Thursday, January 28, 2010

Well written and articulate. sort of. I mean, sometimes.

So I totally stole a new badge on my page, it's called Blog With Integrity and I got found it at Rockle.

I like the idea behind it, that you be expected to act and react as a rational and clear thinking adult. Not that I'm normally rational and clear thinking, but that I should hold myself responsible to that ideal while in this public venue.

Wow. That was well written and articulate. You should know that I'm not normally like that. But then, I guess if you read this blog long enough you would know that. But then again, I do try to be well written and articulate when I blog. So maybe it doesn't come across? But then you get paragraphs like this one and you must realize that, in fact, I am NOT usually well written spoken and articulate.

Maybe I just shot myself in the foot, huh? Because, yeah, that's how I roll.

Ok. See you next time.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010


But guess what was waiting for me when I got home!

My cat sitter noticed something was amiss.

So I locked the cat door sunday night. And heard several Bang Bang Bang's. I went out to the back door and turned on the light and guess what was looking up at me from the back porch?

Yes, my friends, my pet raccoon is back. I called the city to see if they could come trap it.

I've had to be very careful to make sure and lock the door each night. He's (she's?) tried it several times in the last few nights. I just hope it's not coming in during the day.

I hate to think that they'll have to kill it, but realistically that's what they'll have to do. :(

But I don't want a raccoon in the yard. they can be terribly destructive.

YAY for Vacation!

Hello friends. I'm back from my absolutely fabulous wonderful fantastic most relaxing ever vacation.

This is probably the best vacation I've ever had. My cell phone didn't work in any of the ports, and I wasn't willing to pay the exorbitant priced they wanted for wireless internet access, so I was completely unavailable for 7 days. It was glorious. I didn't even think about work until wednesday.

We stopped at Jamaica, Grand Caymen, and Cozumel Mexico, which is an island. Did you know that Cozumel is an island? I didn't know that. I thought it was a peninsula.

The best excursion was in Cozumel, we went to an all-inclusive beach park. for $70 we got the bus ride out, free mexican food all day, free drinks all day, free water toys all day, free sunshine sitting on the beach on a white chair under a blue umbrella and a the bus ride back into town. Totally worth every penny.

I wasn't seasick until the 3rd day and it began to progress from there. By the time we got off the ship sunday morning I was looking forward to being on land where the building didn't sway.

OH!! I also cleared $400 in the casino on saturday on quarter slots. YAYY!!!!! Paid for the excursions and some of the drinks and souvenirs and stuff. I probably fed $60 back into the slots, but I kept most of it. They played really well until saturday night. I could play for several hours during the week and it would keep letting me win. I could play out $20 for 2 or 3 hours. Saturday night I put in $10 and lost it within 10 minutes. Then $15, and I played for maybe 20 minutes. After that I quit. I let my traveling buddy Karen play.

I'll post some pictures soon.

Friday, January 15, 2010


Ok, I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm about this *fingers mm's apart* close to tears, and have been for a couple of days. Maybe the cruise, and I'm just that excited?

Anyway, this story was sent to me by a friend. Long story short, I found myself at the website for the local County Animal Shelter.

Some of the animals are listed as Critical. As in, if someone doesn't act soon the animal will have to be put down. So I kept scrolling down the page. And seeing more poor kitties and pups that just wouldn't be long for this world because stupid people don't get their pets spayed and neutered so we have so many animals that shelters can't hold them all.

So I'm sitting on this site with tears in my eyes before I thought, 'DUMMY! Stop looking that this page!'

It breaks my heart that these animals have to be killed and the only reason is that there isn't anyone to take care of them.

But you can't save the world. Even if you want to.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010


The plumber came today. He told me I didn't need an outflow valve. I pointed out that the manual says it should have an outflow valve.

We checked the shower, the faucet was installed upside down so the water was mixing properly and that was why the shower wasn't working. It didn't have anything to do with the water heater at all.

But I asked him to please install the valve anyway. After the cruise he's agreed to come do it. He agreed grudgingly with a sigh, but he agreed. I'm also going to have him make the outside faucets and toilet tank run with cold water instead of hot. But as long as I know it will happen I've lost some of the flat-out pissed off that I was feeling.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010


So, I had a really nice futon. I have been looking at it for 3 years, and I thought it was pretty bad. Until I realized that I just sold a $150 futon for $35.

They were so cute, a young couple going to Austin to start at UT this spring and have a lease on a 3rd floor apartment and didn't want to have to carry a big-ass couch up 2 flights of stairs.

And she was so anxious, was it only $35, but had I made a mistake and I meant to put $135, or was it really only $35?

And I smiled at her 19 year-old expression of excitement and my heart melted. Her first step into an adult world and she has a nice futon to start with.

She probably needed the money more than I do.

I know. I'm so soft-hearted sometimes.

YAY! and 'I don't care'

1. YAY! the plumber is coming tomorrow to look at my hot water heater!!!

2. I scheduled a cruise last year for the 17th through the 24th. This spans my birthday, by the way. My boss is pretty ticked off at me. and I don't care. at all. We've planned experiments around this cruise so we're only going to be behind by 2 or 3 days, which, once again, I don't care.

I'm really excited about this cruise. We booked it a year in advance, so we got a balcony room pretty cheap. The cruise is booked full except for a few balcony suites. We're going to try to upgrade to a suite if it's not too expensive.

My birthday is the 21st, I'll turn 35, so I figured this would be an excellent present to myself.

Monday, January 11, 2010


So, my really neat new cool tankless hot water heater hasn't performed quite as well as I had been led to believe it should have been working.

It had especially failed in the past few freezing ass days. I emailed the construction company saturday. I emailed the company owner and my project manager. Got NOTHING back.

Today I started to investigate. I thought well hell, if those bastards won't come then maybe I can do something.

I got to looking at the instructions that came with the unit. Turns out it's supposed to have valve on both the inlet AND the outlet. That way you can control the flow and the temperature of the unit and and adjust the outlet temperature.

There isn't a valve on the outflow port. So there was no way to make adjustments. So my really neat cool tankless water heater is effectively useless. No WONDER I couldn't get enough hot water for a shower!!!

Now, there have been a few things that I've noticed that I don't like, but I thought I was maybe being overly sensitive about it all. But now, I'm pissed. I called the owner. If I don't get a response tomorrow I'm going to the business location and sit my happy ass and wait for him. Then I will escort his happy ass over here and start pointing shit out.

I hope. I hope I'm strong enough to see this through. I mean, the tankless heater has to be either fixed or replaced, but the rest? Sometimes I'm just not strong enough to fight hard enough to get it done. Over the years my dad did a number on me. He can completely undermine me with a look and a comment, and he doesn't even have to be there for it to happen.

I think sometimes God just likes to screw me, just to see how I handle it. I guess that's how you get strong, right?

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Logic vs Emotion

Sometimes I feel like life is slipping past me. I look up and CRAP! 35? How the hell did that happen!?

Invariably I will find an old friend or boyfriend that I haven't seen for years on facebook. I look at their profile, look at pictures of their spouses and kids, and wonder what went wrong?

This is especially true of the old boyfriends. Was I clueless as the opportunities passed me by? Was there a chance for it to be me,and I wasn't paying attention? or did I say or do something at the wrong time? or is it actually me, that I'm somehow sabotaging myself in relationships?

I look at my friend's lives and compare them to my own. I know you shouldn't do that. Pictures don't tell you the whole story. You don't know about the fights, the lies and broken promises, the heartaches that they all carry with them. About the time they almost ended it because it just got too hard. Pictures are little windows into a life, but just that. A window, a clear spot to look at, no sound or voice to go with it, no narration in the background.

I used to say that everyone had their cross to bear, and that maybe mine was to be single. I meant it, but I meant it superficially. Like, I meant it for the short term. Lately, though, I'm beginning to wonder exactly how right I was. Is this really going to be the cross I bear? To be single? To watch my friends and family follow a path I won't get the chance to follow?

Logically I know that this isn't the worst thing in the world. I could have a cheating spouse, a drinker or gambler or a workaholic, or that he's a terrible dad or an absentee dad. Or I could have had an mentally/emotionally/physically abusive boyfriend that led to a terrible marriage. Logically I know that married people sometimes envy my life of no kids and no husband. But most of them wouldn't trade their irritating husband and demanding kids for my life of freedom.

Emotionally, logic falls away and I'm left to wonder if life is really passing me by. I'm left to wonder, Why?

hmm. Upon re-reading this, I'm wondering, is this actually a good post? or is it overly-emotional dribble? let me know in the comments.

PSS Ok, I've read this several times now, and I think maybe, just maybe, I'm a little emotional and dramatic lately. The sentiment here is true, but omg is that dramatic. I just need to clarify, life isn't too bad right now. I have a good job, weekends off for a couple of weeks, a 7 day cruise in 12 days, friends to hang out with and a movie/game night coming up. I had dinner tonight with a friend, after a good pilates class. I have it pretty good, even if I am at the moment boyfriend-less.

Sunday, January 3, 2010


A little long, but totally worth it. I like the fridge and freezer best.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

It's got to be a better year

So, I decided that I wanted to do something cool for New Year.

It has become something of a tradition that when I don't go to Illinois with mom and dad to go see a friend of mine down the coast aways. I also was going to join an old friend in a medium-sized town in the central part of the state.

I had no problems, went to my friends house, I went to their Goodwill (awesome store!) and found a cute pair of jeans in my size for $6, and I found a previously viewed but never actually checked out copy of Star Trek for $8. I had a very nice time, as always. We went to see Sherlock Holmes.

And then I left to go to SA.

On the way, about an hour into the drive I heard POP! SSSHHHHHHSSSHHSHSHSHSS! CRAP! I had a flat tire. I pulled over, a nice family stopped to help me. I opened the back of my car, and instead of a full-sized spare, which is what is supposed to be there, I found a donut. Now, it was a new donut and still aired up, but a donut nonetheless. I called the Firestone locator number and tried to find a store. The closest one was still 100 miles. My friend went online and tried to help me but I ended up at a random Tire Repair shop in the next small town, where I discovered that I didn't get a flat, I got a flat on the sidewall. That can't be fixed. I had to get a new tire. It just happened in this dinky town (with a guy helping me that only 2 top teeth, one of which was black and rotten) the tire repair shop had the EXACT same tire as I needed. Subaru's are 4-wheel drive. They must have 4 identical tires. He had the same tire, same brand, same size, and the tread was a perfect match. It cost me $100.

The night was cold, but the wind was brutal, and I was not even close to having enough layers of clothing on. It was very very cold, and by 1am I had a headache from hell, and I had just spent $20 for a beer. $15 for the cover charge, $4 for the beer and $1 tip. It was a rock/techno bar. I hate techno. HATE TECHNO. I think my ears were bleeding by the time we left. I tried to hide in the bathroom, which was insulated and warm, but someone was smoking in a very small room and I walked in and starting coughing. We were only in that bar for 20 minutes, which was good and bad. good, I had a headache and just wanted to go back to the hotel room, bad, I just spent $20 for a beer.

We got up in the morning I packed and went out to put my stuff in my car, but my car wasn't there. Oh Shit! I thought. Someone Stole my CAr!! Wait! No one wants to steal a subaru forrester. Yep, you guessed it. It had been towed. Because apparently there is a one-car-per-room clause that I didn't know about. It wasn't posted on the entrance that I went in on, and it wasn't posted in the room. It cost me $240 and an hour of my life to get my car back. So I parked my car in a flat lot for $5 and we went to eat. Where I somehow managed to get black grease all over the leg of my khaki pants.

All total for the 24 hours (3pm to 3pm), including gas, food, the tire and tow, I spent $380.

I really thought this would be an awesome weekend. Drinking and fun and bar and party and all that stuff you do when you're young and carefree. As I went to bed at 1:30, headache, freezing, upset stomach, I had a revelation. I would have had just as much fun, maybe even more fun, having a party/get-together here in town with my friends with a little champaign and party favors and just enjoying company.

Crap. Does that mean that my taste's are maturing, or is it that I'm just getting old?

Dear God, Seriously? I mean, really? flat tire, tow, ruined pants? $400 for 2 days? The rest of 2010 HAS to be better than this. It just has to be. If this is the trend for the rest of the year I'm not sure how long I'll be able to hold onto my sanity. Amen.