I will admit that though I tend to spend too much time on the computer, I really am not as savoy as I used to be on it. There once was a time that I could build cheesy web pages and make animated graphics. Pretty sure I can still do the animated graphics, if I get an old program. But now, hell. I have been trying for two months to figure out hot to put a FaceBook button on my side bar. I am after all and loyal and true FaceBook junkie.
I avoided Twitter like the plague. Why? Well, do I really need another addiction? Apparently so. Since I couldn't figure out how to do the FaceBook thing. I broke down and joined Twitter. Not sure if I should shake my head at myself or jump for joy that I at least figured one thing out. Of course, it was easy when you have the easy adapt button on here. Maybe I shouldn't be so pleased? LOL
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Busy Month
I must say that when I disappear from writing, I do not do it intentionally. Sometimes I just become so busy that I forget to log in, take a breath and relieve my stress level. For some reason writing this blog, as well as my other one, sooths my inner Drama Queen. It allows me to for one to take a deeper look at my day and two, to realize, that though it was hectic, it wasn't the end of the world.
I must give you a rundown of some of the latest entertainment events that have happened recently. After all, I have laughed at myself, I believe in sharing the laughter. So what I neglected to write about for the last month, is now compiled into a tidy little list below. I do hope you get at least one chuckle at my expense.
1. I moved from one apartment on the second floor to another on the third floor. From one roommate to another. Only to have the second roommate move in with a man a week later and tell me she is buying out of her lease before we sign the new one. So I have to move again in 30 days. Mad would be an understatement.
2. I had to borrow money from my Dad. Not something I wish to do. I am in my thirties and the fact that I had to borrow money from a parent feels like an arrow in my butt. Thankfully, he doesn't see it that way.
3. My car broke down again. Yeah, I own a P.O.S., but man I love that car. Took me three days to find someone with tools and a jack that was willing to help me work on the car.
4. Get to my broken down vehicle, only to have it start. I tell you, there is nothing like starting a car you swore to everyone was broke. Especially when the one to come and help is your ex-husband. I will never live that one down.
5. Found a dependable babysitter. WOO HOO!!!!
6. Found an UNdependable man! BOOOO!!!
7. Jumped into a nice inviting pool. Forgetting that I had my cell phone on me. Ruined my pretty phone. It vibrates continually when you turn it on. Rather like having a tiny rectangle B.O.B. around. ;o) Just a joke, honest.
8. Sent the children back to school!! Mom has a wee bit of free time now. Hello sleep, I have missed you so much.
9. Has gotten all the way to the third floor before remembering that I left something in the car, 8 times now. I think. I do believe God is trying to tell me something. And it isn't about my memory.
10. Had my sister verbally chastise me for not calling her, yet she didn't have my phone number which has been the same for three years. Oh, she did it on my Facebook wall too. All my friends were thrilled I am sure.
I am sure more has happened. But right off the top of my head, I am at a lose for more incidents. Have a great week everyone.
I must give you a rundown of some of the latest entertainment events that have happened recently. After all, I have laughed at myself, I believe in sharing the laughter. So what I neglected to write about for the last month, is now compiled into a tidy little list below. I do hope you get at least one chuckle at my expense.
1. I moved from one apartment on the second floor to another on the third floor. From one roommate to another. Only to have the second roommate move in with a man a week later and tell me she is buying out of her lease before we sign the new one. So I have to move again in 30 days. Mad would be an understatement.
2. I had to borrow money from my Dad. Not something I wish to do. I am in my thirties and the fact that I had to borrow money from a parent feels like an arrow in my butt. Thankfully, he doesn't see it that way.
3. My car broke down again. Yeah, I own a P.O.S., but man I love that car. Took me three days to find someone with tools and a jack that was willing to help me work on the car.
4. Get to my broken down vehicle, only to have it start. I tell you, there is nothing like starting a car you swore to everyone was broke. Especially when the one to come and help is your ex-husband. I will never live that one down.
5. Found a dependable babysitter. WOO HOO!!!!
6. Found an UNdependable man! BOOOO!!!
7. Jumped into a nice inviting pool. Forgetting that I had my cell phone on me. Ruined my pretty phone. It vibrates continually when you turn it on. Rather like having a tiny rectangle B.O.B. around. ;o) Just a joke, honest.
8. Sent the children back to school!! Mom has a wee bit of free time now. Hello sleep, I have missed you so much.
9. Has gotten all the way to the third floor before remembering that I left something in the car, 8 times now. I think. I do believe God is trying to tell me something. And it isn't about my memory.
10. Had my sister verbally chastise me for not calling her, yet she didn't have my phone number which has been the same for three years. Oh, she did it on my Facebook wall too. All my friends were thrilled I am sure.
I am sure more has happened. But right off the top of my head, I am at a lose for more incidents. Have a great week everyone.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
And That Is Just The Morning Folks!
Before you read any further, I must post a warning. You will laugh to be sure, it will also be at my expense, but the subject might not be completely to your liking. You may now proceed to read, if you are so bold. :o)
Every woman has an unfriendly visitor that they get every month. I am not the most regular of women though, so I tend to not keep track. Either way, I had the misfortune to wake up with afore mentioned visitor arriving. Since I am the Drama Queen after all, you are already suspecting that I was not prepared. Where would the adventure be in that? Anyway, I cannot leave my house. Since I am not normal, neither are my visits. I called my poor unsuspecting teenager (male btw) into my room for a conversation, I am sure he regrets. I told him that he was going to have to walk to the gas station and get me some necessities. That went over like syrup on hot pancakes. NOT! He said, "Can I at least drive the car?"
"No way! Are you serious?" I ask.
"Yes. I don't want to walk." he calmly states.
This boy has not had a driving lesson at all. NEVER! His argument was that he has drove plenty of cars on X-Box and that I told him what the pedals do. Are you kidding me?!?!?! That is what is going through my brain. I try to maintain my temper and not yell at him for something that sounds so asinine that I want to scream.
"No, you don't have a learner's permit or any lessons and it won't kill you to walk. Now just go. I CANNOT go to work without them. Please!" I practically beg.
He finally leaves the house and I proceed to eat a bowl of cereal, then take a shower. After showering, I realize he is still not back. He should have been back already, naturally he isn't. I begin to stress. Of course that is when he arrives. He walks into my bedroom and hands me a dollar bill and some change. I must let you all know I gave him a ten.
"Where are they?" I ask. Since he only handed me money and nothing else.
"They didn't have them."
Shock registers on my face, "Then what did you spend my money on?" I inquire while trying not to get up to physically choke him.
"Donuts."
Yep, that's my son.
Every woman has an unfriendly visitor that they get every month. I am not the most regular of women though, so I tend to not keep track. Either way, I had the misfortune to wake up with afore mentioned visitor arriving. Since I am the Drama Queen after all, you are already suspecting that I was not prepared. Where would the adventure be in that? Anyway, I cannot leave my house. Since I am not normal, neither are my visits. I called my poor unsuspecting teenager (male btw) into my room for a conversation, I am sure he regrets. I told him that he was going to have to walk to the gas station and get me some necessities. That went over like syrup on hot pancakes. NOT! He said, "Can I at least drive the car?"
"No way! Are you serious?" I ask.
"Yes. I don't want to walk." he calmly states.
This boy has not had a driving lesson at all. NEVER! His argument was that he has drove plenty of cars on X-Box and that I told him what the pedals do. Are you kidding me?!?!?! That is what is going through my brain. I try to maintain my temper and not yell at him for something that sounds so asinine that I want to scream.
"No, you don't have a learner's permit or any lessons and it won't kill you to walk. Now just go. I CANNOT go to work without them. Please!" I practically beg.
He finally leaves the house and I proceed to eat a bowl of cereal, then take a shower. After showering, I realize he is still not back. He should have been back already, naturally he isn't. I begin to stress. Of course that is when he arrives. He walks into my bedroom and hands me a dollar bill and some change. I must let you all know I gave him a ten.
"Where are they?" I ask. Since he only handed me money and nothing else.
"They didn't have them."
Shock registers on my face, "Then what did you spend my money on?" I inquire while trying not to get up to physically choke him.
"Donuts."
Yep, that's my son.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Psychic Readings and Sex Toys
In order to have a little fun, I decided to host one of those fun little sex toy parties. Bunch of girls talking about sex and possibly learning and buying something new. What could possibly go wrong? Hell as a bonus I asked for a $5 pitch in and hired a psychic to do some readings for us as well. Started out with 2o confirmed guests and ended up with a grand total of 6, if you included the psychic, who arrived on time and the toy part of the party wasn't done yet. I will give her credit, she jumped right on in and had fun with our small group.
Thought the small turn out the evening ended up being quite interesting. The toy party was fun and many found humor in talking about the toys. The really interesting part was the psychic. She was good. I mean really good. I know many of you that don't believe in the "gift" so to speak. I would be lying if I said I wasn't skeptical myself. Matter of fact, still am. She was accurate on things from a dream my friend had never told to anyone before, to a relationship break up. Me on the other hand, I went last. Since it was my party I wanted to give my guests the fun and opportunity to enjoy themselves. I ended up hearing a bunch of stuff that I didn't wish to hear. Such is life though. I hear things I don't want to hear every day.
I really just hope that the stuff I hope to be true is, and the stuff that I don't believe to be true is false. Otherwise, I will have even more drama then I have now.
Thought the small turn out the evening ended up being quite interesting. The toy party was fun and many found humor in talking about the toys. The really interesting part was the psychic. She was good. I mean really good. I know many of you that don't believe in the "gift" so to speak. I would be lying if I said I wasn't skeptical myself. Matter of fact, still am. She was accurate on things from a dream my friend had never told to anyone before, to a relationship break up. Me on the other hand, I went last. Since it was my party I wanted to give my guests the fun and opportunity to enjoy themselves. I ended up hearing a bunch of stuff that I didn't wish to hear. Such is life though. I hear things I don't want to hear every day.
I really just hope that the stuff I hope to be true is, and the stuff that I don't believe to be true is false. Otherwise, I will have even more drama then I have now.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Chaos Factor
One could probably say that I am the Real Life Drama Queen by my choice, though I have said many a time that I am she not by choice. But after this week I must withdraw my objections. How else am I to learn from my mistakes, if I don't stand up and face them head on.
I have been trying and trying to get a business up off the ground. Don't listen to anyone that says there are government grants for start up business'. They are full of crap. There are government grants for business' that are already established. That is true. Thousands of them at that. But for someone like me, that has a great idea and knows it could make money. I am pretty much stuck. I have horrible credit as well, due to stupidity and a divorce. It happens. So between getting my business off the ground, I work, I write, I am a mom, I try to have fun, I barely sleep and I dig myself in to holes. Normal for me. But then, just when I think I am on a smooth and rockless path I find a pebble, but it turns into a boulder.
I am throwing a party. I am trying to get my portfolio together so I have something to show to potential clients. I have wrapped up every bit of spare money into this venture. Therefore my car breaking down again, was not wanted nor affordable. I fixed it, but I can hear other things about to go out on it. My poor baby. Funny thing is, I had to move some stuff. So I borrowed a friends truck. I ended up running out of time, so we decided to just keep our vehicles switched for a few days. She forgot my windows are broke and you can't roll them down unless you do it a certain way. Then the car started stalling at stop lights and when she would turn corners. Naturally she didn't tell me any of this until we switched back vehicles three days later. I return her truck in perfect condition. I get my car back with windows down in positions I can't get them out of and to it stalling all the time.
Now I am in no way blaming my friend for the stalling. The windows on the other hand, didn't really bother me too much. I know how to fix them. I just ran out of time and didn't have help to do so. Naturally it started to rain on my way to work. So I ran in to my job and grabbed some trash bags. Hoping to at the very least curb the rain from coming into the car. Which it did. I did get the joy of being so completely soaked that I could ring water out of my shirt and pants. Lovely.
By the way. I worked like that. Wet clothes, wet socks, wet shoes and raccoon eyes from my mascara running.
Honestly not sure where I was going with this story. LOL
I have been trying and trying to get a business up off the ground. Don't listen to anyone that says there are government grants for start up business'. They are full of crap. There are government grants for business' that are already established. That is true. Thousands of them at that. But for someone like me, that has a great idea and knows it could make money. I am pretty much stuck. I have horrible credit as well, due to stupidity and a divorce. It happens. So between getting my business off the ground, I work, I write, I am a mom, I try to have fun, I barely sleep and I dig myself in to holes. Normal for me. But then, just when I think I am on a smooth and rockless path I find a pebble, but it turns into a boulder.
I am throwing a party. I am trying to get my portfolio together so I have something to show to potential clients. I have wrapped up every bit of spare money into this venture. Therefore my car breaking down again, was not wanted nor affordable. I fixed it, but I can hear other things about to go out on it. My poor baby. Funny thing is, I had to move some stuff. So I borrowed a friends truck. I ended up running out of time, so we decided to just keep our vehicles switched for a few days. She forgot my windows are broke and you can't roll them down unless you do it a certain way. Then the car started stalling at stop lights and when she would turn corners. Naturally she didn't tell me any of this until we switched back vehicles three days later. I return her truck in perfect condition. I get my car back with windows down in positions I can't get them out of and to it stalling all the time.
Now I am in no way blaming my friend for the stalling. The windows on the other hand, didn't really bother me too much. I know how to fix them. I just ran out of time and didn't have help to do so. Naturally it started to rain on my way to work. So I ran in to my job and grabbed some trash bags. Hoping to at the very least curb the rain from coming into the car. Which it did. I did get the joy of being so completely soaked that I could ring water out of my shirt and pants. Lovely.
By the way. I worked like that. Wet clothes, wet socks, wet shoes and raccoon eyes from my mascara running.
Honestly not sure where I was going with this story. LOL
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
A Life Less Ordinary
is not what my life could ever be described as, ever. I know that I would like to have a less eventfully life, then I realize exactly how dull it would actually be. But still, maybe a week without drama? Is that a request I could put in?
I have had a busy week, with work and the fact that I am trying to get a magazine up and running. Oh, did I mention that I am wanting to get another business off of the ground as well? Maybe I am an over achiever. Or maybe I just like to make my life crazy and yet still feel like I have accomplished nothing. I am approaching 40 and I just reached a point to where I just don't feel like I have done ANYTHING with my life. Therefore, I have been trying like mad to change my life around.
Only problem is, that as you get older, you can't stay awake all night long and bounce back to do it all over again in the morning. I am sure I could get some help from Red Bull or some other energy drink, if I could even contemplate putting them in my mouth. Not happening. I think they taste disgusting. So I get to run, or rather drag my ass around for about two weeks at a time, before I burn myself out and crash for 13 hours of sleep. Pretty sure my body is pissed off at me. Do I care? Possibly. Do I care enough to slow down? Nope. Do I feel like I am accomplishing anything? I wish. Rather feel like I am running in circles sometimes.
Only plus side is, I know that if I can make it work. I will have left a mark on the world. A mark my children can be proud of. A mark that maybe, just maybe, one day will be used as inspiration for others. Even if they never know my name.
I have had a busy week, with work and the fact that I am trying to get a magazine up and running. Oh, did I mention that I am wanting to get another business off of the ground as well? Maybe I am an over achiever. Or maybe I just like to make my life crazy and yet still feel like I have accomplished nothing. I am approaching 40 and I just reached a point to where I just don't feel like I have done ANYTHING with my life. Therefore, I have been trying like mad to change my life around.
Only problem is, that as you get older, you can't stay awake all night long and bounce back to do it all over again in the morning. I am sure I could get some help from Red Bull or some other energy drink, if I could even contemplate putting them in my mouth. Not happening. I think they taste disgusting. So I get to run, or rather drag my ass around for about two weeks at a time, before I burn myself out and crash for 13 hours of sleep. Pretty sure my body is pissed off at me. Do I care? Possibly. Do I care enough to slow down? Nope. Do I feel like I am accomplishing anything? I wish. Rather feel like I am running in circles sometimes.
Only plus side is, I know that if I can make it work. I will have left a mark on the world. A mark my children can be proud of. A mark that maybe, just maybe, one day will be used as inspiration for others. Even if they never know my name.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Karma's A Bitch!!
Seriously! I know I am the Drama Queen, but really, I didn't ask to be her. It was thrust upon me like an unwanted wish. Therefore, I am she, not by choice.
Karma really is a bitch. I just don't understand it. I try to do right by the world and practice pay it forward. You know, the classic, what goes around comes around? Don't get me wrong, I can be a bitch. Hell, pride myself on being one at times, but when it comes to treating people with respect. I do my best to be a nice person, unless I am crossed.
So today started out with me heading to work. On my day off, no less. I picked up the morning shift for a young lady I happen to think is a sweetheart. She has finals this week and I was more then willing to work for her. I go to work and they don't even have me on the floor. No biggie. I will just change clothes and walk around the mall for a bit. I have a nice shopping stroll with another of the girls I work with. Sounds like a nice relaxing day right?
After the shopping I head over to a house, of yet another girl I work with, her car is broke down. Our plan was to go tanning, get the parts for her car, go to the bank and then relax by the pool and wait for the guys to come and fix her car. Soooo not what happened. I get to her house and her air conditioner is broken. Hey, it's only over 90 degrees outside. Who needs air? I'll tell you who needs air. Fat women need air! I was literally melting. I get there and she needs to wait for one of the guys to come and look at the car. Since her phone is also broke, she can't look up the number to call him or anything. So here we are roasting, I swear her apartment was a rotisserie. He shows up and tells her exactly what is wrong. He leaves and we head out to buy the parts. She wishes to stop by the Leasing Office to give them hell. I don't blame her, hell I went in to help her. We go back outside and my car won't start. It broke down.
Long story short. Never made it tanning. Made it to the parts store three times though. Never made it to the pool either. Her air is fixed. Her car isn't. My car is fixed. Her phone is still broke. We are trying it all again tomorrow. I hope Karma is more cooperating.
Karma really is a bitch. I just don't understand it. I try to do right by the world and practice pay it forward. You know, the classic, what goes around comes around? Don't get me wrong, I can be a bitch. Hell, pride myself on being one at times, but when it comes to treating people with respect. I do my best to be a nice person, unless I am crossed.
So today started out with me heading to work. On my day off, no less. I picked up the morning shift for a young lady I happen to think is a sweetheart. She has finals this week and I was more then willing to work for her. I go to work and they don't even have me on the floor. No biggie. I will just change clothes and walk around the mall for a bit. I have a nice shopping stroll with another of the girls I work with. Sounds like a nice relaxing day right?
After the shopping I head over to a house, of yet another girl I work with, her car is broke down. Our plan was to go tanning, get the parts for her car, go to the bank and then relax by the pool and wait for the guys to come and fix her car. Soooo not what happened. I get to her house and her air conditioner is broken. Hey, it's only over 90 degrees outside. Who needs air? I'll tell you who needs air. Fat women need air! I was literally melting. I get there and she needs to wait for one of the guys to come and look at the car. Since her phone is also broke, she can't look up the number to call him or anything. So here we are roasting, I swear her apartment was a rotisserie. He shows up and tells her exactly what is wrong. He leaves and we head out to buy the parts. She wishes to stop by the Leasing Office to give them hell. I don't blame her, hell I went in to help her. We go back outside and my car won't start. It broke down.
Long story short. Never made it tanning. Made it to the parts store three times though. Never made it to the pool either. Her air is fixed. Her car isn't. My car is fixed. Her phone is still broke. We are trying it all again tomorrow. I hope Karma is more cooperating.
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