3-4 months

I am mentally and physically exhausted and need a break...
I believe somewhere tropical will do the trick, 3-4 months will be fine. 

The end. 

you gotta live to learn

you gotta crash and burn

you gotta make some stances

and take some chances

you gotta live and love

and take all life has to give

you gotta live and learn

so you can learn to live





I absolutely love this...

Trifecta!!

It is a rare day when something I see, or hear doesn’t remind me in some way of my dad. It could be something as simple as the warm sun on my skin, the breeze in the air, the start of baseball season, even something funny or lame as the dude or dudette that can’t figure out how to merge onto the freeway to save his/her soul! (you all know the person I’m talking about) ;o)

This brings me to why I am writing this post, it is something my dad used to say to me when I was a young girl… He would say to me “Now Honey, all I want is for you to be happy, and I want you to find someone who loves you just as much as you love them… and for god sakes child; if you learn nothing else in life, learn how to merge!”

Some of you that read this never had the pleasure of knowing my dad but you would have gotten a kick out of him... he was loving, funny, and one of the most genuine, larger than life personalities you had ever met.

I like to think that I get a lot of my quirkiness from him, such as my all time hatred for stickiness (oh yes, thanks to my Dads sweet tooth!) my curly hair, and my sarchastic sense of humor...or so my mom says. Ha ha ha! This makes me laugh to no end.
So even now that he is gone, he is still with me everyday!!

Well dad, your little girl has hit the trifecta... she is damn happy, she is loved just as much as she loves, and she can merge like a fricken mad woman!


Love you Dad!!!

Pity Party

Today has been a bit of a roller coaster... when it started, it was good... there was laughter, a bit of nostalgia, and then; a total breakdown....

Some of you know my Guam cellphone story; (I won't go into it now, lets just say it was not good) today's breakdown was sort of like that, although, not in public thank God. Here is how it all started...

I couldn't figure out an excel spreadsheet, yeah, a damn spreadsheet set me off. Go figure!
so what did I do... I broke down in tears, not just any tears, full on sobbing, snot running down my face, gasping for air, kind of tears. The kind of crying that makes you gag yourself and almost throw up. Oh yeah, that was me. 100% fit for a strait jacket!

It would have been OK if I was alone... but I wasn't. My poor coworker was there to witness the whole thing. Oh yes, she looked at me like I had a third arm growing out of the top of my head. nothing is more humbling then the look of pity someone shows you when she hands you a napkin and says "ummm you have a little something" and points to their own chin to try and tell you you have either drool or snot on yours. Oh good God I was a mess...

After about 10 minutes I calmed down... I felt better and realized that what I needed to do was just let it out. The frustration is lessened, and hopefully the hurt, anger and sadness will lessen with time as well... it just took a silly spreadsheet to do it.

I am just so glad that I have a husband that loves me unconditionally and some of the best friends in the entire world!!! I love each and every one of you!!! I am now looking for a new motivator... that doesn't involve large amounts of ice cream, cake, red wine or chocolate, I promise... ;o)
I will keep you posted...

sigh....

I have not posted in such a long time, and this one is a bit different… I am going to take a style from a friends blog and post a couple of pictures as they can express feelings without too many words… and sometimes you need just that. Sometimes, you need “Simplicity”... so Ms. Simplicity... I apologize if I overstep, but I couldn’t help myself.

I’m sure most of you know the saying, “if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.” Well… I am at sort of at that point right now. WTF do I say? (Yes, I am sort if censoring this blog) I have TONS to say, albeit, most of which are not very nice and truthfully not really this persons fault… so I would have to choose my words carefully.
I cannot and will not divulge the topic, so please don’t ask…

I once uttered the words “I pride myself on not being an asshole” and I do. So once again, I will put on a happy face and make nice when I simply want to walk away and go cry in a corner.

Enough said…

New Year, New Goals...

Soooooo..... it is a new year with new goals...here goes------>>>

My goals are to get to the gym and finally get motivated! I'm done being lazy, I'm tired of being tired, I'm finished with feeling crappy... I need to get mooooving (read: feeling like a cow) and active again. I felt so much better when I was going to the gym a couple times a week.

So there, I have said it and now I have even typed it. Now I have to do it. No excuses.... no whining about my back, no whining about my joints, nothing... I'm sucking it up, pumping the advil and hitting the gym full bore!! Woo Hoo!!!!

Stay tuned... you never know what can happen.... ;-)

What are your goals?



(shhh, I know that I'm 12 days late, but c'mon... better late than never)