Tuesday, July 31, 2007

My Dork is Showing

Being the biggest girl dork I know, I was just looking at photos from San Diego's Comic-Con 2007 (which I really wanted to go to as many of my favorite writers would be there). I don't know what it is, the adventures, the inventive art and writing, the ability to take you out of yourself and put you in the shoes of a super hero, but I love comic books. Always have.

I started with my dad's Peanuts books, Archies and Richie Riches and then moved onto Uncle Scrooge and other Disney adventures until I got to college and my roommate turned me onto more slice of life books.

I was never really into the super hero books, but I was interested in the characters. I've researched them and read bout them and seen most of the movies based on the books.

And no, I did not spend the first half of my life in my mom's basement playing Dungeons and Dragons. That's just sad.

Life Update Number 8034 (Random Number)

The Nugget is going to be massive. He was over 6 pounds a few weeks ago. At this point in Youngest’s pregnancy, the baby is simply gaining weight (½ to and ounce a day) and completing the formation of those last minute body parts (lungs, tear ducts, etc.). His daddy is tall, so is Youngest (taller than me anyway, which she has lorded over me since it happened 6-7 years ago). She was hoping for a small, early baby. Ain’t happenin’ sugar! Also, he has a name: Brennen. I don't know if that will be his legal name, these things change. But it took them 8 months to decide on that, who knows when he will get his middle name. But he will always be Nugget to me.

I was insanely angry at a company called Laser Printed Checks, Corp yesterday. I cancelled my order with them because we didn’t want to pay THIRTY-FIVE DOLLARS in shipping costs. That’s a lot people. I found another company that we had used before and they only charge $17.00 in shipping.

I called LPCC when I received the checks I had cancelled. I wasn’t at my desk, if I had been, I would refused the delivery. I talked to about 4 people over two phone calls. In one, I was told to talk to their third party checkout service which was Google. I called Google and since they do not have live customer support (per a message at the number I dialed), I went to the website, found my checkout receipt and learned that I had emailed LPCC DIRECTLY and didn’t have to go to Google [LPCC claimed they never received my cancellation email (I had emailed since they close at 1pm)]. So they are full of shit, which really pissed me off, even thinking about it now, I am getting a little bit incensed. So I called them back and explained why I hadn’t cancelled over the phone (wouldn’t have helped, they were closed and they charged the card the same day as the order, which they claim they never did, pissing me off further). So they put me on hold to transfer me to someone else (BTW, I am talking to INDIA, and while I usually like Indian music, when you are mad, it just pisses you off) who proceeds to yell at me like it’s my fault that they close early and didn’t get my email. He is yelling, I am already frustrated so I hung up on him. Probably not the best choice, but it worked. I didn’t have to listen to him and I was able to collect my thoughts enough to email Google to see if they could help me. They maintain the checkout receipt so they know what’s up. I emailed the same message to LPCC too (with a few changes to make it look like it was for them).

And today I was rewarded for my superb emailing skills as Google is on the case to help me get my monies back.

What I would really like to do is somehow get a message to the world that LPCC is rude and unhelpful and just downright unprofessional.

This is the reason outsourcing is bad. Yeah, it’s cheaper for some companies, but the hassles that are involved completely diminish that fact. It’s just not worth it.

Mr. Amazing continues to be amazing. He took me to this great restaurant for dinner on Sunday and to The Simpson’s Movie, which was also great. I can’t afford to pay for anything right now (the move drained me) so he treated me to a lovely date. And he listened to me bitch about the whole check thing. He is too sweet.

Also, my room is done! I just need to get the shelving for the laundry room from my parents and the house is done.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

The Price is Right!

So "The Price is Right" has a new host. Finally, Bob was looking great but you know he needs to retire, get one of those RVs they showcase on the Showdown and beat up Adam Sandler just a little bit more.

Fun fact: My mom was on "TPIR" in the 70's. She got called down but didn't win anything. But she got a tee-shirt and probably an ogle from Bob. My mom was and still is hot.

I Said I Would


1: a person lacking in judgment or prudence

2 a: a harmlessly deranged person or one lacking in common powers of understanding b: one with a marked propensity or fondness for something

3: My boyfriend when he drinks and I do not and am too tired to humor him properly.

The Stages

Mr. A and I have now been dating for 7 weeks. And with that I give you a comparison of our behavior when we imbibe in alcohol:

1 Beer

Me: Happy, feeling good.

Mr. A: Normal, no changes

2 Beers

Me: Giddy

Mr. A: Happy, feeling good, but still mostly himself.

3 Beers

Me: Sick

Mr A: Feeling loopy, rubbing ketchup on his face, acting a fool.

4 Beers

Me: Passed out

Mr. A: Possibly dancing, more food on face (for comic effect)

Monday, July 23, 2007

It Was a Moving Experience

I am moved. At this point, technically I have a kitchen. I have most of a bedroom too, the closet still needs to be done and I need some shelves in the laundry area. But I am moved.

I would like to thank the many people who made this move possible: Mom, Dad, Timmy, Don, Charlie and especially Mr. Amazing, who not only helped me pack up the truck and unload it but also stuck around the rest of the weekend, helped me organize, helped me take the truck back to the ghetto...at night, lifted my new air conditioner (had to get it, can't live in my room without one, damned skylights)...he also went to Wal-Mart with me... twice.

Wal-Mart is a black hole, you get lost and you don't know where anything is. It is very crowded no matter what time of day you go. It's all very frustrating.

Everyone was wonderful and I am deeply in their debt.

I also have a car load of crap to unload on M & D, it won't fit in the house, Youngest is moving soon, maybe she can use it.

I am so tired and I miss my cat. She's been at a three day sleep over at M.A.'s for the move. It was weird sleeping alone last night since the puffball has been sleeping in my bed for 1.5 years.

PS - M.A. and the parents met. They love him. I also met his mom, step dad, uncle, aunt and grandmother and apparently they like me too.

PPS - To show you the wonderfulness that is my boyfriend, he bought me the last Harry Potter book since we found it for half price at the Mart of Wals (he also went to the midnight release party with me, such a trooper, he must really like me, where I bought the book for 32 bucks, I returned that one when we found it cheaper somewhere else).

PPPS - Also, my car is fixed, over charged, but fixed.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Double Bagging the Girls

As you know, I am moving tomorrow... so most of my house is packed up, sans both my closets (really need to get on that). That being said, most of my clothes and undergarments are in bags and boxes. That gets me to my point, yes I have one. I am wearing a light colored shirt today, which as all of you ladies know requires a flesh-tone bra underneath. Guess who packed hers? But being the smart cookie that I am, I formulated a plan this morning. Two bras, one dark (black) one light over it (it's flesh toned but doesn't have cups so it looks like I am not wearing a bra at all. I keep it for times such as these).

So, my girls are double bagged today. I just thought I'd let you know.

Harry Potter Says Goodbye

This is how I feel.

The last book comes out tonight. I am going to the release with the rest of the dorks. I reserved my copy a few weeks ago and then I am going home to move.

Thursday, July 19, 2007


Oh, yeah, she doesn't have issues.

Look at what the wife is saying (mid article).

A Car's Lament

Being the wonderfully supportive girlfriend that I am, I went to M.A.'s soccer game last night (purely selfish reasons, I like to see him sweat).

As soon as I got on the highway, however, the check engine light on my car (the first on I ever bought on my own) started blinking and the car started chugging like a frat boy. Not good, no, not good at all. I was freaking out. But I made it to the field and M.A. looked at it, pronounced it dirty (under the hood, it's a bit dusty) and drove it for a bit. He thinks it's electrical, sounds about right, but I know nothing about cars except they are a means to get from point A to point B and I love to watch them on movie screens.

She is only 4 years old, that's a baby in car world. Anyway, M.A. and I worked out a plan (in between him playing soccer beautifully, with all the running and passing and sweating....mmmm) to help me get around. He has a second car (yes, he's that good) and he is loaning it to me. I don't have to rely on parents or friends and I can still move on Saturday. He truly is amazing.

So I am driving an Acura until I can get my car fixed (I am fixing my mind on thoughts that the problem is minor and won't cost too much) by the family mechanic Cory. I trust him. We've given him 10 years worth of business and with this family, that's a lot.

He (M.A., not Cory) also bought me dinner and breakfast (we went to the store last night) and he called me this morning to make sure everything was good and that I got to work OK. He is so sweet.

Also my dad yelled at me (the one time a year he yells and it was at me, his golden child). He called this morning and apologized.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

Panic at the Capitol

Someone tried to kill the governor yesterday. Apparently, he had some issues and "he was the emperor."

I don't know why anyone would want to kill our governor, he seems like a stand up, nice guy. I know people who know him and they have nothing but good things to say about him.

OK, yeah, he likes to point, but that is no reason to shoot the man.


I came into the office yesterday and was greeted by several blinking lights on my phone. I have the master phone for the office so all the messages come to me. Both lines were blinking so I set in to listen, pen in hand, paper at the ready.

Out of 7 messages, 3 were actual messages and 4 were hang ups. I got 2 more this morning. People, if you are going to call my office, and if you are going to listen to the "Please leave a message" spiel that I am still using from the previous assistant, leave a frikkin' message! I do not have the time to listen to you "um" and "get off your sister" for the duration of the message. Seriously.

Also, it is hot. It is not yet 10am and already nearly 80 degrees (79 to be exact). It was the same yesterday. And I get to move in this heat on Saturday! Yea for me!

Speaking of moving...Guess who is helping Roomie (Daria's new blogger name) move? Fidget! (my ex) That's who. M.A. is OK with this, not happy, but OK. If anything, it will be entertaining.

M.A. is also going to meet my parents. Should be a top day. A top day.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Flight Plan - Not the Movie

I bought my ticket to California today. The LLS's marriage better last until then. I don't drop 200 bucks lightly, let me tell you. Kidding, no, really, seriously.

I get to stop in Las Vegas on my way in (hey, the ticket was only $79 each way, I would stop in I would stop in Bogota for that price). Maybe I will win some money (there are slot machines everywhere in that city) and help pay for the trip. You never know.

I will be there for 4 days, just long enough to have fun and too little for the family to get on my nerves (Mom, Dad and Gen are going, Youngest will have just given birth).

Airline taxes SSSUUUCCCKKK!

And Another

Another employee was just terminated. I worry for my job, but then again, I get here on time, actually do my job and don't steal. She was fired for her involvement in last week's debacle.

I move in 4 days. MA helped me yesterday by inspiring me to pack up my house and by cleaning out my fridge. I hate doing it and he owed me one (plus he's wonderful) . Mom is coming out on Friday to pack up the kitchen. Now all that is left is my closet and furniture.

M.A., Daria's ex Jamie (who introduced us), his roommate, his girlfriend and 2 other guys and I went to the local water park on Saturday and it was much fun. M.A. got scorched, I escaped relatively unscathed. I spent Sunday rubbing him with aloe.

Then we read (book club in 11 days, 293 pages to go) and I kicked his butt in not one but two games to You Don't Know Jack.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Acceptance II

I wasn't the only one with an issue with Pope B's statements last week. The learned crew over at CNN also took issue with them as well.

Friday the 13th Strikes Again

We just fired another employee. That's the third to leave in as many weeks. The first two quit and this one got canned. From what I can overhear, this person stole a lot of money from us, I just don't know the details. How do I know this without knowing the details: I am extremely nosy and I typed up her notice to vacate. I liked this person, she was always nice to me.


I was walking downtown with MA last night and I said something I never thought I would ever say. For the sheer fact of how optimistic it is. "Live your best life, that's all you have to do."

I am amazed by how happy and profound I can be sometimes

The New Digs

My new house is purty. It had hardwood floors, 1 and 1/2 baths, tons of closets and a serial killer basement (which I will not go into, it's scary).

My new room has a wall of windows, skylights, is connected to the big bathroom and has it's own entrance to the back patio (there is another door in the laundry room, but mine is cooler. My room rocks socks and I think I will love living there.

Daria and I are very excited about the whole thing.

Apparently the landscapers did an amazing job with our new sod. The house is sunny and light, but cool in temperature at the same time.


I Have a Burning Sensation UP Here

I burned myself with a curling iron a few days ago an now it's just weird looking.

I had a great night with Mr Amazing last night. We went to the bookstore so I could get a book for book club and he could stop by his office (it's a really nice office) and get his book so we could "read." I have to read Wuthering Heights in less than a week. I think I can do it if I take a full day on Saturday and Sunday.

When I left MA's house this morning on my way to work, I stopped in the grocery store for some green tea and cream cheese and as I was walking in, a woman was walking out and she was decked: hair, makeup, little scarf. Yes, I was dressed too and had makeup on before 8am, but I was on my way to work. She looked like she hadn't worked a day in her life. It was the shoes, you can always tell by the shoes. They were pointy. You never wear pointy to the grocery.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

A Call to Arms, or Rather a Call for Arms

I am moving in a week and I need help. I have already got me dad, BF and mom to help, but I need a few more strong backs to help with the heavy lifting. I am just one small girl and need help.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007


Aren't we supposed to be accepting of all people?


We got a house, it's amzing and huge and we love it. All new everything, great landlords, life is GOOD!

Today is THE DAY!

I have a feeling that today is the day we find a house. We saw three yesterday and are seeing three more today. These feelings are strong. Very strong.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Crunch Time

Daria and I are in full "We gotta find a house NOW!" mode. We are coming up on August first (i.e. homeless time) and we are calling, emailing and setting up appointments all over the place.

Saturday, July 07, 2007

The Handbasket


Why do they even have legal drinking limits for MINORS?!?

I love our world, don't you?

Friday, July 06, 2007

And Another Thing

Mr Amazing and I have been going out for a month. We celebrated by buying boxer briefs and cooking Hamburger Helper. We were both just so exhausted last night. Long week...

He is a good man and we care for each other a great deal. He thinks I am "super-fuckin'-fantabulous" - direct quote. And I think he is wonderful, in a sing-songy way.

A Week in Review

Puppy duty is now over. I slept in my own bed last night, sandwiched between a bed hogging cat and an large blonde man. Not the worst place in the world to be, let me tell you.

Cocoa is in love with Mr. Amazing. She sees him and immediately goes into belly rub mode, if he sits on the couch, she crawls up and lays on his chest. It's all very sweet.

Party tonight to celebrate Wes's birthday. Must buy vodka. I don't drink it but he loves it so that's his gift, expensive inebriation.

Baby shower, sisters, aunt and cousin visits this weekend and next week. Ah, family time. Someone, anyone, call me this weekend with some sort of friend emergency so I can escape for a few hours. PLEASE!

If anything, Mr A can save me right?

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Happy 4th of July

I must say, the 4th is the best holiday. Other than my birthday that is. It will be a national holiday someday. I woke up this morning, the air ripe with the smell of ketchup. Yes, ketchup at 6am, some people start early.

I tried sleeping after puppy and bird duty, but couldn't so I got up and showered and went to Wal-Mart to pick up the things I was asked to bring to the party. And I needed a bathing suit (I wasn't about to drive 36 miles round trip just to get mine from home (and give Cocoa a false sense of "I'm home"), I just drove to the Mart and spent 15 bucks on a new top and some sleep shorts. All of which had the desired affect on Mr. Amazing.

Did you know Wal-Mart doesn't sell waffle fries? At least not at the store I went to. But I knew they were out there so I moved on to another store.

I found them at the grocery store later on.

Then, Mr. Amazing's house. I was the first to arrive at 1pm. I guess the "We'll be at the pool by 11:30am plan" was thrown out in favor of sleep.

Anyway, I arrive, the friends arrive. Mr. A and I go shopping. There was a cheese debate and 10 minutes of picking up and setting down. I think the final cheese choice was an excellent one. Deli sliced Cheddar, very tasty. Much beer was also purchased.

Then, It's onto the pool. It is a good pool and no one was having sex in the hot tub like last time. For some reason it was closed off and barricaded. I wonder why. We sit around and talk and drink and slathered sunscreen on each other I get some very complimentary things said about me by Mr. A. He makes me happy. I go and do puppy stuff and come back the party. BBQing ensues, we eat and drink and have fun and then I have to do more puppy stuff (also, the cutest gold retriever puppy was at the party, cutest!).

Before puppy stuff however are fire works, from a balcony, from all over the city. Lots of shows happening all over, it was beautiful. Also, I saw the guy from the grocery store (the one who never remembers my name, I'd link that post, but I can't find it) on the balcony, he gave me a beer and then shuffled off when he was introduced to my ketchup covered, 6 foot 1 BF. It was very funny.

And then alone time and a 5:30am wake up call because I have responsibilities that I couldn't pawn them off on anyone. Damn my well developed work ethic!

There was rain, but it never lasts long so it didn't dampen our spirits.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Come Celebrate Freedom...

...with a free eyeglass cloths at Wal-Mart. Yes, I schleped over to the place where they sell walls to pick up a few things for today's festivities. Ketchup, cookies, porn, etc. Kidding on the porn. I am going to Mr. Amazing's house for pool fun and a BBQ. I will periodically have to come back and let the puppies out, but that's cool, it's a short drive over.

Monday, July 02, 2007


Well, kiddies. It's July already and I am house-sitting once again:

Pro - Three really cute puppies (they just got a chihuahua who I so want to bring to work with me, he's such a purse/lap dog.

Con - Evil bird and no A/C. I cools down after sunset, but if you do any kind of physical activity (i.e. Sitting up), you want to die.

Mr. Amazing braved it with me last night though so it was fun. We played a game (he kicked my ass twice, but it was close) and had pizza and Martine (the cutest chihuahua ever!) sat on my lap the entire time, except when he jumped down to guard my feet, he's very protective of me.

And it was very cool this morning.

They wanted me to leave the pups outside all day in this heat but I just can't do it. I even moved all their crates downstairs so they could be cooler. I love my animals and cannot stand when people leave them outside in extreme conditions.


OK, I have to clarify a few things for you, my dear reader (hi Mom).

My mom is wonderful, the best mom ever. She does not think I am a whore, she is just concerned for me and my choices, as a good mother should be.

I wrote that post after she gave me "the look" one too many times.

She is a wonderful person and mommy and I love her.

Please do not judge her prematurely, especially those who have not met her and seen how glorious she is.