My pity party for one is over thanks to the Misfits! I want to thank Jared for the invite into the conversation to cheer me up. Love you Babe!!
Ken – Yoko Ono is one cracked up psycho chick!! Long live the Rat Pack!!!
Norm – PLEASE – don’t tell me what goes on in the high school bathroom. I can’t afford more therapy!
Itchy – Tell Jim that Veronica and the twins will call him later.
http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/74/the-landlord-from-will-ferrell-and-adam-ghost-panther-mckay
Ok, one of mine and Jared’s favorite things to do is quote movie lines to each other. We will throw them back and forth for hours; laughing our butts off. MOST of our quotes come from Will Ferrell movies. And I've included the Will Ferrell meets his Landlord. This makes me laugh, even though, honestly its a bit inappropriate, its funny in a closet sort of way.
Top movies that we quote:
“Talladega Nights”
“Step Brothers”
HBO Mini series: “Generation Kill” (my personal Favorite)
“Little Giants” – I love this movie!!!
“Little Rascals”
Add your favorite Movie and quote if you want. Lets get a stream going…
Little Rascals:
“Dear Darla, I hate your stinking guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes! Love, Alfalfa”
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Its never good enough!
Do you ever feel like no matter what you do or say, its never good enough? I mean you work yourself to the bare bones and give your heart and soul to something and you don't even get an acknowledgement that they recognized your achievement.
I'm almost to the point now where I want to give up. One thing about me, is I have always been a pleaser. I've always wanted people to be happy. No matter what I do, if they're not happy I will do what it takes to make it right. I've always been that way.
I think it comes from being a middle child. I'm a peacemaker by nature. I'm also a Libra which makes my zodiac sign the scales - Balance. That describes how I try and keep things. I want everything balanced. Everyone needs to be happy.
Well sometimes not everyone is going to be happy. And usually while making everyone else happy, I've been neglecting myself. And honestly, I’ve neglected my own happiness for way too long now; allowing everyone else around me to go on with their lives as though mine didn’t matter.
I like to do special things for people to make them feel good. To let them know that someone is thinking about them. I don’t expect anything in return. I do it because I love them or care. A lot of times, I’ll just be praying and I’ll get an impression from God and it’ll be, “hey so and so needs a note of encouragement today.” So I’ll automatically send an email or run down to the store and pick up a card and drop it in the mail.
That’s just who I am. I’ve always been that way. And I don’t want to change, but I find that its getting harder and harder when no one returns the kindness. And sometimes I just need a shoulder to cry on. Sometimes, it would be nice to open my mailbox and see a card in there; because right now, I’m just feeling very under appreciated. It seems like all I ever do lately is give, give, give. I’ve not been on the receiving end in a while.
Maybe I bring it all on myself. Maybe I over do it and expect too much from people. Or maybe I would just like to get a thank you card in the mail once in a while. I don’t know.
Maybe I’m just tired because its 2:15 in the morning and I can’t sleep because once again, I have to stay up because my son forgot that he had to wash his baseball uniform for a game in the morning. Of course he told me this at 12:30am. So here I sit waiting for the washer to stop so I can throw it all in the dryer!
See what I mean? He’s in bed sleeping…I’m awake doing laundry. I rest my case!!
I'm almost to the point now where I want to give up. One thing about me, is I have always been a pleaser. I've always wanted people to be happy. No matter what I do, if they're not happy I will do what it takes to make it right. I've always been that way.
I think it comes from being a middle child. I'm a peacemaker by nature. I'm also a Libra which makes my zodiac sign the scales - Balance. That describes how I try and keep things. I want everything balanced. Everyone needs to be happy.
Well sometimes not everyone is going to be happy. And usually while making everyone else happy, I've been neglecting myself. And honestly, I’ve neglected my own happiness for way too long now; allowing everyone else around me to go on with their lives as though mine didn’t matter.
I like to do special things for people to make them feel good. To let them know that someone is thinking about them. I don’t expect anything in return. I do it because I love them or care. A lot of times, I’ll just be praying and I’ll get an impression from God and it’ll be, “hey so and so needs a note of encouragement today.” So I’ll automatically send an email or run down to the store and pick up a card and drop it in the mail.
That’s just who I am. I’ve always been that way. And I don’t want to change, but I find that its getting harder and harder when no one returns the kindness. And sometimes I just need a shoulder to cry on. Sometimes, it would be nice to open my mailbox and see a card in there; because right now, I’m just feeling very under appreciated. It seems like all I ever do lately is give, give, give. I’ve not been on the receiving end in a while.
Maybe I bring it all on myself. Maybe I over do it and expect too much from people. Or maybe I would just like to get a thank you card in the mail once in a while. I don’t know.
Maybe I’m just tired because its 2:15 in the morning and I can’t sleep because once again, I have to stay up because my son forgot that he had to wash his baseball uniform for a game in the morning. Of course he told me this at 12:30am. So here I sit waiting for the washer to stop so I can throw it all in the dryer!
See what I mean? He’s in bed sleeping…I’m awake doing laundry. I rest my case!!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Its definitely not the same via text as in person!
Trying to watch a Hockey game with your boyfriend via text message is painful to say the least! Especially when you’re hoping the team he’s rooting for dies a slow painful death in the bowels of Hell. The smack talk just doesn’t come across as mean and hateful as you’d like it too.
So last night I turn on the VS. Channel, looking for the Redwings game, and what do I discover? The Pittsburgh Penguins are on!! GAG!!!! OK, I can hang with this, I text Jared immediately, because I know that he’s got to be watching this game. Only to discover, he’s not. Jared doesn’t realize its on VS.
Jared immediately heads to his favorite hangout, Mahoney’s – this place is AWESOME, and begins watching the game. WoooHooo, let the torture begin! Of course I don’t realize that the Tampa Bay Lightning SUCK and I don’t have a Snow Balls chance of even scoring again. But it doesn’t matter. Those of you following my Blog know how I feel about the Pen’s and the Capitals – they are the bane of my existence. So they have to go down!
Now tell me, when you get a “GOAL” over text, does it have the same effect as someone screaming in your ear GOOOAAAALLLL!!!! NOPE. I agree. It just was not the same. And then to make matters worse, my almost 11 year old son, who loves the Redwings – I’m sure because I do – has decided – that he’s a Penguins Fan. Huh? What? Not in my house! So I’ve got this Mutiny going on in my bedroom as I’m trying to yell at the TV and my cell phone about how much the Pen’s suck.
And then the clouds parted and the angels began to sing….My REDWINGS were WINNING!!!!!! Hallelujah. Its about time the Stanley Cup Champions showed up; after that pitiful showing Saturday night in Nashville. But then I saw Hossa got seriously hurt, even though I hate him, I feel I’ve jinxed him, so no more Hossa bad talk.
Anyway, I really miss watching Hockey with Jared side by side. Last year during the Stanley Cup was when our relationship began. It kind of just happened over Hockey and a couple of Shiner Bock beers. So it has a special place in my heart. This texting crap is no fun! Although its better than nothing, its still not the same.
I can’t wait until we can sit and watch a game together again and I can tell him how bad his Pen’s suck and that Crosby needs to go back to the playpen and he can look at me and tell me that Osgood is a Tool and that the nursing home is looking for him. Then I’ll run to the kitchen and get a couple more beers.
P.S. Both the Pen’s and the Redwings won last night. But the Capitals LOST! So, I was happy. =)
So last night I turn on the VS. Channel, looking for the Redwings game, and what do I discover? The Pittsburgh Penguins are on!! GAG!!!! OK, I can hang with this, I text Jared immediately, because I know that he’s got to be watching this game. Only to discover, he’s not. Jared doesn’t realize its on VS.
Jared immediately heads to his favorite hangout, Mahoney’s – this place is AWESOME, and begins watching the game. WoooHooo, let the torture begin! Of course I don’t realize that the Tampa Bay Lightning SUCK and I don’t have a Snow Balls chance of even scoring again. But it doesn’t matter. Those of you following my Blog know how I feel about the Pen’s and the Capitals – they are the bane of my existence. So they have to go down!
Now tell me, when you get a “GOAL” over text, does it have the same effect as someone screaming in your ear GOOOAAAALLLL!!!! NOPE. I agree. It just was not the same. And then to make matters worse, my almost 11 year old son, who loves the Redwings – I’m sure because I do – has decided – that he’s a Penguins Fan. Huh? What? Not in my house! So I’ve got this Mutiny going on in my bedroom as I’m trying to yell at the TV and my cell phone about how much the Pen’s suck.
And then the clouds parted and the angels began to sing….My REDWINGS were WINNING!!!!!! Hallelujah. Its about time the Stanley Cup Champions showed up; after that pitiful showing Saturday night in Nashville. But then I saw Hossa got seriously hurt, even though I hate him, I feel I’ve jinxed him, so no more Hossa bad talk.
Anyway, I really miss watching Hockey with Jared side by side. Last year during the Stanley Cup was when our relationship began. It kind of just happened over Hockey and a couple of Shiner Bock beers. So it has a special place in my heart. This texting crap is no fun! Although its better than nothing, its still not the same.
I can’t wait until we can sit and watch a game together again and I can tell him how bad his Pen’s suck and that Crosby needs to go back to the playpen and he can look at me and tell me that Osgood is a Tool and that the nursing home is looking for him. Then I’ll run to the kitchen and get a couple more beers.
P.S. Both the Pen’s and the Redwings won last night. But the Capitals LOST! So, I was happy. =)
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
My brain took an unscheduled Vacation
Do you ever get the feeling that your brain went on a vacation and forgot to tell you? Well I woke up this morning and my body went to work, but my brain went to the Jamaica. The entire morning my mind has been hanging out in the “greenroom” of the Tonight Show, while the rest of my body has been trying to pull it together.
I was sitting in a meeting with a group of people for this big project that I’m on. I’m one of the veterans on the team; and I’m looking at this acronym “SOP”, for the life of me I can’t figure out what that means. Any other day, I would have known and never done what I did next, but I just had to open my big mouth, “Hey, what does SOP stand for.” I ask, and its like an out of body experience because I’m standing back and I can see all of this taking place. Its scary out here!
I apparently just grew two heads and 27 arms because from the looks I just got and the jaws that dropped, that’s how BAD my question was. “That would be Standard Operating Procedure.”
I knew that! I know that. I can’t believe that those words just came out of my mouth. I wanted to curl up into a fetal position and disappear under the table. And I’ve got new Project Managers in this meeting who now think I’m a complete imbecile. And I am one of their lead testers. Great, they must have all of the confidence in the world right now!!
Who told my brain it could take a day off??
But, I’m not done, things get better! So my meeting was on the 20th floor today. And instead of taking the regular elevators, my co-workers and I take the freight elevator which allows us access to every floor instead only specific floors. Otherwise we’d have to go all the way to the lobby and switch elevators to get back to the 6th floor.
Well, we get on the elevator and since I’m operating without a brain today I hit the BASEMENT button. I have no idea why, except for the fact that I used to work in the basement. Well here’s the thing about the basement button, once its selected, no other button can be entered until you go to the basement.
So we had to go to the basement first and wouldn’t you know there was a guy in the basement with a ton of equipment (it was the freight elevator after all) to get on and go to the 5th floor! The floor BELOW ours. So we had to wait for this guy to get on and load all his crap. Then we could push our floor – 6 – go to his floor 5 – get off and unload all his crap – then we finally got off the elevator 15 minutes later.
We would have been better off going to the lobby and riding two elevators to begin with. At this point I just want to crawl under a rock and die because two of my co-workers are talking in Hindi and I heard my name mentioned once. My boss is making fun of me and I know he’s never going to let me live this down and I’m convinced now more than ever, that my brain is staging a coup!
I need a Diet Dr. Pepper. Maybe a little bribery will bring things back in line.
I was sitting in a meeting with a group of people for this big project that I’m on. I’m one of the veterans on the team; and I’m looking at this acronym “SOP”, for the life of me I can’t figure out what that means. Any other day, I would have known and never done what I did next, but I just had to open my big mouth, “Hey, what does SOP stand for.” I ask, and its like an out of body experience because I’m standing back and I can see all of this taking place. Its scary out here!
I apparently just grew two heads and 27 arms because from the looks I just got and the jaws that dropped, that’s how BAD my question was. “That would be Standard Operating Procedure.”
I knew that! I know that. I can’t believe that those words just came out of my mouth. I wanted to curl up into a fetal position and disappear under the table. And I’ve got new Project Managers in this meeting who now think I’m a complete imbecile. And I am one of their lead testers. Great, they must have all of the confidence in the world right now!!
Who told my brain it could take a day off??
But, I’m not done, things get better! So my meeting was on the 20th floor today. And instead of taking the regular elevators, my co-workers and I take the freight elevator which allows us access to every floor instead only specific floors. Otherwise we’d have to go all the way to the lobby and switch elevators to get back to the 6th floor.
Well, we get on the elevator and since I’m operating without a brain today I hit the BASEMENT button. I have no idea why, except for the fact that I used to work in the basement. Well here’s the thing about the basement button, once its selected, no other button can be entered until you go to the basement.
So we had to go to the basement first and wouldn’t you know there was a guy in the basement with a ton of equipment (it was the freight elevator after all) to get on and go to the 5th floor! The floor BELOW ours. So we had to wait for this guy to get on and load all his crap. Then we could push our floor – 6 – go to his floor 5 – get off and unload all his crap – then we finally got off the elevator 15 minutes later.
We would have been better off going to the lobby and riding two elevators to begin with. At this point I just want to crawl under a rock and die because two of my co-workers are talking in Hindi and I heard my name mentioned once. My boss is making fun of me and I know he’s never going to let me live this down and I’m convinced now more than ever, that my brain is staging a coup!
I need a Diet Dr. Pepper. Maybe a little bribery will bring things back in line.
Anti-Bachelor from this moment on!
I am so mad at the Bachelor, Jason Mesnick, right now I just don't know what to say!! He is the lowest form of scum known to man. I can't believe that he asked the poor girl Melissa to marry him, and then he broke up with her on national TV because he decided that he picked the wrong person. And then had the nerve to pick Molly after dumping Melissa. Srsly??
What a scumbag! I can't believe that I just wasted an entire season on this jerk. How do I get my life back from the 8 weeks that I just spent watching this stupid show? I'm never watching this show again. And I mean it.
Good night everyone. I'm going to go pout now!!
What a scumbag! I can't believe that I just wasted an entire season on this jerk. How do I get my life back from the 8 weeks that I just spent watching this stupid show? I'm never watching this show again. And I mean it.
Good night everyone. I'm going to go pout now!!
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