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.