his Uncle Mike. I looked down at him and in mid sentence said "*GASP* NIK! When did you cut your own hair?" As it turned out, his parents hadn't even seen it yet. Later in the evening I got a call from my brother asking what to do about it. Well, two choices here, brother. Either let him go to school like that (Today being the first day, HA!) or shave it all. He wasn't very happy about either option. He was afraid that the teacher was going to think badly about him. Please, every, and I'm talking virtually EVERY child cuts their own hair. Or gets it cut by a sibling.
My brother had fixed his hair into a mohawk. Gelled it up real good where it was stiff as a board. Nik went to his room and decided he didn't want the mohawk anymore and he had some new school scissors, so he cut that mohawk off. My bro said the mohawk was still stiff as a board on Nik's bedroom floor. There's still some hair on each side of it, but right in the center is cut to the scalp.
I thought the funniest part was that I saw it at 6:15 and my brother didn't until 9:00. On the phone I was laughing my butt off and my brother said "I'm kinda irritated, Stace!" and it made me laugh even harder! Nik's mom is out of town, wait until she sees it. I hope I can get a pic of it and post it on here. It's very funny.

Last night's service at church was so good. I felt like it was directed just to me. Thank you God, for taking care of me and loving me when I ignore You. The service was about faith. The faith Abram had in leaving his home to a place where he didn't even know where he was going to. Just to get up and leave the familiar, not knowing where he was going or when he would get there. When God promised him an heir even though he and his wife were "as good as dead", he had faith in that promise. God promised him something and even though it didn't look like it was ever going to happen, it still happened.
God has given me, Stacie, a promise. I must remain in faith, because even though it looks like my situation is "as good as dead" God gave me this promise and I know that He will follow through. My only job is to remain faithful and (yikes) patient.

I stayed up way too late last night watching Night at the Museum. A movie I'd already seen even. But I wanted to finish it. Silly me. So, there I was, sitting up at 11:30 wishing I'd gone to bed at 10:00 instead because I knew that getting up at 6:30 was going to be a booger. I was right. Maybe someday soon I will have my days and nights straightened back out after being on evenings for so long.

You know, I haven't posted song lyrics yet since I've been back at posting. I think I have the perfect song. I hope you enjoy. Have a wonderful day.

Broken
LifeHouse

The broken clock is a comfort,
it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow
from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting
though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best,
like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart,
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
that's still beating

In the pain
there is healing
In your name
I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on,
I'm holdin' on,
I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning
you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded,
I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection
inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose,
they're still looking for life

I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm hanging on to the words you say
You said that I will be ok
The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now,
haven't forgotten my way home

Woooo!

Skillet, Desypher Down & Hawk Nelson are coming to Tulsa in October. I'm exciiiiited!!!!

Jesus Help!

Today is going better than yesterday. I've actually been able to stay occupied. I've paid attention to myself in every phone call and I've come to the conclusion that I really am not rude to people over the phone and I use the same phone etiquette as my supervisor, so that note written on her desk that I accidentally saw, was either about someone else or completely inaccurate. Either way, I don't really care today.

I've been talking to this lady today that is 100% directionally challenged. She's trying to use her Map Quest directions. Those things are crap most of the time. Especially to directionally challenged people. If you don't have any idea where you are going, it's best to use a Rand McNalley and phone calls from people who know where you are and where you are trying to get to. I think I finally see her pulling up to the office. Map Quest had her going to Jay. Ha!

Well, guess I should get back at it this last hour before lunch. My stomach is already growling. Mmm, pizza for lunch. If I get home and find Shael or Sarah has eaten it, heads will roll.

Mean People Suck

I got a call several hours ago and I can still feel the slimy residue. Greed is an ugly, ugly thing. If you are greedy, STOP IT RIGHT THIS MINUTE!!! People, stop and take a good look at yourself. Look inside and examine your motives. Do you feel like you are entitled to something all the time because you are a certain race, nationality, or sex? If you feel this way, then greed is your motive. I'm Indian, but I don't feel entitled to anything. I'm also an American, and that still doesn't make me feel entitled to anything. If, by some chance, something is given to me that I didn't earn, I am grateful. I say thank you. I express my appreciation. If I find that I'm getting something I didn't earn and it is late in getting to me, I wait patiently.

To the lady from Illinois who cussed me up one side and down the other (when she couldn't get in touch with the Chief she used me in his stead, how's that for irony? Since my Dad is the Chief) I hope you get what is coming to you. No judgement from me, I don't really know what is coming to you. I only hope you get it. I know I prayed for you. Not as much as I prayed for myself, I must confess. Praying that I wouldn't cry, praying that I could take it. Grateful that I could do something small for my Dad, like take this so he didn't have to.

Neither Blonde Nor Female

These contractors are installing the steel pillars in concrete to stop vehicles from parking on the pavement outside a Sports Bar downtown. They are now in the process of cleaning up at the end of the day and anxious to go home.

How long do you think it will be before they realize where they parked?

I Believe...
That just because two people argue, doesn't mean they don't love each other.
And just because they don't argue, doesn't mean they do love each other.
I Believe...
That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
I Believe...
That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
I Believe...
That no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
I Believe...
That true friendship continues to grow,
even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.
I Believe...
That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.
I Believe...
That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.
I Believe...
That you should always leave loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.
I Believe...
That you can keep going long after you think you can't.
I Believe...
That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
I Believe....
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.
I Believe...
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done,
regardless of the consequences.
I Believe...
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.
I Believe...
That my best friend and I can do anything, or nothing, and have the best time.
I Believe...
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you
When you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.
I Believe...
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had,
and what you've learned from them.
and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
I Believe...
That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I Believe...
That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.
I Believe...
That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.
I Believe...
That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life Forever.
I Believe...
Two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.
I Believe...
That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.
I Believe...
That even when you think you have no more to give, if a friend cries out to you........
you will find the strength to help.
I Believe...
That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.
I Believe...
That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.
I Believe…
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;
They just make the most of everything.

To the Girls !!

Inside every older person is a younger person -- wondering what the hell happened. - Cora Harvey Armstrong-

Inside me lives a skinny woman crying to get out - bu t I can usually shut her up wi th biscuits and chocolate. (Unknown)

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy. -Helen Hayes (at 73)-

I refuse to think of them as chin hairs. I think of them as stray eyebrows. - Janette Barber-

My second favorite household chore is ironing. My first one being -- hitting my head on the top bunk bed until I faint. - Erma Bombeck -

Old age ain't no place for sissies . -Bette Davis-


Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts falling apart. - Caryn Leschen -

If you can't be a good example -- then you'll just have to be a horrible warning. -Catherine-


I'm not going to vacuum 'til Hoover makes one you can ride on. - Roseanne Barr-

Behind every successful man is a surprised woman. - Mary on Pearson-

Nobody can make you feel inferior without your permission.. -Eleanor Roosevelt-

Send this to five bright women you know and make their day.
When life hands you lemons, ask for tequila and salt and call me over!!

Ice Cream, Yum!

In honor of the 44th President of the United States, Baskin-Robbins Ice Cream has issued a new flavor, "Barocky Road". Barocky Road is a blend of half Vanilla, half Chocolate, and surrounded by Nuts and Flakes. The Vanilla portion of the mix is not openly advertised and usually denied as an ingredient. The Nuts and Flakes are all very bitter and hard to swallow. The cost is $100.00 per scoop. When purchased it will be presented to you in a large beautiful cone, but then the Ice Cream is taken away and given to the person in line behind you. Thus you are left with an empty Wallet, no change, holding an empty cone, with no hope of getting any Ice Cream. Aren't you feeling stimulated?

Elton John Is Stalking Me!

Wow, I may actually keep up with this thing throughout the week now that I have access to a computer. A very fast one, btw. Nothing better than that.

I got to bed later than I would have liked last night. I thought I was going to have a busy day until about noon, but it lasted until 9:30. This I don't mind, I mean, who would?

I had to go take a pee test yesterday for new employment. Enter the shy bladder. I sat there for an hour and a half trying to pee! I kept going in and out of the bathroom. Drinking water until I was sick feeling. I finally squeezed out about 3 or 4 drops. I got excited prematurely because I thought I was going to start peeing. Nope. It stopped after those few drops. I almost threw them out when 5:00 rolled around and that was all I had. But I'm glad I didn't. That woman was good! She was able to test all those strips with just a few drops of pee. Surprise, surprise, surprise, I tested negative for all of them. Opiates, pot, cocaine, shoot I can't even remember the other ones. What else is there? I have no idea...lol.

I am wearing a dress today, feeling a bit overdressed at first, but I got use to it quick. I am more comfortable in this dress that I would have been in jeans. I'm a dress kind of girl these days.

If the girl who's office I share doesn't do something different with the music she listens to in here, her computer may find that something has happened to it so as to not play Elton John-esque music anymore! I've about had it with the same 20 songs over and over. Its funny, if it were my favorite 20 songs from my favorite artists, I could listen for weeks and not get sick of them, but these are songs like "Say, Say, Say" by Paul McCartney & Michael Jackson and "I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues" by Elton John and "Love Lift Us Up Where We Belong" which is on right now. Other songs that get mega play time on Yahoo! music include "Cherish" by Kool & The Gang and anything Michael Jackson. Oh, and "True Colors" by Cindy Lauper is a favorite. That one I actually like and don't mind hearing a lot. So far. But, I have had my fill of Debbie Gibson, Tiffany and the likes of them.

Having gone back and forth on my smoking habits, I don't know if I'm considered a full time smoker or not. Two days ago, I smoked about 4 cigarettes, the day before 2, yesterday none. And I've been okay with it. It's not like I'm dying to have a smoke and I'm trying to stop. I just, stopped. I think it was my surroundings at the store that made me want to smoke so much. The chase, the excitement of the game of trying to catch a few minutes when no one was there to go smoke. Here it's nothing. I just go smoke if I want to. What's the excitement in that? I'm so weird, I know.

Well, I think I've about exhausted every topic I can talk about. How about Shael? I haven't talked about her much lately. She turned (drum roll please) 15 last month! She's very excited about starting school as a Sophomore this year. She did so well in school last year considering her parents were going through a divorce. This year I hope she's a little more adjusted. There's more of a routine now than there was then.
She is absolutely gorgeous. She gets prettier every day. She FINALLY started taking mind to her clothes, if they match or not, and how they fit. Gone are the days of sloppy jeans and t-shirts. Long haired ponytails have given way to much fussed over coifs. Freckles are being noticed only I think they are extremely endearing and very "Shael". I have this premonition that the first day of school the boys are going to be whispering to each other "Did you see Shael?" She grew several inches over the summer and hasn't gained a pound. If anything, she lost some. She's is now about 5' 6-1/2". She still likes all the weird hair color things, too. That's my girl.

Several weeks ago, I bought me this t-shirt that says "When I'm good, I'm very good. But when I'm bad, I'm even BETTER" The very next day Shael got one that says "I Got It From My Mama" Oh boy.

I've had a date here and there with a few different guys. Haven't had any worth blogging about, really. I've found that they all want the same thing. Jerks. But, that's life, I just have to know how to take care of myself. I have a guy coming over for supper tonight. I'm not too crazy about the food I'll be making for him, but that's what he wanted. I aim to please when it comes to cooking. I'm going to be making some fresh green beans and new red potatoes too, so, I can fill up on those and garlic toast. LOL. I also have fresh salsa that I made myself. I can eat that, unless Shael has it gone by the time I get home. Which is so possible. :)

Ok, so NOW I've exhausted my blog material. Don't forget all you blog readers, Life After High School is Still High School.

Resistence is Futile

Gosh, I've had a fairly decent past few weeks. Got to take two days off work to go to Greencorn. Enjoyed myself immensely. Played cards with my Mom, sister, and niece one night. I kept kicking butt so much that they finally gave me a handicap. I still won a few hands after that, but not EVERY time like I had been before.

I put my notice in at the Travel Center when I got the job at the Tribe. It took my boss a little by surprise, but she was very pleased with me that I was moving on to a non dead end job. Especially one in my field that pays more.

So, Monday was my first day of work at my new job. It lasted, like at first days, about 48 hours. But, I made it through just fine. Then on my second day of work I had to go to a Dr appointment. Yay. But I had to do it. Today, my third day of work, they have kind of turned me into the receptionist, too. Gee, not what I signed up for, but, so far I can handle it. Once things get more organized for me in here, I hope I can keep up.

My Dr appointment did not go as well as I was hoping. One test is leading to another. About three weeks ago I had to have my Dad take me to the ER and it turned out I had PID, or pelvic inflammatory disease. Otherwise known as a uterine infection. Most people keep thinking I'm talking about a urinary tract infection, but nope, a UTERINE, as in my uterus is infected. I have cysts and all kinds of crap. I had to have a pelvic ultrasound. That guy was a complete ass. But that is a whole other story for another day.
Now, I'm going to have to have another ultrasound because my cervix was not being cooperative in letting the doc in to get a biopsy of my uterus. If the same cyst is still there, another doc is going to go in and get the biopsy. It did not feel good, in fact it hurt. So, here's hoping the cyst is gone in six weeks.

I feel rather lonely in the evenings. I don't have anything to do, I'm kinda at a loss. The house is so quiet. Maybe someday soon I'll get use to it and it won't bother me anymore. Hopefully.

Well, that's about it for now. Now that I have a computer again, I will keep this thing a little more updated.

Later all you bloggers who have remained!