Mother-f'er. I found three - THREE - more. Just about 15 minutes ago. Long. Wiry. And white. All on my head. Near the part. Close to my face. And no, it didn't look like little highlights.
I am going grey.
MOTHER-F'ER - EXCLAMATION POINT
Not even one week after getting closer to 30 do I start sprouting greys. GREYS. At 26. Do you believe this shit? Well I don't. But I do. Because I have the proof. In my hand at this very moment. All of those little buggers have been pulled out. In addition to the TWO that were pulled out last week. AFTER MY BIRTHDAY - of course. Closer to 30....of course. And now I get to tell my kids when mommy went grey. And I get to scare the shit of them. I curse you family gene pool.
I should have known that something was a-brewing. If I'm honest with myself, I knew my mom started going grey early. And now, at 52 she is all grey (but has a great hair colorist so you'd never know!). Not to mention what happened about 3wks ago that should have tipped me off....
C was over to cook dinner. As I was bending over my awkward kitchen counter to get to the window and open it C laughingly says "Hey there Silver Fox".
I stopped dead in my tracks, "What the fish*, C?"
He proceeds to tell me that the sunlight caught a piece of my hair in such a way that there was a gleaming white hair. I, of course, ran to the bathroom and scoured my head searching for that little bastard. None to be found. So I chalked it up to him being dim-witted boy that doesn't know a sun kissed brunette or natural highlight if it smacked him across the face.
I was wrong.
And now I'm crying inside.
*"What the fish" a very popular saying made up by the lovely S. I stole it approximately a year ago when my resolution was to not swear any more. This however did not work, as I just added random phrases and texting lingo to accentuate the swears. And it annoyed people. For instance, BAB's husband - he said he would rather listen to me ramble like a trucker then hear "OMG" one more time. Thank God. Exactly what I needed to snap out of the juvenile lingo. I love the "f" word. But this saying "what the fish" has stuck. I heart it and can use it at work without feeling bad. Silver lining people. Crap...silver. Like my hair...oh no
Monday, June 29, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Hangover Friday
Happy Friday! I, unfortunately, am at work today. And as you can see I am diligently working....rrrriiiiiiggggghhhhttttt. But my hangover won't let me and no one brought in hangover bagels. A-holes. So I blame this post on them, my co-workers.
So I have some random things to post about today. Welcome. And enjoy...well, maybe.
1) I don't get tan less swim suits. What I mean is this: no tan lines. I mean (1) who wants a burnt crotch and (b) how do you put on sunscreen in a public area. I'm pretty sure that you can't just dab a little on your nipple or cooter when there are children around. Or old people. Or that guy that goes to North Ave beach and sits with his "d" hanging down his leg facing towards you...
2) C & I had another perfect evening together on Tuesday. I could SO fall for this guy...if he could get it right in the sack. Right, well that's my bad. Its not like I don't enjoy what we do but I would like to orgasm too and not take care of myself afterwards. He doesn't know this. But, I digress. We picked up a bottle of wine Tuesday then walked to the lake (not the beach-beach) after making a steak dinner. It was this little park and it was all cement stairs to the water. The weather finally cooled down by evening and we just had a great time being goofy (ie: reading the x-rated personal ads and laughing at them, yes...AT THEM).
C) I went to a movie with the ex on Wednesday. It was inevitable that we would hang out. He moved here too; we saw each other about 3wks ago. BUT the good thing about going to a movie is that it leaves little time for chatting. SO it was a good thing. We saw The Hangover which was pretty funny shit. I recommend it. Two thumbs up by JD
D) WTF MJ died. Like he had a cardiac arrest at 50. Right before his comeback tour (so glad I didn't throw down for those tickets). I kinda believe he O.D.'d. Ok totally far fetched since they say CARDIAC ARREST however, drugs can induce that. AND I think he was so tired of people suing him. The latest being that model that was in the Thriller video...didn't she realize he was broke. I mean, Neverland Ranch was foreclosed! RIP MJ. RIP.
5) As a side note; I love MJ's music. I have been jamming out to it lately and the only silver lining about the whole thing is that the radio is playing it nonstop. WHICH I LOVE.
6) #2 came over last night. And after dinner, and 4 bottles of red wine, I told him it was time to cut things off. A little bit of a rewind is needed here first before I go on...
REWIND:
Last Friday night as apart of my drunken b-day bonanza #2 & I met up. He later came over to my place for some after hours and we had a pretty intense convo. Basically he didn't realize that I was DATING someone, he just though I was f-ing randoms (ick). I proceeded to tell him that if he was up for it, I would dump this new guy and be solely his. To which he said was a bad idea, he wasn't interested in a "relationship". Which led me to yell a little then to sex....I'm easy, what can I say.
ANYWHO: He came over last night, we cooked dinner, drank than had that discussion. He stayed the night and when I dropped him off this morning I said something like "see ya" to which he got all serious. He was all "is this the last time I'll see you" and I was all "no, well yes, lets make out" and he was all "ok". Then he got out of the car. Its a little sad. Honestly, I am tearing up right now. WTF! Not cool. I hate myself a little for that... \
But the good thing is: I choose C, my life will be less complicated, and I will be pampered by that sexy sexy man. What girl wouldn't love all of that.
7)In my attempt to save money I am cooking. And actually enjoying it. Granted, I'm not making chicken stuffed whatever but I am putting things in the oven. And using the stove top. Without the smoke detecor going off. Thankyouverymuch.
8) I feel naked today. I forgot my phone at the apartment. I was about 15min out and was very close to turning around BUT that would mean about an extra 45min to the commute (15 back, 15 to where I was when I turned around, the 30 with the increased traffic). I hate this.
Now the phone is ringing. Damn work!
Thanks for reading my randomness!
Truly yours,
PYT
(look it up if you don't know)
(but if you don't know what PYT is, I don't think we can be friends)
So I have some random things to post about today. Welcome. And enjoy...well, maybe.
1) I don't get tan less swim suits. What I mean is this: no tan lines. I mean (1) who wants a burnt crotch and (b) how do you put on sunscreen in a public area. I'm pretty sure that you can't just dab a little on your nipple or cooter when there are children around. Or old people. Or that guy that goes to North Ave beach and sits with his "d" hanging down his leg facing towards you...
2) C & I had another perfect evening together on Tuesday. I could SO fall for this guy...if he could get it right in the sack. Right, well that's my bad. Its not like I don't enjoy what we do but I would like to orgasm too and not take care of myself afterwards. He doesn't know this. But, I digress. We picked up a bottle of wine Tuesday then walked to the lake (not the beach-beach) after making a steak dinner. It was this little park and it was all cement stairs to the water. The weather finally cooled down by evening and we just had a great time being goofy (ie: reading the x-rated personal ads and laughing at them, yes...AT THEM).
C) I went to a movie with the ex on Wednesday. It was inevitable that we would hang out. He moved here too; we saw each other about 3wks ago. BUT the good thing about going to a movie is that it leaves little time for chatting. SO it was a good thing. We saw The Hangover which was pretty funny shit. I recommend it. Two thumbs up by JD
D) WTF MJ died. Like he had a cardiac arrest at 50. Right before his comeback tour (so glad I didn't throw down for those tickets). I kinda believe he O.D.'d. Ok totally far fetched since they say CARDIAC ARREST however, drugs can induce that. AND I think he was so tired of people suing him. The latest being that model that was in the Thriller video...didn't she realize he was broke. I mean, Neverland Ranch was foreclosed! RIP MJ. RIP.
5) As a side note; I love MJ's music. I have been jamming out to it lately and the only silver lining about the whole thing is that the radio is playing it nonstop. WHICH I LOVE.
6) #2 came over last night. And after dinner, and 4 bottles of red wine, I told him it was time to cut things off. A little bit of a rewind is needed here first before I go on...
REWIND:
Last Friday night as apart of my drunken b-day bonanza #2 & I met up. He later came over to my place for some after hours and we had a pretty intense convo. Basically he didn't realize that I was DATING someone, he just though I was f-ing randoms (ick). I proceeded to tell him that if he was up for it, I would dump this new guy and be solely his. To which he said was a bad idea, he wasn't interested in a "relationship". Which led me to yell a little then to sex....I'm easy, what can I say.
ANYWHO: He came over last night, we cooked dinner, drank than had that discussion. He stayed the night and when I dropped him off this morning I said something like "see ya" to which he got all serious. He was all "is this the last time I'll see you" and I was all "no, well yes, lets make out" and he was all "ok". Then he got out of the car. Its a little sad. Honestly, I am tearing up right now. WTF! Not cool. I hate myself a little for that... \
But the good thing is: I choose C, my life will be less complicated, and I will be pampered by that sexy sexy man. What girl wouldn't love all of that.
7)In my attempt to save money I am cooking. And actually enjoying it. Granted, I'm not making chicken stuffed whatever but I am putting things in the oven. And using the stove top. Without the smoke detecor going off. Thankyouverymuch.
8) I feel naked today. I forgot my phone at the apartment. I was about 15min out and was very close to turning around BUT that would mean about an extra 45min to the commute (15 back, 15 to where I was when I turned around, the 30 with the increased traffic). I hate this.
Now the phone is ringing. Damn work!
Thanks for reading my randomness!
Truly yours,
PYT
(look it up if you don't know)
(but if you don't know what PYT is, I don't think we can be friends)
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Holy Hell
7:30 am. My phone rings. Inter-office call. From the boss.
“Jen can you come in my office”
Shit. “Sure” I say, nervous since we had our files audited yesterday.
“Please sit” he says motioning to the chair, directly in front of his desk.
“I wanted to talk with you about the Cubs game last week and running into you and #2....”
He continues on to say that there are no issues for me to continue to see – or whatever it is we’re doing – his son. There will be no implications for me at work regardless on how things turn out between us. He mentioned that they are all very close and he does typically run into #2 after games, but if I’m uncomfortable with that when I’m with #2 then I should tell #2 that they shouldn’t meet up.
It was at this point that I said that I knew the family was close. Last week I was just surprised and I have no problems with meeting up. I reiterated that #2 & I were just friends. And that was that.
I just got my boss’ blessing to see his son. At 7:30am. At the beginning of my shift.
And my boss was all smiles about it.
The End.
“Jen can you come in my office”
Shit. “Sure” I say, nervous since we had our files audited yesterday.
“Please sit” he says motioning to the chair, directly in front of his desk.
“I wanted to talk with you about the Cubs game last week and running into you and #2....”
He continues on to say that there are no issues for me to continue to see – or whatever it is we’re doing – his son. There will be no implications for me at work regardless on how things turn out between us. He mentioned that they are all very close and he does typically run into #2 after games, but if I’m uncomfortable with that when I’m with #2 then I should tell #2 that they shouldn’t meet up.
It was at this point that I said that I knew the family was close. Last week I was just surprised and I have no problems with meeting up. I reiterated that #2 & I were just friends. And that was that.
I just got my boss’ blessing to see his son. At 7:30am. At the beginning of my shift.
And my boss was all smiles about it.
The End.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Dextox Monday
Last night was the worst night's sleep I have had in quite some time. I was hot. I was sweating. I was tossing & turning. I had involuntary leg movements and huge boughts of anxiety the wrenched me up from bed. It wasn't until about 5 o'clock this afternoon that I realized I probably was going through alcohol withdrawl. Right. Its to be expected when you drink yourself under the table for 7days straight. Got to love week long birthday celebrations.
Friday night was jammed packed with bottles of wine, great food, followed by vodkas and more shots. And plenty of them. Here are a few highlights:
* Dinner at Carnivale
* Free drinks for a good friend of S's
* After hours at my place
* #2 being so drunk he tripped, knocking down my table and falling to the ground stricking his head on a corner of a bookcase. It was a little bloody, BUT the next morning it was hilarious. And it looked like he had a dent in his head. No worries he was just fine.
Saturday turned into an all day vodka orgy since the p's didn't make it with my new purchases. A tree fell on the house. No damage to the house but its still a pain in the arse. Saturday Highlights:
* Road sodas and the car ride to the beach
* Austrians singing me "Happy Birthday" in German while we sipped from Old English 40
* Drinking vodka/oj straight out of the vodka bottle
* My sister meeting C
* Falling in the shower - I bruise like a peach!
* The girls coming in
* Shots upon shots, upon shots...
* Dancing with 19 year olds who admit to loosing their fake ids. Did I mention I just turned 26. Riiiiggghhht......
* Taking the rickshaw - actually spotting it outside the bar, and running to it mid sentance with L. At least this ride was only $20, not the $50 HLo, L & I paid a couple of weeks ago...we were drunk...very, very drunk
* Passing out on the couch, later to find out that SOMEONE drew hearts on my face with lipstick.
Sunday I was dead to the world. Until I got a call from my mom: They were on their way with my aunt. Holy Hell. Sunday was 8hrs of putting together my entertainment units, tv, dvd/cd/ipod thingy, and hanging things on the wall. Then dinner. Then C. Then the shakes.
This week I have vowed no alcohol or crap food until Friday. I even stopped by the grocery store to get my produce on after work. After playing around with my entertainment center I went to do dishes and OMG I totally reach for the open wine bottle to draw myself a drink! I stopped myself though. Then ate chocolate. One vice for another...
Friday night was jammed packed with bottles of wine, great food, followed by vodkas and more shots. And plenty of them. Here are a few highlights:
* Dinner at Carnivale
* Free drinks for a good friend of S's
* After hours at my place
* #2 being so drunk he tripped, knocking down my table and falling to the ground stricking his head on a corner of a bookcase. It was a little bloody, BUT the next morning it was hilarious. And it looked like he had a dent in his head. No worries he was just fine.
Saturday turned into an all day vodka orgy since the p's didn't make it with my new purchases. A tree fell on the house. No damage to the house but its still a pain in the arse. Saturday Highlights:
* Road sodas and the car ride to the beach
* Austrians singing me "Happy Birthday" in German while we sipped from Old English 40
* Drinking vodka/oj straight out of the vodka bottle
* My sister meeting C
* Falling in the shower - I bruise like a peach!
* The girls coming in
* Shots upon shots, upon shots...
* Dancing with 19 year olds who admit to loosing their fake ids. Did I mention I just turned 26. Riiiiggghhht......
* Taking the rickshaw - actually spotting it outside the bar, and running to it mid sentance with L. At least this ride was only $20, not the $50 HLo, L & I paid a couple of weeks ago...we were drunk...very, very drunk
* Passing out on the couch, later to find out that SOMEONE drew hearts on my face with lipstick.
Sunday I was dead to the world. Until I got a call from my mom: They were on their way with my aunt. Holy Hell. Sunday was 8hrs of putting together my entertainment units, tv, dvd/cd/ipod thingy, and hanging things on the wall. Then dinner. Then C. Then the shakes.
This week I have vowed no alcohol or crap food until Friday. I even stopped by the grocery store to get my produce on after work. After playing around with my entertainment center I went to do dishes and OMG I totally reach for the open wine bottle to draw myself a drink! I stopped myself though. Then ate chocolate. One vice for another...
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Of the mixed tape variety...or so I wish...
C had made me a couple of Cd's the other week. And no they weren't of the mixed taped variety. Thankyouverymuch. Although I do miss mixed tapes - and the little notes that went with them. Junior High did have that as a major perk.
Anywho, C is all about finding new music so ifsofacto I am being introduced to a lot of new music. Although I am realizing that the music isn't all that new, I'm just late to the party. And I wish I got an invite sooner.
So for the past few weeks I have been obsessed with Citizen Cope. The entire CD is to die for and this song gets me every time.
I am also a proud owner of two Sia Furler's albums who I also can't get enough of. The song Breathe Me gives me chills.
Like I said before, I realize that I am behind on the times. That's what I get for dating a hippy for 6yrs and listening to Phish/The Dead insistently. Now all I want is a well-balanced music library. And I think I'll get there. Eventually.
Anywho, C is all about finding new music so ifsofacto I am being introduced to a lot of new music. Although I am realizing that the music isn't all that new, I'm just late to the party. And I wish I got an invite sooner.
So for the past few weeks I have been obsessed with Citizen Cope. The entire CD is to die for and this song gets me every time.
I am also a proud owner of two Sia Furler's albums who I also can't get enough of. The song Breathe Me gives me chills.
Like I said before, I realize that I am behind on the times. That's what I get for dating a hippy for 6yrs and listening to Phish/The Dead insistently. Now all I want is a well-balanced music library. And I think I'll get there. Eventually.
This slacker needs cable
Yesterday after suffering through my hang over while at work ON MY BIRTHDAY, a light bulb went off: I should take a vacation day tomorrow. Although it is super tacky to put in a vacation request less than 24hrs before the next days work, I did it. And my wish was granted. So, here I sit watching The Today Show with Kathy Lee and that other lady. Because I don't have cable. And because ABC no longer comes in. No View or Oprah for me today. At least this terrible programing will not leave me addicted and sitting on the couch all day. Plus, its the fist day in MANY that the sun has poked out its head.
My list of things to do today was long. But I'm finding I'm already pushing things off until tomorrow... So far today I slept intertwined with C, had the sex, and made breakfast. I fear this will be the most productive I will be because I can feel the sun calling me outside to play. Today may just turn into a beach & trashy novel day.
Last night C treated me for my birthday. We went to one of the best sushi joints in the city, then to a specialty cupcake store, ending with a walk hand-in-hand through the city. It was perfect. We eventually found our way back to his apartment, with a rather large bottle of wine tucked under our arms. And spent the next 2hrs exploring each other's bodies by candlelight. It was the closest thing to "making love" that I have felt in quite sometime. I'm not even sure if the ex & I experienced something so sensual in our 6yrs together. Waking up today in his arms was the proverbial icing on the cake...MY birthday cake.
Now, in the light of day and after eating I am feeling confused. I need to figure out what/whom I want asap. I can tell I will be getting in over my head sooner than I realize...
BTW: I feel like I'm loosing brain cells just watching the extended version of The Today Show.
My list of things to do today was long. But I'm finding I'm already pushing things off until tomorrow... So far today I slept intertwined with C, had the sex, and made breakfast. I fear this will be the most productive I will be because I can feel the sun calling me outside to play. Today may just turn into a beach & trashy novel day.
Last night C treated me for my birthday. We went to one of the best sushi joints in the city, then to a specialty cupcake store, ending with a walk hand-in-hand through the city. It was perfect. We eventually found our way back to his apartment, with a rather large bottle of wine tucked under our arms. And spent the next 2hrs exploring each other's bodies by candlelight. It was the closest thing to "making love" that I have felt in quite sometime. I'm not even sure if the ex & I experienced something so sensual in our 6yrs together. Waking up today in his arms was the proverbial icing on the cake...MY birthday cake.
Now, in the light of day and after eating I am feeling confused. I need to figure out what/whom I want asap. I can tell I will be getting in over my head sooner than I realize...
BTW: I feel like I'm loosing brain cells just watching the extended version of The Today Show.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Its my berfday biotch
I am officially one year closer to 30. The big 2-6. Which really, isn't that big of a deal, considering that I still look like I'm 18. Ok, maybe not that young but I do look like I'm still in my early twenties.
Last night was a doozie. And I think I'm still drunk. The hangover is scheduled to arrive maybe around 10am. CAN.NOT.WAIT. Yea right. Needless to say I will likely be unproductive today at work.
#2 invited me to the cross-town classic. For those of you that are unfamiliar its baseball, Cubs v. Sox. Both home teams. Across town from each other. IE: Cross-town. And it got rained out. I think it rain from 3:30 - 10:30 straight last night. Regardless of the baseball standings, we still partied as if there was a game. And that party was made easier since #2's roomie was the bartender. We didn't spend a dime.
Shots & beer. Fan-frickin-tastic.
8:30 comes around & #2 gets a text from his brother. Who incidently is with his dad. Who incidently is my boss. Right. They want to meet up. #2 texts the brother that its probably not a good idea since he's with someone that works for dad. Brother likely tells dad. Dad still comes. Meets us at the bar. Its like crickets. All bad behavoir out the window. I became a mute. He stayed for a drink or two then left. I think. Everything gets a bit hazey. I'll need to consult with #2 on the events later.
This morning I enter the kitchen with my arms full of bagels - what can I say, its my hangover food of choice. Big Boss-Man is the ONLY ONE in the kitchen. AWKWARD. It was big smiles, how are you, followed by chuckles. Granted I don't feel too terrible for being semi-drunk/hungover because you can tell in Big Boss-Man's voice that he threw down last night too. Unspoken connection. Although I did edit my verison & tell a couple of people in the office that I ran into him last night at a bar. Left out the detail that I'm f*ing his son. Yea.
Tonight C is taking me out for dinner. I think. He hasn't disclosed what we'll be doing. I think he was a little peeved that I was out with a different guy last night but what are you going to do. He's still into me and texted Happy Birthday bright & early this morning.
My birthday is being expanded over the next 4days. I know, its ridiculous. But I just love an excuse to party. And last year my 25th was overshadowed by weddings. Tonight dinner. Tomorrow dinner/drinks. Friday some friends are coming to the city. Saturday-day the p's, sis & aunt coming in. Saturday evening, friends coming in. And for Sunday, I'm penciling in hangover & beach. If its sunny. Which it hasn't been. For a week. Damn weather...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
Last night was a doozie. And I think I'm still drunk. The hangover is scheduled to arrive maybe around 10am. CAN.NOT.WAIT. Yea right. Needless to say I will likely be unproductive today at work.
#2 invited me to the cross-town classic. For those of you that are unfamiliar its baseball, Cubs v. Sox. Both home teams. Across town from each other. IE: Cross-town. And it got rained out. I think it rain from 3:30 - 10:30 straight last night. Regardless of the baseball standings, we still partied as if there was a game. And that party was made easier since #2's roomie was the bartender. We didn't spend a dime.
Shots & beer. Fan-frickin-tastic.
8:30 comes around & #2 gets a text from his brother. Who incidently is with his dad. Who incidently is my boss. Right. They want to meet up. #2 texts the brother that its probably not a good idea since he's with someone that works for dad. Brother likely tells dad. Dad still comes. Meets us at the bar. Its like crickets. All bad behavoir out the window. I became a mute. He stayed for a drink or two then left. I think. Everything gets a bit hazey. I'll need to consult with #2 on the events later.
This morning I enter the kitchen with my arms full of bagels - what can I say, its my hangover food of choice. Big Boss-Man is the ONLY ONE in the kitchen. AWKWARD. It was big smiles, how are you, followed by chuckles. Granted I don't feel too terrible for being semi-drunk/hungover because you can tell in Big Boss-Man's voice that he threw down last night too. Unspoken connection. Although I did edit my verison & tell a couple of people in the office that I ran into him last night at a bar. Left out the detail that I'm f*ing his son. Yea.
Tonight C is taking me out for dinner. I think. He hasn't disclosed what we'll be doing. I think he was a little peeved that I was out with a different guy last night but what are you going to do. He's still into me and texted Happy Birthday bright & early this morning.
My birthday is being expanded over the next 4days. I know, its ridiculous. But I just love an excuse to party. And last year my 25th was overshadowed by weddings. Tonight dinner. Tomorrow dinner/drinks. Friday some friends are coming to the city. Saturday-day the p's, sis & aunt coming in. Saturday evening, friends coming in. And for Sunday, I'm penciling in hangover & beach. If its sunny. Which it hasn't been. For a week. Damn weather...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
Monday, June 15, 2009
It's not REALLY illegal if they want you to have it...
I'm a pirate. Officially. And no I don't have on my outfit from before. I am currently pirating Internet from one of my new neighbors.
Its really their fault. Who has an unprotected network now-a-days?!? I feel totally lucky, because I didn't have the cable/Internet provider coming out until 6/27. Now...who knows if I'll even need 'em!
This past weekend I made all of my big time purchases for the apartment. And I think I went a little overboard. I blame my dad. And my mom. They were there to help guide me through the new technology and make proper choices for my budget. I'll admit it right now, I not only am technology dumb but I also need mommy & daddys' help when spending over $2k. Anyhow, they ended up directing me to creating a bachelor pad. Including, but not limited to the following items:
- 40" LCD/1080/120Hz Flat Panel
- Surround Sound/DVD/iPod docking system
- Lap top with all of the bells/whistles (which I'm loving!)
- HDMi cord to connect the computer to the tv (who knew this even existed!)
All of this is going in a semi-tiny room. Yea. It will be taking over an entire wall. And it took 3 hrs at the store. Followed by a trip to Ikea, then Target, then back to Ikea, then Meijer then Ikea to buy the stands to hold this stuff.
All of that in addition to the gaming systems I already had might push my place over the edge. Not to mention, I am currently debating if putting my 2 guitars for Guitar Hero crossed over the entertainment center on the wall would be too much...Hmmmmmmm
Luckily I only spent around $150 on the furniture (Ikea is a life saver!) and was able to finance the rest for 0% interest x 36 months.
My delivery service, the parents, will be bringing the majority of the purchases up on Saturday. Then this empty room, which currently holds a couch, 2 storage cubes, a rug and my 13" tv on a microwave box, will look more lively. CAN.NOT.WAIT.
In other news:
- #2 wanted to hang out on Saturday-day! It was a shock. Then he didn't call until 2hrs after he said he was, then said he'd call after grabbing lunch with friends. Since I was ready at 11am, and by 2:30p I hadn't heard from him I texted he should forget it. A-hole
- C had a friend from OH in town. Didn't hear from him at all. I was ready to write him off (who dates someone only on weekdays?!?) but he called today, wanted to come over to help me put together my entertainment unit & cook dinner, THEN even remembered it was my birthday Wednesday! He's out of the dog house, for now. And I needed a birthday dinner date - HLo & L cancelled since I'm seeing them this weekend.
Its really their fault. Who has an unprotected network now-a-days?!? I feel totally lucky, because I didn't have the cable/Internet provider coming out until 6/27. Now...who knows if I'll even need 'em!
This past weekend I made all of my big time purchases for the apartment. And I think I went a little overboard. I blame my dad. And my mom. They were there to help guide me through the new technology and make proper choices for my budget. I'll admit it right now, I not only am technology dumb but I also need mommy & daddys' help when spending over $2k. Anyhow, they ended up directing me to creating a bachelor pad. Including, but not limited to the following items:
- 40" LCD/1080/120Hz Flat Panel
- Surround Sound/DVD/iPod docking system
- Lap top with all of the bells/whistles (which I'm loving!)
- HDMi cord to connect the computer to the tv (who knew this even existed!)
All of this is going in a semi-tiny room. Yea. It will be taking over an entire wall. And it took 3 hrs at the store. Followed by a trip to Ikea, then Target, then back to Ikea, then Meijer then Ikea to buy the stands to hold this stuff.
All of that in addition to the gaming systems I already had might push my place over the edge. Not to mention, I am currently debating if putting my 2 guitars for Guitar Hero crossed over the entertainment center on the wall would be too much...Hmmmmmmm
Luckily I only spent around $150 on the furniture (Ikea is a life saver!) and was able to finance the rest for 0% interest x 36 months.
My delivery service, the parents, will be bringing the majority of the purchases up on Saturday. Then this empty room, which currently holds a couch, 2 storage cubes, a rug and my 13" tv on a microwave box, will look more lively. CAN.NOT.WAIT.
In other news:
- #2 wanted to hang out on Saturday-day! It was a shock. Then he didn't call until 2hrs after he said he was, then said he'd call after grabbing lunch with friends. Since I was ready at 11am, and by 2:30p I hadn't heard from him I texted he should forget it. A-hole
- C had a friend from OH in town. Didn't hear from him at all. I was ready to write him off (who dates someone only on weekdays?!?) but he called today, wanted to come over to help me put together my entertainment unit & cook dinner, THEN even remembered it was my birthday Wednesday! He's out of the dog house, for now. And I needed a birthday dinner date - HLo & L cancelled since I'm seeing them this weekend.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The Past Week, with a side of bacon
I have been seriously lacking in my blogging and my stalking - I mean - reading of the blogs that I follow. My work and personal life have just taken off this past week, not leaving any time for personal Internet use...which could also be due to the fact that I only have Internet at work since I'm still living in the stone age at the apartment (sin cable & Internet).
SO since I'm semi-caught up on work - ok, just the big things are taken care of - I decided to catch up on the bloggersphere. And an hour later I'm ready to post. Get ready for highlights from each day:
TUESDAY NIGHT
Shopping at the mall followed by dinner and an Origins facial party at Macy's courtesy of Dani. I found these great shoes * and then proceeded to buy every facial cream/lotion/wash that I tried. Rational: My face is the only thing that is seen every day by the general public....right....
Total cost for the evening: $250 (at least)
WEDNESDAY NIGHT
C & I hung out near his place, got dinner, sleepover on a school night. During dinner he did comment on how he really doesn't have time to date - way to make a girl feel special. I guess I got the hint that he is not interested in progressing whateverthisis into a real relationship. But at the same time he is still calling and wanting to hanging out. No need to over analyze...yet.
THURSDAY NIGHT
Date #2 with #2. He came out by my area, we got dinner then picked up a bottle of Bacardi at Jewel for some homemade cocktails and a sleepover**. #2 now has the same work schedule as I do - off every other Friday. That could be dangerous. I did clue him into my semi-dating/sexing with someone else to which he said something along the lines of "you should stop sleeping with other people" - as in, I should only sleep with him. I just rolled over at that point, biting my tongue about him being MIA for 3months thus having no say in my life***
FRIDAY
Since I was off, I decided to run my errands which included: getting a Chicago city sticker for my car, renewing my driver's license and laundry. Obtaining the city sticker took 2.5hrs of waiting in line with the general public. The line consisted of the following: old man with b.o., guy with white nose hairs extending to his upper lip, sweatpants guy that was leering at my toes. Nose hair guy also was the guy that acts as the Line Police, yelling at anyone who asked where the line started or looked around the corner to see the length of the line. After that I headed to the 'burbs to renew the license, only took an hour which included updating my information, paying the $10 renewal fee, taking the written test (only 1 wrong!), and getting a new picture. For some reason, my photo shows me as extremely tan which I am so not. But it does look good. Thank you DMV camera. Followed by a night of laundry & sleeping.
SATURDAY
A's bridal shower in the afternoon. It was the first of many wedding events for this summer. I am a bridesmaid in this wedding and in S's. The shower was nice, although it was a rainy cool day. After the shower L & I went to a wine store to sample some wines then crossed the street to a wine bar for a flight with some cheese. Then to S's for some cocktails before heading to MP's graduation party from pharmacy school. By 10 everyone was ready to pack it in and not take this party to the bars.
SUNDAY
The p's were still out of town for a wedding. My sister just got back from a leg on the tour and was sleeping. I turned to the Internet to research a bachelorette party that I'm helping plan for August. Unfortunately, no details since S reads this blog. Once sleeping beauty woke up, we hung out and chatted. Which was a little distracting because Big Sis brought her new boyfriend over and they were pretty handsy. The p's walked in around 12noon and were hungover/tired so the house was pretty lame so I headed back to the city.
C came over for some afternoon delite and stayed for dinner. We decided to make steaks & asparagus. Then in the post-sex grander decided we should head to the store for some bacon to make bacon wrapped shrimp as well. Needless to say it was an orgy of bacon - on shrimp and it even made it on a couple of asparagus spears. C cooked. And it was a bacon mess. The smoke detector went off about 10x and there was grease splattered everywhere from the bacon. But the dinner turned out pretty good, minus the excessive use of bacon. By our second piece of bacon-wrapped-something we were over it. The left overs were removed from the bacon as an attempt to salvage it****
MONDAY
Work is busy. I definitely slacked on Thursday and since I was off on Friday had a lot of catching up to do. This carries over to Tuesday as well.
The ex moved to the city the other weekend. He has been contacting me to hangout and on Monday I finally agreed to it. I went to his apartment to check it out, then for dinner in his area (Lincoln Park). I kept the meeting short and although it wasn't awkward since we had so much to catch up on, it is not something I want to do with regularity. I paid for my own dinner, even though he offered. I declined bar hopping but conceded to a walk around the park. I declined going back up to watch a movie. It was short and sweet, only lasting from 6:30 - 8:15pm. The ending conversation did leave us in an awkward spot. The ex wants to hang out with regularity, which I put the nix to saying that we're not friends...at least not yet. To make sure that he knew that I didn't want to DATE him, I asked if he was excited about his new bachelor pad. His response: He was just glad to be on his own. Then I asked if he was dating anyone - No. He asked me - Yes. Then came all of the questions. I answered about 2 as politely as I could, then laughed saying I'd see him sometime soon and walked off. It wasn't a rude ending by any means.
After that, I needed some lovin' so I called C for a drive by pop-in which he was game for. He let me watch cable and we looked up inappropriate things on the Internet for laughs.
TUESDAY
Work work work, lunch break at Verizon for a new phone & upgraded texting plan, work work work. Home. Mini S&TC marathon. Steak left overs and Julian's 30day Shred
I am optimistic that The Shred will work. Although it is only 20min long. Which is short. And doesn't feel like a enough time. I may combine it with some running outside (yea right) or biking (more likely) or just another tape.
THIS WEEK:
Nothing planned. I think I'm ready to make my big ticket purchases for the apartment: TV, Laptop, ect. And find a gym in my area.
NEXT WEEK:
I turn 26. I'll be ready for multiple cocktails since I'll be officially closer to 30
And it is my off Friday where I intend to head to North Ave Beach for sunning, cocktails and reading (weather permitting) - this is something I hope becomes my summer staple.
*The shoes are going back. They are too tall for work and I have very similar ones in the closet that are also inappropriate for the office. It will be a sad day with that return
**Sex was good. I know, its a little slutty to be with 2 guys however C & I are not exclusive. And I'm being safe.
***Not to mention the fact that he is not actively pursuing me in any way. He calls 1x/week therefore he is not in the running as a serious date.
****Which worked; I had the left overs (shrimp & asparagus) yesterday sin bacon and it was still pretty tasty
Love Letters from a Drunken Make Out
"I would of rather of said this over the phone or in person but I guess this will do.
Dear J,
Words can only being to describe how amazing you are. Your intelligent, sensitive, and absolutely gorgeous. If were together, I would never stop caring for you. Not for a single second, in good times or bad.
I fear I'll never meet a lady of greater caliber than you. Your the rarest of gems and I don't want to lose you. Give me a chance to prove I'm not my age. There nothing I would rather be doing than to just be with you.
W"
This was waiting in my FB inbox last Sunday. It was from the brother of HLo's boyfriend. I think he is 22. Anywho, this was just another life lesson: Be careful who you get drunk & make out with. Consider this lesson learned.
I responded, thanking him for the kind words and that I was really up for being single this summer. His response: He met someone new. Ok - that actually works out better for me and now I feel like less of a bitch.
Dear J,
Words can only being to describe how amazing you are. Your intelligent, sensitive, and absolutely gorgeous. If were together, I would never stop caring for you. Not for a single second, in good times or bad.
I fear I'll never meet a lady of greater caliber than you. Your the rarest of gems and I don't want to lose you. Give me a chance to prove I'm not my age. There nothing I would rather be doing than to just be with you.
W"
This was waiting in my FB inbox last Sunday. It was from the brother of HLo's boyfriend. I think he is 22. Anywho, this was just another life lesson: Be careful who you get drunk & make out with. Consider this lesson learned.
I responded, thanking him for the kind words and that I was really up for being single this summer. His response: He met someone new. Ok - that actually works out better for me and now I feel like less of a bitch.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Grab Your Heels and Bikinis Ladies: We're Headed to the Lake!
To me going to a lake house includes the following: friends, beer, tubing & water sports, tanning & swimming, comfy clothes and if you're lucky some shots or bar hopping. This past weekend did include all of those things for me, but not for everyone...
When I arrived at the lake house bright & early on Saturday, I headed to the dock immediately despite the cloudy-cold weather. It was me, my friend HLo (it was her bf's house) and a handful of other people - all of whom were guys. The rest of the guests, like 15-20, were still sleeping off the partying from the night before. After about 2hrs the people slumbering began to wake and make their way down to the dock. All guys. Not long after, people where questioning: Where's [enter girl's name here] & [enter girl's name here]? The answer: They were getting ready.
Yes, GETTING READY.
A parade of size-zero bikini-clad high-heel-wearing make-up-faced hair-did girls showed up not a moment too soon. I was in shock. Here I am, no make-up my hair pulled back into a pony with flip flops on and in a hoodie (it was still chilly at this point). I had never seen anything like this EVER: eye shadows matched the swim suits, Bump-its were in full affect, wedge high heels, real dresses as cover ups. WTF? The look on my face was probably priceless. I was the outcast in this scenario.
I like to think of my self as pretty down to earth girl. I can mesh with most people: be one of boys, one of girls, or just float somewhere in between. I could not mesh with these girls. Thus I found myself turning to my bff Mr. Miller Lite for support. And I got a whole lot of support from him.
The sun finally broke through the clouds mid-afternoon, the drinking never stopped, and we continued the party into the night. This included shots (plenty of them) and transitioning to cocktails. Jack was there for me then. And he lead me down the path to self loathing. That asshole.
Apparently I'm a lush. I prefer this term to whore because "lush" at least has that "I'm a fun party girl" connotation to it still; "whore" is too negative. And I don't sleep around, I am just a make-out lush (OK, whore does sound better in this instance).
Perhaps it was the early drinking, sun-burning afternoon, non-dinner eating day that brought me to my lush-tastic evening but I'm sure it had something to do with the fact that I just did not fit in. Once I got attention, I tried to keep it. With my mouth. I guess it worked at getting attention...from EVERYONE (including the Dad who showed up in the afternoon)
Although, I could have made MUCH better make out choices than I did:
Guy#1: NIPPLES PIERCED - Ew: I hate myself for this one.
Guy#2: HLo's BF YOUNGER BROTHER - not a minor thankyouverymuch
The next day I felt like I got ran over by a train, kept to myself, and drank only water. And Guy#2 - the brother - was following me around like a little puppy dog. He's nice, cute enough, but gesh it was only drunken making out forcryingoutloud. I do like him; he's a nice kid and we've met before but I'm not really interested.
That was me this weekend. And I'm not too proud of it. But I am by no means ashamed. That could be because I refused to let HLo fill me in on the details post-blackout. She, and all of the other 20 guests, can keep that to themselves.
Now I'm reeling in how to gently let down the brother. He has my number and we talked briefly the other night. He is all about hanging out. I'm being nice. But luckily I do have a pretty packed week/weekend so I don't have to lie to him...at least not yet. Unfortunately I'll just have to suck it up and apologize for giving him the wrong impression and say hopefully* we can be friends.
*but hopefully the kind of friends that only see each other once in a while for big events and don't talk on the phone.
When I arrived at the lake house bright & early on Saturday, I headed to the dock immediately despite the cloudy-cold weather. It was me, my friend HLo (it was her bf's house) and a handful of other people - all of whom were guys. The rest of the guests, like 15-20, were still sleeping off the partying from the night before. After about 2hrs the people slumbering began to wake and make their way down to the dock. All guys. Not long after, people where questioning: Where's [enter girl's name here] & [enter girl's name here]? The answer: They were getting ready.
Yes, GETTING READY.
A parade of size-zero bikini-clad high-heel-wearing make-up-faced hair-did girls showed up not a moment too soon. I was in shock. Here I am, no make-up my hair pulled back into a pony with flip flops on and in a hoodie (it was still chilly at this point). I had never seen anything like this EVER: eye shadows matched the swim suits, Bump-its were in full affect, wedge high heels, real dresses as cover ups. WTF? The look on my face was probably priceless. I was the outcast in this scenario.
I like to think of my self as pretty down to earth girl. I can mesh with most people: be one of boys, one of girls, or just float somewhere in between. I could not mesh with these girls. Thus I found myself turning to my bff Mr. Miller Lite for support. And I got a whole lot of support from him.
The sun finally broke through the clouds mid-afternoon, the drinking never stopped, and we continued the party into the night. This included shots (plenty of them) and transitioning to cocktails. Jack was there for me then. And he lead me down the path to self loathing. That asshole.
Apparently I'm a lush. I prefer this term to whore because "lush" at least has that "I'm a fun party girl" connotation to it still; "whore" is too negative. And I don't sleep around, I am just a make-out lush (OK, whore does sound better in this instance).
Perhaps it was the early drinking, sun-burning afternoon, non-dinner eating day that brought me to my lush-tastic evening but I'm sure it had something to do with the fact that I just did not fit in. Once I got attention, I tried to keep it. With my mouth. I guess it worked at getting attention...from EVERYONE (including the Dad who showed up in the afternoon)
Although, I could have made MUCH better make out choices than I did:
Guy#1: NIPPLES PIERCED - Ew: I hate myself for this one.
Guy#2: HLo's BF YOUNGER BROTHER - not a minor thankyouverymuch
The next day I felt like I got ran over by a train, kept to myself, and drank only water. And Guy#2 - the brother - was following me around like a little puppy dog. He's nice, cute enough, but gesh it was only drunken making out forcryingoutloud. I do like him; he's a nice kid and we've met before but I'm not really interested.
That was me this weekend. And I'm not too proud of it. But I am by no means ashamed. That could be because I refused to let HLo fill me in on the details post-blackout. She, and all of the other 20 guests, can keep that to themselves.
Now I'm reeling in how to gently let down the brother. He has my number and we talked briefly the other night. He is all about hanging out. I'm being nice. But luckily I do have a pretty packed week/weekend so I don't have to lie to him...at least not yet. Unfortunately I'll just have to suck it up and apologize for giving him the wrong impression and say hopefully* we can be friends.
*but hopefully the kind of friends that only see each other once in a while for big events and don't talk on the phone.
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