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Post Weekend Depression
October 31, 2005
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Kendra Kizer must be eliminated because she has "You’re the One that I Want" all up in my head now.  And really, just the chorus of it.  Crap.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!  Hope everyone has a very pagan day today.  I, myself, am dressed as a hippie.  I’m wearing a vintage shirt of my father’s which vaguely resembles a persian rug fitted to my curves.  I hate to say it, because it’s a fairly unattractive shirt GENERALLY, but I rock it.  I always get people trying to buy it from me when I wear it.

Anyway. :)

God, what a great weekend.  What a crappy Monday.  I hate going back to work after GREAT weekends.

Nashville was too much fun.  We laughed a WHOLE WHOLE bunch, got some great massages.. and learned some amazing things.  For instance, Stephanie is a cuddler.  Betcha didn’t know that.  Also, Aruba Jam Sprite Remix makes Ronda cough.  We stayed up too late, shopped too much, and just generally had a great girls weekend.  It was so fantastic. 

Yesterday was nice.  Since my house was already spotless, I was left with little to do.  So Bryan and I slept WAAAAY in, not leaving the bed till almost eleven, then just piddled around the house until he left for basketball practice.  I ran to the park to enjoy the weather, then to WalMart to get the fudge-makins.  I promised everyone here at work a batch of fudge today, but WalMart was out of sugar.  Welllll.. Ronda had earlier that weekend touted the brilliance of Splenda, so I grabbed some Baking Splenda instead. 

So, lesson learned, baking Splenda is NOT sugar, and fudge made with it does not set up well.  No matter how strongly you pray.

When Bryan got back, we went furniture shopping (tee hee hee..), then headed to the park because he was jealous he did not get to enjoy it earlier.  There was a huge jam session happening over by the rocks, so we stayed there for just a bit and then walked around the entire perimeter.  It was such a gorgeous day.

We went home and snacked on random things, not wanting to make dinner, and then took the dogs out.  Bryan was great and walked Mabel while I ran with Charlie.  We came home, and I BAWLED IN FRONT OF GREY’S ANATOMY (ohmydearlord, what an episode), and we crashed.  So feel informed.

But I have NOT shaved my legs again, so there’s that.

But, WildeChicks.. I am wearing my special panties this morning, after a trip to Decatur.  I thought about y’all. :)
8:24 am
LIVE at big spring!!
October 30, 2005
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THIS IS THE SPOON, COMING TO YOU LIVE FROM BIG SPRING PARK.

that’s my new nickname. well, apparently, it’s not new to everyone, but i just learned of it this weekend. i was really hoping for ‘the spork’, but at least i have a goal now.

there must be a fire. the firetruck just left.

it’s been a great weekend. other than this nagging headache which i can’t seem to shake, everything is wonderful. the wildechick outing was FAN-FRIGGIN-TASTIC (i shall write more tomorrow when i have time), and when i came home, bryan had cleaned my house. yes, he is truly my bitch. he cleaned my house from top to bottom (including the hardwood floors and bathroom), he bathed the dogs.. and he had cooked a gourmet dinner. i was just excited to come home to HIM.. and then he put the icing on the cake.

and we went to decatur. round trip. :)

i’m getting a few questions about decatur, so i may have to explain in a later post. in the meantime, feel free to email me any euphamisms you may use. YOU KNOW.

bryan’s driver’s license is about to expire. i said it was good because he needs to update his address (as he still has his “green” address on there. he said he would get it renewed just in time to have a more permanent address put on there. i smiled. i think it’s gonna happen.

it is a beautiful day at the park.

i love pigeons. it comes from an intense love of bert. i thought i was the only one, but i knew it was truly kismet when bryan knew all the words to “doin’ the pigeon” too.

that seemed random, i know, but there are pigeons EVERYWHERE at the park today.

i’m sitting right by my car. i am a TERRIBLE parallel-parker (admittedly), so i always park somewhere around the no-parking zones (either in front of or behind) so i always have room to get out. some guy came up to me and this is the following conversation:

him: excuse me, is that your mustang?
me: yes sir, it is. why?
him: you know, you’re parked kinda far back in the slot, and we’re having trouble parking behind you.
me: i would TOTALLY move my car, but..
him (abrasviely): BUT?
me: yes, but.. but you see those cross-hatch lines across that space you’re trying to park in? that’ll get you towed.
him: aw, no one checks those on the weekends.
me: they would when i called them to tell them you parked there. be gone.

because, yes, i am THE SPOON.

*EDIT*
i totally forgot to mention the phone call when i leaving nashville yesterday.. bill called and i called him back (because he called from a number i didn’t recognize), and after we established that i wasn’t “mama?”, he asked me to understudy L5Y, as well as being stage manager and being pre-show entertainment. so that made me smile.

1:00 pm
Trying to kill time..
October 28, 2005
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I am so excited.  Just very, very excited.  Tingling with excitement.  CANNOT WAIT TO GO.

I told Boss that I’m going to Nashville this weekend (so he would allow me to leave earlier than normal), and he said he partied so hard in Nashville this one time, that when he coughed in a meeting on Monday morning, a smoke ring came out.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is why he’s my hero.  Josh Harper is a close second because he used the word "bang-a-rang" to glorify something and I was oozing pride.

Had a Big Grab of Flamin’ Hot Cheetos for lunch.  Mm hm.  I’m lovin it!

Okay, so indiscriminate tear.. I COULD NOT STAND THOSE MCDONALDS’ COMMERCIALS FOR THE PREMIUM CHICKEN SANDWICHES THAT INVOLVED HOLDING UP A PINKY AND SUMMONING PEOPLE LIKE FLYING MONKEYS.  I hated them doubly after trying the sandwiches and finding them REALLY untasty.  I remember bringing Bryan McDonalds during something up at Lee, and I got him his usual and got me a premium chicken sandwich CRAP meal.  I was lusting after his two cheeseburgers, but refrained.

Cause I love him just that much.  And since I’m italian, that means a lot.  We don’t play about food.

I think here at work, they don’t believe in heat.  My nose is frozen.  I’m dying.

Have I mentioned that I’m excited about this weekend?

I have this one engineer here who is pretty young and green, but God, don’t tell him that.  He is NEVER wrong.  EVER.  Even if he changes his mind on a dime, he’s allowed to do that.  And even if he’s agreeing with you NOW, versus the last week that he was staunchly opposed to you and all you stood for, you are still WRONG.  He drives me nuts.  The thing I want to point out to him is, sweetheart.. your life is so incredibly lame.  It’s crap.  You might make more money than I do or you might .. okay, that’s all .. but look at yourself.  You’re pathetic.  And everyone laughs at you.  But he’s still out there, pleading his case to anyone who will listen.

I shaved my legs last night.  Feel informed.

It paid off this morning.. on my trip to Decatur. (Check, please!)

Does anyone else get freaked out when the ex starts wanting to talk again?

(Before anyone slaughters Bryan, I mean MY ex.)

Not that I don’t adore him, and I wouldn’t mind talking to him.. it’s just strange, trying to pretend that five years didn’t happen.  Rambling again.

I’m wondering now if it isn’t kinda sadistic, eating fish at a restaurant that’s surrounded by giant aquariums.  Look, it’s not gonna keep me from eating, but I was just thinking..

Alright.  Enough is enough.  A little more work and then we HIT THE ROAD!!
12:56 pm
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