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Texts From Last Night Some of them are pretty raunchy, and some of them are obviously fake. But it IS funny to read some of the things that people text.
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Friday's Math Lesson
Forgetting Password to Very Important Software Application
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Using a Toilet Seat Cover Because TP Is Out and I Forgot To Check Before I Started Peeing
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Being Forced To Listen to BLARING Irish Music, Which I Find More Irritating than Reggae, By Co-Worker In The Cube Next To Me Who Just Returned From Ireland
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Shortage of Co-Workers Due To Illness and Vacations
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Being On Hold To Have IT Reset Aforementioned Password
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Really Crappy Day.
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Using a Toilet Seat Cover Because TP Is Out and I Forgot To Check Before I Started Peeing
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Being Forced To Listen to BLARING Irish Music, Which I Find More Irritating than Reggae, By Co-Worker In The Cube Next To Me Who Just Returned From Ireland
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Shortage of Co-Workers Due To Illness and Vacations
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Being On Hold To Have IT Reset Aforementioned Password
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Really Crappy Day.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Is This What a Mid Life Crisis Feels Like?
You might recall how I’ve mentioned before that my celebrity BFF would be Keri Russell. That’s mostly because I l.o.v.e.d “Felicity”. Felicity started when I was in college so I could really identify with her character. Except for the fact that I didn’t follow some guy across the country over a crush, and there wasn’t a guy at my university even half as hot as Ben Covington. But anyhoo, that show was my fave. And very recently, I pulled out my DVDs of the first season. See, hubby has been on an “Alias on DVD” kick, and since Jennifer Garner was on Felicity a couple of times and Alias was done by the creator of Felicity, JJ Abrams, it got me in the mood to watch a little college angst.
So there I am, hanging out in bed and watching an episode where her parents come to NY to convince her to go back home and go to Stanford instead. And Felicity and her mom are having a conversation about the mom having trouble accepting Felicity’s decision. And she says, “I was 20 when I got pregnant with you, I was very young…”
The scene continued, but all I could hear was….
“I was 20 when I got pregnant with you, I was 20 when I got pregnant with you, I was 20 when I got pregnant with you.”
My feeble 33-soon-to-be-34-year old mind started doing the math. If Felicity’s mom was 20 when she got pregnant, and Felicity is 18 years old, then that makes her mom 38…only four years older than me. WTH?!?!?!?! This can’t be!!! Nonononono… I started silently arguing with that vengeful bitch called Time – FELICITY is my contemporary, not her freaking MOM. I identify with FELICITY’S life. This can’t be!! It just can’t!
But, TIME responded to let me know that many people my age have children closing in on their college years and that, yes, if Felicity were a current show I would have more in common with her damn mom. And that while in my mind I remain a hip, cool gal in her early 20s, unfortunately, I am not.
You know what sucks about your 30s? You start realizing that you're getting older every single day and farther from your youth.... and yet you’re still 30 years from retirement.
Not fair.
Not fair at all.
So there I am, hanging out in bed and watching an episode where her parents come to NY to convince her to go back home and go to Stanford instead. And Felicity and her mom are having a conversation about the mom having trouble accepting Felicity’s decision. And she says, “I was 20 when I got pregnant with you, I was very young…”
The scene continued, but all I could hear was….
“I was 20 when I got pregnant with you, I was 20 when I got pregnant with you, I was 20 when I got pregnant with you.”
My feeble 33-soon-to-be-34-year old mind started doing the math. If Felicity’s mom was 20 when she got pregnant, and Felicity is 18 years old, then that makes her mom 38…only four years older than me. WTH?!?!?!?! This can’t be!!! Nonononono… I started silently arguing with that vengeful bitch called Time – FELICITY is my contemporary, not her freaking MOM. I identify with FELICITY’S life. This can’t be!! It just can’t!
But, TIME responded to let me know that many people my age have children closing in on their college years and that, yes, if Felicity were a current show I would have more in common with her damn mom. And that while in my mind I remain a hip, cool gal in her early 20s, unfortunately, I am not.
You know what sucks about your 30s? You start realizing that you're getting older every single day and farther from your youth.... and yet you’re still 30 years from retirement.
Not fair.
Not fair at all.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Right On!!
Okay, even the biggest Obama-hater has to agree with his opinion on THIS:
Obama on the important stuff
Good stuff.
Obama on the important stuff
Good stuff.
Mahalo
Okay, enough with the Hawaiian words already, right? As much as I would like to believe that is my language and culture, it is not.
But, I realized….how could I have forgotten to tell you about the H1N1 they put on the plane in the row in front of us, only to make her get OFF the plane after letting her sit there – WITH US – for a half an hour? Yup, it happened. Okay, so I don’t know she had Pork Flu, but I’ve honestly never seen someone shake so badly that wasn’t detoxing. Hubby’s response was typically understated. When he realized what was going on in the seat in front of him, he shoved his nose down his shirt and tried – unsuccessfully – to get our 3 yr old to do the same.
Pictures will be forthcoming (of our vacay, not of my boys with their shirts over their faces), although I’m hesitant to actually post my picture on here. I’ve posted pictures of the Mini before for a limited time, so I might to the same with pics of my mug.
Can I tell you a funny story? I went out to our office in Hillsboro to work this morning, just as I did two weeks ago. And two weeks ago, I saw the same thing that I saw today as I was walking down the aisle where I would be working for the morning.
I passed by a gal’s cube and on the shelves and on both sides of her computer was a collection. No, not beanie babies or unicorns (that’s a favorite part, by the way, of Dodgeball.. “I have a thing for unicorns.”). No, she had water bottles. Lots of empty freaking water bottles. I swear, there are probably fifty. Weird, right?
I asked my co-worker that I was there to work with for the morning… “Seriously, what is up with the water bottles?”
She didn’t have a clue either.
Which leads me to my next question. Have any of you watched Hoarders yet on A&E? It’s totally my new reality obsession… Which is ironic to say, given the obsessive nature of hoarding.
But, I realized….how could I have forgotten to tell you about the H1N1 they put on the plane in the row in front of us, only to make her get OFF the plane after letting her sit there – WITH US – for a half an hour? Yup, it happened. Okay, so I don’t know she had Pork Flu, but I’ve honestly never seen someone shake so badly that wasn’t detoxing. Hubby’s response was typically understated. When he realized what was going on in the seat in front of him, he shoved his nose down his shirt and tried – unsuccessfully – to get our 3 yr old to do the same.
Pictures will be forthcoming (of our vacay, not of my boys with their shirts over their faces), although I’m hesitant to actually post my picture on here. I’ve posted pictures of the Mini before for a limited time, so I might to the same with pics of my mug.
Can I tell you a funny story? I went out to our office in Hillsboro to work this morning, just as I did two weeks ago. And two weeks ago, I saw the same thing that I saw today as I was walking down the aisle where I would be working for the morning.
I passed by a gal’s cube and on the shelves and on both sides of her computer was a collection. No, not beanie babies or unicorns (that’s a favorite part, by the way, of Dodgeball.. “I have a thing for unicorns.”). No, she had water bottles. Lots of empty freaking water bottles. I swear, there are probably fifty. Weird, right?
I asked my co-worker that I was there to work with for the morning… “Seriously, what is up with the water bottles?”
She didn’t have a clue either.
Which leads me to my next question. Have any of you watched Hoarders yet on A&E? It’s totally my new reality obsession… Which is ironic to say, given the obsessive nature of hoarding.
Monday, September 14, 2009
ALOHA
First day being back at work after Maui is… disturbing. It is so hard coming back to work after a great trip.
To update on my last post, I emailed my friend at the last minute and made up an excuse. She hasn’t responded, so I’m worried I may have hurt her feelings, which I didn’t intend. I mean, I really would like to see her again, but it just couldn’t be squeezed into the trip… Oh well. As msprimadonna said about her suggestion to wait until the last minute to respond (which I did)… “I'm non-confrontational and indirect like that.” To which I would like to reply: “Ditto.”
Anyhoo, not to brag or anything, but Maui was fantastic! I brought back a cute shirt, some awesome memories… and about 5 pounds. But who cares? I was on vacay, eating some DEElish food (shrimp and crab melt, anyone?) and it’s already coming right back off.
It started off rocky with a cab driver who was p’d o (remember, po’d is incorrect usage because nobody gets piss offed) that he wasn’t get a $100 fare to Kaanapali and instead was stuck taking us only about four miles to Enterprise – and went so far as to lecture us and start pounding the steering wheel. Yes, he was hitting the steering wheel he was so mad. So I finally just yelled at him and said, “You can just take us back to the airport, I’m sure we’ll find someone happy to take us where we want to go.” Unfortunately for him, that wasn’t an option, since that basically amounts to refusing a fare which is something they can lose their license over. And THEN… we got to Enterprise where they did just what I expected… the ole bait and switch. “So, you’ve reserved a car for an amazing rate of $136? Too bad, that’s no longer available and our system shows that you’ll actually be paying $185.” So, guess who had to pitch a fit? By the end of the travel day, I was pretty good at it. Shortly after I said, “Well, we’ll just call so-and-so who works for Enterprise and MADE the reservation for us,” wouldn’t you know it? Something miraculously showed up in the system and suddenly it was only going to cost $105! Seriously, I would have been fine if they’d just honored the $136.
Other than the transportation portion, our trip was fantastic. Tips for making Maui easier on the pocketbook:
Car Rental: Find the nearest rental location to the airport without actually being an airport location. You’ll find cheaper rates. Granted, you’ll have to tick off the angry Eastern European, but it really is worth it.
Lodging: Rent a condo and wait until about a month before you go to reserve it. I found plenty of availabilities less than 4 weeks before our trip, and scored a 2 bedroom/2 bath condo on the Kaanapali Golf Course with views of the ocean and a 10 minute walk from Whaler’s Village and the beach for $150 a night.
Food: If you have to eat out, go to either Leilani’s or Hula Grill (both on the ocean with great views of the sunset)…but don’t eat in the dining room with the higher prices – eat in the bar – they have full menus there was well with great food prices (my shrimp and crab melt with fries was only $11). Biggest money saver, if you have a condo with a kitchen…take your Safeway card (or buy a $30 Costco membership) and fix your food yourself. We had enough food for four full days - with food leftover that we left behind - for around $18 a person.
Now that life seems to be settling itself down a bit, I hope to get back into blogging a little bit more. And reading what you all have been up to as well!
To update on my last post, I emailed my friend at the last minute and made up an excuse. She hasn’t responded, so I’m worried I may have hurt her feelings, which I didn’t intend. I mean, I really would like to see her again, but it just couldn’t be squeezed into the trip… Oh well. As msprimadonna said about her suggestion to wait until the last minute to respond (which I did)… “I'm non-confrontational and indirect like that.” To which I would like to reply: “Ditto.”
Anyhoo, not to brag or anything, but Maui was fantastic! I brought back a cute shirt, some awesome memories… and about 5 pounds. But who cares? I was on vacay, eating some DEElish food (shrimp and crab melt, anyone?) and it’s already coming right back off.
It started off rocky with a cab driver who was p’d o (remember, po’d is incorrect usage because nobody gets piss offed) that he wasn’t get a $100 fare to Kaanapali and instead was stuck taking us only about four miles to Enterprise – and went so far as to lecture us and start pounding the steering wheel. Yes, he was hitting the steering wheel he was so mad. So I finally just yelled at him and said, “You can just take us back to the airport, I’m sure we’ll find someone happy to take us where we want to go.” Unfortunately for him, that wasn’t an option, since that basically amounts to refusing a fare which is something they can lose their license over. And THEN… we got to Enterprise where they did just what I expected… the ole bait and switch. “So, you’ve reserved a car for an amazing rate of $136? Too bad, that’s no longer available and our system shows that you’ll actually be paying $185.” So, guess who had to pitch a fit? By the end of the travel day, I was pretty good at it. Shortly after I said, “Well, we’ll just call so-and-so who works for Enterprise and MADE the reservation for us,” wouldn’t you know it? Something miraculously showed up in the system and suddenly it was only going to cost $105! Seriously, I would have been fine if they’d just honored the $136.
Other than the transportation portion, our trip was fantastic. Tips for making Maui easier on the pocketbook:
Car Rental: Find the nearest rental location to the airport without actually being an airport location. You’ll find cheaper rates. Granted, you’ll have to tick off the angry Eastern European, but it really is worth it.
Lodging: Rent a condo and wait until about a month before you go to reserve it. I found plenty of availabilities less than 4 weeks before our trip, and scored a 2 bedroom/2 bath condo on the Kaanapali Golf Course with views of the ocean and a 10 minute walk from Whaler’s Village and the beach for $150 a night.
Food: If you have to eat out, go to either Leilani’s or Hula Grill (both on the ocean with great views of the sunset)…but don’t eat in the dining room with the higher prices – eat in the bar – they have full menus there was well with great food prices (my shrimp and crab melt with fries was only $11). Biggest money saver, if you have a condo with a kitchen…take your Safeway card (or buy a $30 Costco membership) and fix your food yourself. We had enough food for four full days - with food leftover that we left behind - for around $18 a person.
Now that life seems to be settling itself down a bit, I hope to get back into blogging a little bit more. And reading what you all have been up to as well!
Monday, August 31, 2009
Hello Again...
Yeah, yeah, it’s been a long time. If absence makes the heart grow fonder, you must all be just SALIVATING over the fact that I’ve finally posted again. I have no excuses for being gone so long. I simply just didn’t feel like writing on here, I guess. But all that has changed because I have an amusing story to tell….
Are you a Facebook user? Me, too. But only very casually. If I went on there and started updating about every single thing I do people would be S.H.O.C.K.E.D. Anyway, that’s not the point. Over the months, I’ve noticed that there is a phenomenon of sorts on FB. I call it the Facebook False Sense of Familiarity.
I would say that the vast majority of my friends on Facebook are people from high school and a large number of those people I haven’t spoken to in probably 15 years (did I just date myself?). But, for some reason, people seem to pick up right where you left off, like it’s the day after high school graduation and you know each other as well as you did then. Does that make any sense? I mean, I guess it’s not weird since for the most part, I spent 10-12 years with these people day in and day out. But still…… You’ll understand what I’m getting at when I get to meat of the story.
So… my newest friend on Facebook is a girl I’ve known since kindergarten. We went all through elementary and junior high school and then after our freshman year of high school, she was gone. She didn’t hang out with my group of friends, so she was one of those people that one day, half way through my senior year of high school, I realized… “Oh, wait, where’s T at?” Anyhoo, I never knew where she’d gone and never bothered to ask any of her friends, so it was sort of a mystery.
And then comes Facebook. I found T on there through mutual friends, so we started emailing and catching up. Turns out, she moved to Hawaii after our freshman year and has been there ever since. Then she said a very generic, “You should come here for vacation some time!”
To which I replied that we are, in fact, going to Maui this week for 5 days.
To which SHE replied: “Wait Wait, WHAT, you will be maui when, I can come see you K, its only a short 30min flt from Oahu, And Randy and I need a break, Give me your number and let me know where you will be staying I can meet you there. Might be a long shot I just realized it was Labor day weekend but get back to me fast on this and I will be in maui to see you.”
I think it’s really sweet and all, but…. Seriously, I haven’t seen this chick in, like EIGHTEEN YEARS. And, we’re only going to be there for what basically amounts to a long weekend… I’m not sure that I want to spend that time getting reacquainted with an old friend (and it’s not like we were even that CLOSE) and meeting her significant other. Let’s be honest…people change a LOT over the years and I just can’t commit to spending that much time with someone that I don’t even know if I’ll want to be around. How mean does that sound?!?! I mean, I’d love to meet up with her maybe the next time we come for a longer trip, but just not this time.
Fortunately, my Facebook email history is such that I usually take several days to respond. So, it won’t seem like a ploy if I don’t email her back until Wednesday or Thursday. That’ll give me time to think of a good excuse.
Are you a Facebook user? Me, too. But only very casually. If I went on there and started updating about every single thing I do people would be S.H.O.C.K.E.D. Anyway, that’s not the point. Over the months, I’ve noticed that there is a phenomenon of sorts on FB. I call it the Facebook False Sense of Familiarity.
I would say that the vast majority of my friends on Facebook are people from high school and a large number of those people I haven’t spoken to in probably 15 years (did I just date myself?). But, for some reason, people seem to pick up right where you left off, like it’s the day after high school graduation and you know each other as well as you did then. Does that make any sense? I mean, I guess it’s not weird since for the most part, I spent 10-12 years with these people day in and day out. But still…… You’ll understand what I’m getting at when I get to meat of the story.
So… my newest friend on Facebook is a girl I’ve known since kindergarten. We went all through elementary and junior high school and then after our freshman year of high school, she was gone. She didn’t hang out with my group of friends, so she was one of those people that one day, half way through my senior year of high school, I realized… “Oh, wait, where’s T at?” Anyhoo, I never knew where she’d gone and never bothered to ask any of her friends, so it was sort of a mystery.
And then comes Facebook. I found T on there through mutual friends, so we started emailing and catching up. Turns out, she moved to Hawaii after our freshman year and has been there ever since. Then she said a very generic, “You should come here for vacation some time!”
To which I replied that we are, in fact, going to Maui this week for 5 days.
To which SHE replied: “Wait Wait, WHAT, you will be maui when, I can come see you K, its only a short 30min flt from Oahu, And Randy and I need a break, Give me your number and let me know where you will be staying I can meet you there. Might be a long shot I just realized it was Labor day weekend but get back to me fast on this and I will be in maui to see you.”
I think it’s really sweet and all, but…. Seriously, I haven’t seen this chick in, like EIGHTEEN YEARS. And, we’re only going to be there for what basically amounts to a long weekend… I’m not sure that I want to spend that time getting reacquainted with an old friend (and it’s not like we were even that CLOSE) and meeting her significant other. Let’s be honest…people change a LOT over the years and I just can’t commit to spending that much time with someone that I don’t even know if I’ll want to be around. How mean does that sound?!?! I mean, I’d love to meet up with her maybe the next time we come for a longer trip, but just not this time.
Fortunately, my Facebook email history is such that I usually take several days to respond. So, it won’t seem like a ploy if I don’t email her back until Wednesday or Thursday. That’ll give me time to think of a good excuse.
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