Ireland Fund

Howdy-doo! How great is it that Steven got his snotty-ass, holyer than thou, I am the bestest chef in the whole wide word, smacked down. I didnt think that I would get into it but the new Top Chef has hooked me in. I think that everyone is a jerk on it, which just makes it funnier.

I figured that since I showed a pic of my last trip, I should have a pic from my favorite one. On Tuesday it will be exactly one year since Lyric, Sue, and I left for Ireland. Ireland was my very first big trip. I came to the realization that if I really wanted to accomplish something I just had to stop automatically thinking of things as undoable. Once you take the first small step, everything after that just details. My first small step was not telling Lyric that I would go- talking is easy, I am a master talker but was actually opening up that savings account. I called it my Ireland Fund, funny thing is even now, saving for my third trip I still call it my Ireland Fund.
Now I am trying to apply the baby step method to the rest of my life. I'll keep you updated.

Ugh. Tomorrow is work, at least next week I am on vacation. Woohoo!

piles

This picture was taken by my best-est friend Crystal on our most recent trip. I don't know whether she meant to have it come out this way, but it was one of my favorites of the whole trip. My favorite pictures from all my trips seem to happen by accident.

Anyway, today was a day off and I spent it shuffling the piles on my bedroom floor from one spot to another. Every time I do manage to get it clean (don't get excited-clean to me is when the piles move from the floor to the closets or under the bed.) I swear this time I will keep it in some semblance of order to no avail. One of these days I will accept the fact that I am just a disorganized mess, its just in my DNA.

Today I also started my annual 'crap, I have to see myself in a swim suit in a couple of months' diet. Crystal was great and helped me finally set up my treadmill. Since I bought the thing with the leftover money from my trip, it has sat in the middle of the living room in pieces. It made a nice spot for my straightening iron and Gus enjoyed his very expensive cat bed. It has been a very long time since I have been on one of those. I am beat.

The girls and I went bowling tonight, I haven't been since stirrup pants were in style. Man do we suck. Kate has the cutest bowling stance, she calls it the old man. We all got a good chuckle-so did the other lanes around us. Funny thing was she would get it dead center every time. We were so bad and messed up so often, the wizened old man working the counter, moved closer and closer until he was standing behind us, where I swear he could be heard muttering "Fer Christs Sake, press zero---Zero!" I think that it will be a while before anyone of us hits the pro bowling circuit. I cant wait until the rest of the group can get together, the girly movie group will have a blast.

Any-who, I am now sitting in front of the TV watching one of the Thin Man movies, this is the second one, not nearly as good as the first one but its a trip to see Jimmy Stewart as a bad guy. But because of all of my activities today I am beat, and thinking of all the piles facing me in the morning, I don't think that I will make it through to the end. In a moment I will head upstairs, clear off the pile on my bed, and get to sleep.

Tata

It's on like Donkey Kong-Bi-atch

While generally my job sucks big christmas balls, it was remarkably it was a good day.I need a job where I can put to use my now serious addiction to television. There has got to be a job like an episiode previewer--won't that look great on my resume. You know what the ultimate job would be? One of those hotel testers--ooh look at me getting paid to drink fruity drinks while reading at the pool. Someone has to have that job and who ever has it should watch out because I'm a-comin' for ya.

beginnings

Starting this blog as a lark. At the moment I am trying my best to be breezy or witty, to start this thing off on the right foot, however I really am just feeling quite tired. I have spent the last few days really getting back into reading and I found out that both of the authors of the books that I had been enjoying had blogs.
Kate and I finally paid a coworkers teenager to come and figure out how to get our cable internet working, we figured we were paying for it we might as well actually figure out how to use it. Of course he came in and was able to hook us up in less than five minutes.
I spent the next-not kidding six hours reading Jennifer Wieners blog. And for better or for worse I have decided that I want one.
And here we go...