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Sep. 10th, 2009


random pages of a book....

Today is one of those days where I felt like a grizzly awaking from hibernation this morning. Not that I felt tired, my body just went through a series of cracks and joint shifts. I guess its time for a massage.

My dang fingers hurt. They almost feel like what I would imagine arthritic fingers feel like- stiff and difficult to move. I'm just chalking it up to the change in the weather for now.

Boy I sound old and boring.

My plan for tonight- come home by 9, take a sleep aid in an attempt to get myself to bed before 2 and relax until it takes effect.

Hey Gary, wanna snuggle me to sleep tonight? That would be a nice plus...

I went to Barnes and Noble the other day and purchased Darkly Dreaming Dexter. I finished it that evening. I devour books. I love them. I miss having a constant stream of books for pleasure and would like to get back into that. Now I absolutely NEED the second book. Another trip to the bookstore is in order.

Anyhow, while at B&N, one of my little pleasures is checking out the "Bargain Books" section. While doing so, I came across an inexpensively priced book on etiquette and charm. Looked promising, so I opened it to a random page and started to read. The page I opened to was about women of different heights. According to this book it is terribly rude to be carrying around a couple of extra pounds if you are a short statured woman. Back on the shelf it went...


Time for me to head off to work. Have a great day everyone!

Sep. 5th, 2009


Can't help falling.....................

for boots for fall

I love fall for numerous reasons....the cooler air, the colorful leaves, autumn farmers markets...but mostly I love dressing for fall.

One of the things on my mental list of things I "need" for fall is a pair of "not black" boots. Most of my shoes are black, including every pair of sexy type boots. I didn't have anything in mind, I just figured I'd know them when I found them.

ALAS! I have found them!


My birthday is coming up at the end of the month......perhaps a birthday present from me to me?

Sep. 1st, 2009


for Asarotte......

Jeff, you are an evil genius!

Thank you for making me laugh today. I laughed so hard it released happy chemicals into my blood stream. I'm going to float around and finish chores now....

Aug. 24th, 2009



oh MARTINNA, my loves......i patiently await the day you are available to brighten my life.

until then, i stare longingly at your photo, dreaming.


Aug. 11th, 2009


On "style"...

I put "style" in quotations because its all relative, really.

Lately, I've been noticing a massive number of "fashion blogs"  creeping onto my web browser. It started with one or two rather interesting ones and has snowballed into every Tom, Dick and Jane (but mostly Janes, or course) taking daily photos of their wardrobe choices. Even though most of them are rather painful to look at, the voyeuristic side of me can't help but think "oooooohhhhh....pictures!"

It's got me rethinking the whole idea of "style", though.

People try too hard. Period.

I see countless girls (most of whom are in their teens) slapping layer after layer of clothing onto their shapeless bodies and garnishing themselves with cheesy baubles in a vain attempt to be "stylish". Eighty percent of the time, it translates as foolish or cheap looking. The rest of the time, it comes across as cookie-cutter or unoriginal. The rare gem does stick out here and there but they are few and far between.

Not to mention the fact that most of these girls are shopping in the same stores, thus buying most of the same garments. The same dresses, shoes and labels are being regurgitated over and over again into the faces of the masses. YAWN...... It makes me want to scream, "someone! please make their own clothes!!!!!"

As far as those rare cool chicks.....their "style" seems to have very little to do with the clothing they have on. Some of the most intriguing looking girls have been wearing jeans, a t-shirt and some interesting shoes. There's something else there, something delicate, that classifies them as "stylish", at least to me. It might be their hair or their "who gives a fuck what other people think" attitudes. Either way, that delicate thing is something that would still come across if they were standing in those photos in their underwear, or naked even.

I suppose what I'm trying to get at is this: "style" has very little to do with the clothes you are wearing and almost everything to do with the confidence you are projecting.  Shove that in front of your camera and snap it!

I REALLY want to participate in this........


Not only does it look awesome, but its for a good cause!

Whos with me?????????

Jul. 22nd, 2009


"buyers remorse"

I suppose this is a natural part of the process involved in making any large pourchase. I'm feeling it bad. It's probably because Gary and I have been crunching numbers INCESSANTLY and that's starting to take its toll on my psyche.

I'm wondering what percent of everyone's income goes to their home (mortgage, insurance and taxes)? I'd just like to know an average so I don't feel terrible. We read somewhere that no more than 28% should go to it......right now we are higher than that. I think thats what freaking me out so bad.

Jul. 14th, 2009


On The Subtle Art Of Listening.....

(wow......wifeswap....wow...but I'll get that later)

So I had to go to the dentist yet again today. I just need to say here that I'm getting quite tired of the dentist's office. I spend more time there than I'd like to.

But I digress.

I was sitting in the second floor waiting room (second floor is reserved for the hygenists it seems) patiently awaiting my turn in the chair when I overheard a conversation betwen one of the hygenists and her patient. Her patient mentioned  (before starting the rooting around in the mouth, of course) that her mother had recently passed away.

The Hygenist proceeded to (while holding her hostage by doing her cleaning) tell this woman every detail of what went on when her own mother died. I, of course, could hear all of this- the fight with siblings over who got what, the pains of rooting through possessions and cleaning out the house, the time she took off of work to stay with her mother so she "didn't die alone".

I found it painful and annoying to listen to, so I could imagine how the patient felt getting it first-hand. Not to mention the added annoyance fo having her drilling in your mouth while hes telling you all of this.

It got me thinking.

Listening is certainly a learned art. I know because I've taken classes on listening. I always thought I was a good listener, as its just my nature to absorb things, but I did learn a few techniques that improved my listening skills.  For any service provider, listening is an important part of the job. No service provider should dump any of their problems on their client/patient. Unless it'- I'm watchings something good, of course. Even that should be kept to a minimum.

I had a valuable lesson today.....witnessing that reiterated to me the importance of listening. I'm thankful for that.

On another note- I'm watching wife swap right now. This features the laziest, most disgusting woman I've ever seen on this show...........

It's actually making me angry................


I'm going through my closet and trying to clean out and condense things.

Anyone out there a size 5.5 or 6 in womens shoes?

and ill have some clothes to give away if anyone is interested.

Jul. 13th, 2009


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I NEED this...........

Gary, if you're reading, I NEED this.  If we buy this, not only will it make me happy, but it will also add to the "wow" factor our new house will ultimately have............

This would be the best aniiversary or birthday or because you love me gift EVER!!!!

I am not a jewelry girl, you know that...........

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