Killer Weekend

I can only hope that everyone had as much fun this weekend as I did. Did you ever have one of those weekends? You know, the kind where everything just falls into place and the whole weekend is a blast? Anyone? Well anyway, that is how my weekend went.

I spent Friday night at my cousin's house watching movies and playing with the kids. We had a lot of fun and the kids love to wrestle with me. So Friday was good, but Saturday was a blast. I got to sleep in a little bit and when I got up my roommate was getting ready to leave for the day...BONUS!!! So, I took the opportunity to do some things around the house...in my jammies. Saturday night the gang went out to a place called the Village to hear our fav. local band. Jeremy works with the drummer and they really kick ass....great show. I had a few beers, danced until I couldn't feel my legs anymore, sang, and got to hang out with my friends. I really wished that the night didn't have to end.

Sunday was much more low key. I stayed at Jeremy's house because I had been drinking (don't drink and drive!!!) and we spent all day Sunday in bed. I couldn't tell you how many movies we watched or how much Guitar Hero we played, but it was nice to not do anything. Here are some pictures from Saturday:


Here we have Brandon, Ryan, Steph, Jeremy, and Eddie doing Jager Bombs.


Ryan and Jeremy hamming it up for Steph and acting crazy...


Steph loves the fact that I am tiny and picks me up for no reason sometimes :0)




And this picture (or should I say the beverage) led to this:



I was having such a blast at this point, and I really love this picture for some reason.

Last but not least...a good picture of Jeremy and I...love this one too!



Now just to show how busy I have been, I started this entry on Monday and it is now Thursday....yeah I am awesome I know ;0). I hope everyone has a great Memorial Day weekend!!!

Changes

Change is something that I think is difficult (to some degree) for everyone. I have always struggled with change. I am a creature of habit and/or routine, if you will. The bigger the change, the harder it is for me to adjust. As you all know, I've had quite a bit of big changes going on in a short period of time. That is part of the reason that I haven't been around much lately. I needed some time to take stock of the situation and deal with it.

Most of my stuff is finally out of Tony's house, so that is good I guess. My new roomie and I haven't killed each other yet, so that is also good. I'm finally starting to get settled. I really really really miss my dog, which as you have probably guessed is one of the hardest things for me to deal with right now. I miss Tony too, but we talk often so that is nice. I'm thankful that we are able to be friends.

As of right now, I don't have internet access at home, and I don't know when I might get it. We live in the boonies so I either have to pay a small fortune for a card for my laptop, or settle for dial up. I really don't want dial up. So, the only time I have to check in is at work and I've been crazy busy lately. So, don't think that I've completely disappeared...I'm still reading, I just don't have time to comment like I would like to.

So, all in all I'm not doing so bad. It could be worse and it could be better. I'm just taking everything one day at a time. It always amazes me how things work out. It may not seem like it at the moment, but I am sure that something good will come out of all of this. It better! ;0)

Bring on the waterworks

As of today, most of my worldly possessions have been packed into boxes and moved to my new place. I still have a little bit left to pack, but the majority is out. I had a much more difficult time dealing with it than I had thought I would. Saturday I was fine, because I was still "coming home" that night. Sunday was a whole other story. I pretty much cried the whole day. I was glad that Tony and Lora were helping me to pack stuff up, because I really don't know how much luck I would've had doing it alone.

When it came time to leave to take our load over to Lora's place...I completely lost my shit. Saying goodbye to Buddy was a disaster. Watching Tony leave from Lora's was even worse. I know things always get worse before they get better, but that doesn't make me feel any better at this moment.

My parents are bringing my furniture today, so at least I'll be able to sleep on a bed tonight as opposed to the couch, so that's good. I am extremely hopeful that I will be able to bring Buddy over at some point, but I'm trying not to get my hopes up. I just don't know how he's going to do with another dog and a kitty. The last thing I want is to stress the animals.

So, it looks like I will be unpacking until Christmas, but I guess that is the norm when you move. I am trying to be as strong as possible, but not very successful thus far......*thinking happy thoughts*

Almost

Well, I know that I posted that Tony and I were trying to work on things, BUT at this time I'm afraid it's in vain. We have decided that it would be best for me to move out. I have gotten an offer from my boss to rent out his old house. This works out because he is fine with me having Buddy. See, I told you I have uncanny luck. While I am definitely heartbroken, as is Tony, our main goal is to preserve the friendship. We hope that this may bring us back together one day, but I am honestly not getting my hopes up as I don't want to get let down.

I haven't really finalized anything with my boss yet and I don't know when this may occur, but I am kind of relieved that everything is out in the open. So, I just wanted to let you know what was happening. I am going to try to keep posting, but we shall see.

In other news, the weekend was fantastic (except for the moving thing). The cancer benefit was awesome.....it was very hot out but everyone had a great time. After the benefit, I went home, showered and went to a local club to see another band play....totally awesome!!! I made some new friends and got to hear some great music.

I will be sure to let you know what's happening, but for now I need to go sit somewhere quiet.....

Thanking my lucky stars

I must have done something good in a previous life or have really good karma. As far as the good karma goes, I always TRY to be nice to people and be a decent human being. That all being said, I feel like I am an extremely lucky girl. Yes, I've been going through some rough patches but that's life. I always find a way to deal or things just fall into place....see, the luck thing. I'm not bragging by any means, I'm just very grateful.

This morning when I went out to leave for work, I got in the tracker, turned the key and....clicking. I turned the key off and tried again...it tried to start then more clicking. OK, must be the battery. So, I gather my stuff and get in my Mazda (which just ran out of inspection in July) and head off to work. I was a bit late but my boss was not mad (it was only 5 min. or so). He had gone to a little restaurant close by and gotten us both breakfast so that was nice...see what I'm saying. So, we were eating our breakfast and I explain my car troubles to him and he agrees that it is probably the battery. Now we continue discussing where would be a good place for me to check for a new battery and out of nowhere he tells me to call the local battery store and check if they have it....and he'll put it on his American Express! Can you believe it? I didn't know what to say....lucky?

Long story short, he drove to my house and took out my old battery, took it to the battery place and bought me a brand new battery. I am still stunned by his generosity and kindness. My boss has always treated me as a daughter. We get on each others nerves, but hey thats par for the course. So, as I was saying, I don't know what I did to deserve it but I am ever so thankful!

I honestly don't know if luck is the right term to use but it seems fitting. If it's not because I am a good person, then I must come off as pitiful and in need of help ;0). Case in point: I was driving down the road a few years ago and my tire started to go flat. I pulled over (there was no service station nearby) and I put on my flashers and proceeded to change the tire. Now, I am fully capable of changing a tire...hell, I can change my own oil among other things concerning a vehicle. I am semi mechanically inclined. I had two people pull over to help me...one of which was a nice old man who probably would've had a harder time breaking the lug nuts loose than me. He so very sweetly said "I felt bad for you, you poor thing..." I just smiled and thanked him, as by this time the other man had shooed me out of the way and was going to town on the tire. So see...pitiful=Missy ;0).

So, now that the battery issue is taken care of (THANK YOU ED!!!!!!!!) I am ready to start the weekend. Tomorrow I will be going to a cancer benefit and it will be awesome (always is). Live music, lots of good food, lots of cold beer, and really great people. Not to mention that 100% of the proceeds goes to the three beneficiaries this year. How awesome is that? Saturday night my girlfriend and I will be going to see a friends band play, so it should be a great day all around. That means that I will sleep all of Sunday...maybe ;0p.

So, have a great weekend and don't do anything I wouldn't do....

You stink!

No...not you. I would never say such a thing. Buddy stinks. I seriously think my dog has intestinal issues because the amount of gas that he produces is ridiculous. Now before you run away...this post is not all about my stinky dog, so bear with me...I just thought this was funny.

This morning I was in the bathroom getting ready for work as usual. Buddy was laying in his normal spot by the tub munching on his breakfast. You see Buddy is quite social and prefers to eat with company so I kill two birds with one stone and just bring his bowl into the bathroom with us. So, he was eating and I was brushing my teeth.....and all of a sudden he farts...loudly. Talk about clearing a room...I mean come on. This went on all morning. By the time I left for work my house smelled horrible.

Anyhoo, what I really wanted to post about was my plans for this evening. My friend Jen's birthday is today and she and her hubby are having a BBQ tonight to celebrate. I'm pretty excited because I love an excuse to have a party. I bought her a cute pair of shoes and a pair of earrings and I baked her a birthday cake. As far as I know I am spending the night at her house because I don't have a designated driver. I probably won't drink much anyway after last weekend, but better safe than sorry.

Saturday I am hoping for nice weather so I can go swimming. I would really like to go to the creek and swim, but noone will go with me. Everyone always votes for the pool...oh well. I will hopefully remember my camera and will get some pictures to post. I hope everyone has a great weekend!!

Live and learn

Ok, where do I start? So much has happened since I last posted. Tony and I have been trying to work things out and things have been alright. Not perfect or horrible...but they are OK, so we will see what the future holds. At least we aren't in "I want to kill you" mode anymore ;0).

My parents finally found a house and we got them all moved this past weekend. While I am extremely happy for them I can't help but feel a bit selfish due to the fact that they now live three hours away. But, I will deal with it. Their house is really lovely and they have a spectacular view (they are up on a mountain) so as soon as I get time, I will upload the pictures.

The moving convoy consisted of my sister, brother in law, my uncle, my cousin, three of my dad's friends, my parents, and of course myself. We drove up to the new house on Saturday and got the U-haul unloaded. My uncle, cousin, and one of the buddies were driving back home and the rest of us were spending the night and returning on Sunday. After they left to go home the real fun began as it was time to start drinking.

Let me just say that I am normally not a big drinker. And I usually just stick to beer when I do drink. For some reason I lost all ability to make good decisions at that point. It was probably the campfire that we had going that did it ;0).... yeah, that's it, the fire. Long story short I drank mass quantities of beer (I have no idea exactly how much), some Baileys Irish cream (not much), and 3/4 of a bottle of wine. Yeah...I know. Strangely enough I was not as drunk as you may suspect as I was talking fine and I remember everything...but I was a bit stumble-y if you know what I mean.

When I woke up the next morning I actually didn't feel too bad...until I drank a cup of coffee. Lets just say that I was formally introduced to the new bathrooms quite well. I was so sick all day and had to make the three hour trip home....lesson learned.

I am now officially joke fodder because of this incident, but I think it's funny just the same. Did I happen to mention that all that alcohol was consumed by a 103lb woman? No....well no wonder I was sick ;0) My family is so proud I'm sure.

So, hopefully I will be back to posting more often...hopefully ;0) I've got some catching up to do, so here I go...

My heart hurts

Just so everyone doesn't think that I've up and disappeared, I figured I'd better post SOMETHING. Well, I wish I had something happy or funny or warm and fuzzy...but I don't.
Tony and I have been having some issues that have actually been going on for a long time, but we are super good at ignoring them (kinda). So, the other night I suggested that we talk about some things because we weren't fighting about them and it just seemed like a good time.

I won't ramble on with the contents of the whole conversation, but I will summarize for you what we learned from our little chat...bullet style:

• Neither one of us is really feelin' the love right now
• We each go our own separate ways in our spare time
• We are the best of friends...and want to keep it that way
• I would like to get married and start a family...some time kind of soon
• Tony doesn't know if he wants to get married and have kiddos...ever
• Tony's priority in life at this moment is work (his job and his rental properties)
• I tend to have an attitude quite a lot because I'm not happy and I take it out on Tony
• Like, major 'tude
• We aren't really sure where we see ourselves in five years
• Lastly, we don't know if things are going to work out, but we don't want to end up hating each other and would rather just be friends if nothing else.

So, I guess you could say that (in a nutshell) Tony has quite a bit on his plate (that he didn't have before) and I have had to become second banana. This turn of events has caused me a great deal of hurt so I lash out.

The hardest part is that we really do love each other very much and don't want to turn our backs on each other. I think this might be a little harder on me because if we would decide to end our relationship I would have to move...and I don't deal well with big changes. Also, try finding somewhere to rent with a big dog like Buddy. I would be absolutely crushed to have to make that kind of transition without my dog at least.

As of right now everything is up in the air. We've talked (a really good talk) and we are just trying to figure things out. So, I my posting is more sporadic than usual this is why.

Friendship

On July 4, 1996 (I was 17) while on my way home from a friends house I lost control of my car on a sharp corner and crashed into a tree. My face hit the steering wheel because I had some slack in my seatbelt. My mouth was bleeding really bad and my face was starting to swell...but somehow I managed not to break any of my teeth thank goodness!

I bet you are wondering what the hell this has to do with friendship. Well, the accident doesn't have anything to do with it, but what happened AFTER the accident does, so bear with me.

My parents took me to the hospital, because why call an ambulance (this was before everyone had cell phones) when you can call your parents and really freak them out. So, we get into the ER and I am bleeding all over myself. The doctor is checking me out and discovers the reason for all the blood is a tear/hole under my top lip and into my cheek. I know this sounds nasty, but there were no external cuts on my face, this was on the inside. So, they get me all cleaned up and send me home.

I am obviously very sore and shook up after all of this, and I don't remember much after getting home. The next day is kind of blurry too. I'm not sure if one of my friends had called the house or if my mom called my friend Lora. Throughout the rest of the day the phone rang off the hook with my friends calling to check on me which made me feel better. I couldn't talk well as my lip and cheek were swollen, but I made due.

I honestly don't remember if it was that night or the next, but I was laying on the couch and I heard a car coming up our driveway...make that four cars. The gang had showed up to see how I was and cheer me up!!! We (my dad actually) built a fire in the fire ring in the back yard and we all sat around talking. Everyone was trying to make me laugh, but whenever I would try to smile my mouth would bleed.

That is a great memory for me because all my friends were there when I really needed it. It is a shame that over the years and as we all grow up, that sometimes those friendships fade.

"The gang"...that sounds funny...was mostly guys at that time. Four girls and seven guys. They were the friends that would stop what they were doing to help you if you needed it, or would go out and raise hell with you. Those were some good times....wait, the best times.

Most of us have lost touch for the most part. This is the part that makes me sad. I still see three people quite often, but the others...I haven't seen them in years. Why is it that it happens this way? It's curious. It happens to everyone in some capacity, but I really wish sometimes that I could go back, even just for a day, and relive some of the fun that we had. I could write so much more about this but....maybe some other time.