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If you have a weak stomach, don’t read this. If you feel sick after this, too bad for you!
So this is the story of my 28th birthday. First off, I can’t believe that I am 28! That seems so weird to me that all of these years have flown by. OK enough small talk. On with the story!
So Derek took me out to Red Lobster for my birthday. I was so excited because come on, it’s Red Lobster. You wouldn’t believe how much I was able to put away. First off I am 5″2, 110 pounds or whatever, I don’t really know or care, but I’m pretty small and for some reason this night I was able to pack a lot away. I had 3 rolls, 3 cokes, half of an appetizer and 95% of my entire meal. And I wasn’t even sick. Or full. I felt great and I was excited to see what else what he had in store for my birthday evening!
We got up and walked outside in the freezing cold towards his truck. Not even 2 minutes later, (Literally, NO exaggerating) I said uh-oh and turned and puked all over their pretty rocks they had neatly layed out on the side of the building. This was no little puking either. I was hoping to keep it as lady like as I could. Ya right. I probably puked as much as a 300 pound drunken man. I mean, it was a LOT! Even Derek was kinda impressed. Worse is that I couldn’t stop this freak puke burst. It was getting everywhere and he had to drag me over to the grass because it was starting to go into the parking lot. Even after going to the grass my body kept on going. Then to make matters worse, someone pulled up right behind us (there were plenty of other spots available, but no. They had to park by me) I apologized for them seeing me and we finally drove off. So for the rest of the night I stayed at Derek’s house sick. Ya, it totally rocked. It was totally awesome to have my boyfriend witness something so incredible come out of his little girlfriend. Hopefully I made him proud.
Maybe next years birthday will go better. 
Seriously why? I’m sorry, but there are a lot of women out there who have horrible bathroom ettiquite and this my friend is NOT helping! I’m going to pee and I really don’t want you in the stall next to me telling all about miss Betty Bop doing you-know-who. When you are at home, whatever, pee away on the phone. But at work please use some common sense. At work there is hardly any quiet time and at least using the bathroom is some type of settle down time. But then you have to come strolling in and ruin it for the rest of us. Then you don’t even bother to wash your hands. Yuck. Who knows what kind of germs are living on your phone. As far as I know, you are one giant germ yourself.
Next time you think about going into the bathroom with your germ infested phone and talk about Betty Bop again, I will trip you.
Ok, one thing about my relationship is we aren’t really your typical couple who has a “song”, but I told him whether he likes it or not, I’m declaring that we have a song. We both are the biggest dorks and this song just suits us. We love Flight of the Conchords and this song gets us laughing hysterically. I know he thinks that I am a dork for declaring this our song out of all the songs out there, but I don’t care. He gets me.
So for the next year, I am getting my credit monitored for free. I don’t have to worry about only getting my credit information for free once a year, or having to pay a certain amount a month to keep tabs on everything. Normally I would be excited about this because it saves me money, but infortunately, I’m not excited. I just found out that my SSN has been stolen. Some pathetic low life thought it would be awesome to steal a bunch of medical records. I was reading in the paper of how many people that it has affected. It makes me so angry that anything could happen. I know a part that chances may be small, but the issue is there is a chance. Anyone that says not to worry and they doubt anything could happen can kiss my ass. ANYTHING can happen. I have been dating my boyfriend for almost a year and the poor guy had his credit card number stolen TWICE. Even some of my best friends ended up with fraud on their bank accounts.
The funny thing that I was thinking about (I have to make some type of joke because if I don’t, I will go insane. Trust me. Not a good idea.) if they ended up trying to use my SSN to apply for something, good luck suckers. My ex screwed me out of my credit so much, I can’t even get anything. If you are able to, good for you and share me some tips so I am able to get something nice. Otherwise, you will be smart in realizing you aint getting anything out of my social and you will move on. I have a lot of good things going on in my life now, but trust me, you won’t get any from my social. Hopeully they catch this piece of crap and give him what he desreves. Of course, I have a very twisted side and my views of “Getting what they deserve” is considered cruel and unusual punishiment. I would probably be put away just for the thoughts of punishment that I think they deserve.
If I happen to run into that piece of cap who decided it was just oh so cool to steal these, I will plead insanity when it comes to conviction time. Being a single mother with 3 kids, I can almost guarentee that the judge would be on my side.
Wow, I didn’t even realize how long it’s been since I’ve been on here. I finally have a chance tonight to have a little get away. Well, not really. My little ones are doing there own thing so I figured, meh, may as well. A lot has been going on lately, but I’m not really much of going into detail as torturous as that may be. It’s not my style to reveal little details of really personal things and I don’t want to end up saying something I shouldn’t. Or do I?? As tempting as that may be, I won’t. First off, I can’t believe how deprived you feel when you haven’t been on the internet. I don’t want to admit that it’s a serious sign of addiction, but since I live in the day and age of technology, I can’t help but feel a need for them. Even if it is going online. Hey, when you are home with 3 kids, you can’t really go out much so going online is like “going out”. It gives you this need of fulfillment of the outside world when currently the only outside world I get is work. Not that that is a bad thing. There are plenty of fun and interesting things going on at work. Like trying to bribe my co-workers to eat my Reeses Pieces with me so I don’t feel guilty for downing that bag. Share the guilt right?
I seriously feel so much better meeting up with my old friend, the internet. It has been too long my friend and I apologize for my absence. I promise that I will be a better friend and come here more often. Wow….I must be tired. Or it’s because my kids are watching “Pingu” and it’s making me delusional……
So, I hardly wear white. It’s not like I don’t like it, but I just don’t have many shirts that are white. I went to Old Navy a while ago to get these shirts. I love how comfortable they are and they just plain rock. I got like 4 different colors because I’m a dork like that. If I really like a shirt, I will buy it in multiple colors. One of the colors happen to be white. Saturday I went to this amazing Mexican restaurant. I was so excited to start digging into my Chimichanga’s. (I know my spelling may be off, but I just don’t care.) The second I take a bite…..you guessed it. I spilled on my white shirt. Naturally I am clumsy, but usually I don’t spill on myself. Seriously, come on. WHY? Apparently there is some super natural magnetic force that attracts food to white shirts. I don’t care who you are. You could be the most saint person around, and no matter what you do to prevent this from happening, that food is going to your shirt whether you like it or not. Any other color shirt, and not a spot. I guess I’ll just have to start taking a bib with my from now on when I wear a white shirt. Heaven for bid if anyone shall see my weakness while I am wearing something so pure.
Ok so it’s one of those days. A day that you need something to make you laugh. And of course, one of the things that always makes me laugh no matter what mood I’m in is The Office. I am a complete sucker for Dwight and Michael. Anyone who is having a crappy day, I hope that this puts a smile on your face. If it doesn’t, I feel sorry for you.
I was on Urban Outfitters and ran into this. I love finding the most unusual things to make me laugh. It helps that I have an incredibly dry sense of humor so it’s so easy to make me laugh. So if you are one of those people who love to tell jokes and not a lot of people laugh at them, good chances are that I will. I am one of those people in the movie theatre that laughs at moments that others don’t. Or maybe I’m just that cool and I actually get it. Anyway, I think this is a must have for work. I love having things on my desk that make me smile. Like Tim, I love having a little buddy on my desk. I am one of those girls who has action figures. Soon I will take pictures of my little buddies to spread the joy. So back on track, I saw this little gadget and figured this is something that would make my desk so much better for working. Don’t ask me how, but I just know that it would help…….
If I do end up getting one of these, I’ll be sure to take pictures so I can show the coolness of it. I sure do love the little things………..
I really find it funny yet irritating when women use the bathroom and after feel that it’s sufficient enough to just run their hands under the water. Like the water has super magical powers that you don’t need soap. I’m not a germaphobe (I have 3 kids, you really can’t be. Well, there are some things that I do get totally grossed out at, but I suck it up anyway.) even so, some women can be more messy then men and I feel that if you are going to pee or whatever, use some soap. I mean especially in the work area. I don’t know if you feel that you are above everyone else and your body puts out it’s own chemical to clean your hands, but humor the rest of us and wash your hands. WITH SOAP mind you. Let us see them bubbles so we can have that sense of security that yes, your hands are officially clean. Then I don’t have to worry about coming over to fix your computer and wonder if I am going to get leftover bathroomness all over me.
