Am I Still Allowed to Blog?

Christmas was great! My mom and I made lots of food and stayed in while it snowed having a photo shoot for all our awesome creations. My computer got fixed (hence the blogging). I got money and decided to save if for the trip I will be taking to Spain this upcoming year. I did get sick however and ended up at Care Now with a mean nurse who gave me a butt shot.



Lyrics | Zooey Deschanel & Leon Redbone - Baby It’s Cold Outside lyrics

Lonely Women Make Good Lovers?

umm, I think this is the song playing next door. My next door office neighbor has the radio on and all I hear is "looownleee women make goood lovers" over and over again. I find this hysterical because up until now I have never thought about it but now I am wondering if this is true. Do lonely women make good lovers? I personally don't care. I have no plans on becoming lonely or a good lover anytime soon. It's dead around here today so I guess she turned the radio on for company. I on the other hand turned to K for company. At lunch I revealed to her that I am not actually a ho, much to her surprise, but I have only had a handful of boyfriends. I figure I will either be rewarded or punished for my lack of exploration by the time I get married. I don't really know where this blog is going but I just need to share a little piece of my day.

Duuummb

Why ya gotta act like you know when ya don't know? I am taking two minutes to blog about this because it annoyed me earlier. So the intern at work asks me about social work (MY licensed profession) and we chat a little. Apparently she is under the impression you do not have to have a social work degree to get a social work license. WTF? I questioned myself and thought maybe I was wrong but I'm totally not. She said that someone here told her that. I asked who and she reluctantly gave me the name of a person, I shall not mention, but who is know for mistake making. I don't care if you make mistakes, I make them all the time but don't act like you know it all if you don't. Where's the humility? Why would you be an expert on something you have no experience in? I don't get it and it just annoys me because she thinks she is right. Two examples: O.K. and PAPP. Enough said. I hope Roman enjoys this blog.

M

Girl, you dead.

I have to say that I respect the cojones that M had today to take K's earring hostage. She must have been drunk with blood lust from making Silpada sales when she thought this one up. Not to mention that Jingles with Big Boobs had a hand in it as well. Still, if I've learned anything in my 28 years of fast living it's that one must never and I mean NEVER piss off The Kugo. Those bitches are fast, ruthless, and thorough. So much so that I'm actually typing this blog from an undisclosed location in Southern Mexico. So, after I found out about the scheme I took M out to get lunch and tried to convince her to abort! Instead, I found myself drawn into her web of extortion and I played along. But, The Kugo always has the last laugh. Soon, we regreted the folly of our actions. Our offices were pillaged, our decorative stuffed animals were maimed, and our wall decorations scattered across the office. I ran for my life.

I would have taken pictures of the carnage but it was too graphic and I had to get out fast. Maybe I'll see M again, maybe not. But at least we can continue our blog in exile...it's all we have left.

Dear Big Red, We Found Your Rim.

On our walk back from Wendy's today Fast Eddie, as K would call him, and I found a new rim for Big Red's bike.

M

Who Wears Short Shorts?

I would just like to say I am very excited because Pete Yorn is on Conan right now (but that is not why I started this blog). Siggghhh. Today I realized I must look too old to be in a "trendy" store. I have been needing new shorts since like forever ago, so I finally make a stop at the store I got my last favorite pair of shorts. I have one pair in hand and then the sales girl is like "we have longer shorts up front". In my head I am thinking WHAT THE FREAK! Do I look too old to wear short shorts? I wasnt out searching for the shortest pair I could find to ride up my business. It wasnt like I walked out of the dressing room wearing them. I was so pissed I wanted to be like "YOU'RE LIKE 30 AND YOU WORK HERE!" But instead I got discourged, tried a pair of jeans on, and walked next door and bought the first pair of shorts that came down to my knees. The crappiest part about it was that I didnt want knee length shorts. I was aware of what happened and somehow that 30 y/o, wanna be trendy store worker got to me even though I knew better. I was so confused after the whole ordeal that I think I mistakenly bought a grandma bra as well. Now I sit in my knee length shorts and grandma bra wondering how it all happened.

For a limited time only...

So I promised pictures of M's new car like ages ago, so here you go, babies. M tells me that they were running a special. I guess when you buy from Carmax, the cars come fully equipped with junk in the trunk. I guess I know where I'm going for all my used car needs.

Woohoo!

M got a new car and I love it. We're going to lunch in it today and I can't wait to ride in it. Pictures to follow, so stay tuned putas!

TGIF!

On my way to work this morning I saw a bird chasing a squirrel across the street. When they finally arrived on the other side the bird circled around the squirrel and preceded to pick at him. I felt bad for the squirrel but I couldnt help but think that perhaps he was getting a taste of his own medicine. They were both running away from Luby's. I suspected they were fighting over some German chocolate cake from Luby's. I had it once and it is worth fighting for.

Puro Mexicano

So, I've been doing chores all day. I'm doing laundry, cooking beans and barley for the week, I went grocery shopping AND and I'm cleaning house. Still, I find the time to post something. Maybe I'll change the name of the blog to "An Oman in time". Where the hell is M and why isn't she posting? I'm already ahead by two posts...pathetic.

Speakingo of beans, I'm having them for lunch. That's right, senores y senoras, nothing but beans and bread...and a tall cold glass of soy milk. Aside from the soy milk, this is very poor Mexican of me. I have to tell the world today that I love beans. I truly love beans. They're delicious, nutritious, and very satisfying. And, I have some great memories with beans in them. There wasn't a family funeral reception, wedding reception, birthday party, Fourth of July BBQ, graduation party, you name it, where we didn't have beans. YAY BEANS!

For M: Post something soon, or my next 10 posts will be about beans. Skeletor out.

I'm swimmin' in intakes....

Today was freakin' busy. Busy in a good the-time-goes-by-fast kind of way. Still, come Monday, it's not going to be pretty. So, today after work, I'm headed to HEAT for happy hour with my fellow Moman and another friend from work. I haven't been to the HEAT in ages. I can't remember when I went last. It might have been when Kugo tricked me into ordering a "Fuzzy Nipples" from the bartender but I'm not sure. Have you ever had a bartender LAUGH at you? Sucks ass. Good times, fucking bitches, good times.

We're kinda cramming it in between other stuff which is no way to do happy hour, but hell, at least we're doing something. I'm only having one drink (I'm headed to the synagogue afterward and I don't want to show up drunk, don't 'ya know) so I'm going to splurge on an Amaretto Sour. It's my favorite drink. As a matter of fact, it was a suggestion from RR. RR worked here for a long time before he passed away a year ago. I can't say that we were close but I had some fuckin' funny memories with him. Like paging each other when a cute guy came to the front desk. Or the time he signed out at the front desk and said he was going to lunch. I asked him what he was having and in truly RR form he turned around dramatically and whispered, "Sausage!". We laughed our asses off at that. Perfect timing. I'm going to toast him tonight and have one for him. Geez, I got on here to kill time but bitch ain't movin'.

So, I'm headed home tonight after services for dinner with the significant other. Things have been a little rocky lately and actually today is the first time in almost a year that we haven't gone to temple together. But, I thought we could use the time apart. Frankly, I don't know how much longer the relationship will last. It's pretty touch and go at the moment. Anything can happen. But, whatever happens, I've vowed not to let myself get too dramatic. If I experience another break up, I know what to do and I'm not afraid. I WILL SURVIVE!! Girl, maybe I need two drinks, shit.