GIRLS NIGHT OUT

Yesterday I was feeling a little blah, a little pent up, but it got better.

We all decided to meet at Chili's around 6 since they have the 2 for 1 drinks all the time. I say "we all", which was 3 of us: my boss, myself, and the other colleague who had so much fun at the company Xmas party that I posted about before on my other blog.

When I got to Chili's, there wasn't a parking space to be found. I drove around the lot 2 times and then just figured I'd go park at the bank next to it and walk over. As I was making my 3rd and final round through the lot to head over to the bank, my Nextel radio went off and it was my boss, who I pulled up behind. She saw me and wanted to tell me she was going to park at the bank, which I was on my way to do. We found a couple of parallel parking spaces and pulled in right behind each other. Then I automatically turned my wheels hard towards the curb. I've always done that because I think someone told me it's more difficult for them to tow your car when you do that. I don't know if it's true, but I just do it anyhow. I had a bad experience with having my car towed at my first real concert and I think there was some underhandedness going on that night. But that's another story.

We think the wait is going to be long since the lot's full. But it was only about 20 minutes or so. I started with margaritas and then went to beer. The other two went straight for the beer. Of course, they had to take their smoke breaks outside every so often, so I would hold the fort down until they came back. We talked about work mostly and also about how hilarious my colleague was at the Xmas party. I think we got to our table by 6:30 and then left around 8:30 since one had to pick up kids from gymnastics. It ended up being fun to go out and let loose a little so we may actually make this a ritual every so often like we do 'pizza day'.

I got home and we had a couple of friends over doing Jager bombs and hanging out. I did a couple of Jager bombs myself and then we watched some TV and listened to some music. I played around with the bass guitar some and hubby and one of the other guys took turns beating on the drum set.

Even though I hadn't slept much the night before, I didn't go to bed until 2 or 3 a.m., but then I still didn't get to sleep until a couple of hours later, so I ended up sleeping in today. That's the only thing that really sucks about staying up late on weekends. During the week, I'm usually good if I can get to sleep by 2 a.m., but my first alarm goes off at 6 a.m. and sometimes I'm awake before that or after the alarm goes off. My second alarm goes off about 45 minutes later and that's the one that we both know we have to get up by. This works fairly well, but then the weekend comes and throws it all out of whack.

Well, I need to go sweep the back porch, take out trash, wake up hubby from his nap and head out to do some grocery shopping. Our friend is coming over later on with his kid, so we have to be good tonight. Tomorrow is supposed to be a little warmer, so that might be the day to vacuum the pool, or get in a little golf or tennis. After that, I think it may rain, but won't be too cold all week and then cold again by next weekend. I don't think the weatherman really knows what it's going to do. The best weather commentary I heard was in Texas when the weather man said if we really wanted to know what the weather was doing, just look out the window. If you don't like it, don't worry. It'll change in about five minutes. And I have seen that happen quite a few times.

All for now.

FRIGGEN FRIDAY

I think I'm beginning to dread Fridays. I don't know why it is, but it seems of all the days of the week, it's the most stressful at work most times, most disappointments happen on Friday, most arguments over expectations happen on Friday and I'm usually just plain out tired after the whole week on Friday.

Today I started out being tired somewhat because I didn't sleep too well last night. Sometimes I just can't get to sleep, even though I know I need to.

Most all of the work day today consisted of people walking through the office involved in heated phone calls, one with a customer and the other with corporate management. So, quiet, it was not and that's probably one reason I still have this migraine. Generally I don't have that many people wandering around here because several of them are out in the field during the day. But today was so gloomy looking and cold that no one wanted to go anywhere and the gloominess affected everyone's mood.

I'm supposed to head out of here in a little while for a Girl's Night Out to have a few drinks. It looks like it may be longer than a 'little while' before I can head out, as we are still trying to solve a few problems. I think the other women are more than ready to have some drinks. I, personally haven't had as bad of a day. But then again, I haven't been on the phone involved in heated conversation. I try to stay off the phone most days. Although I WAS kinda hoping for a certain phone call today, but as I had predicted, it wasn't going to happen. And I think hubby is a little ticked off at me too. Anytime I have something where I go out 'with the girls' or it doesn't involve him, he pouts.

So, yep, it's just another f-cking Friday. I can't wait until Monday. Since everyone is either ticked, stressed or crabby, I think I'm just going to go get drunk.

MUST BE 'PISSED OFF PEOPLE' DAY AND SOMEONE FORGOT TO WARN ME

I am having one of those days. Everybody is pissed off about something. It seems they are either pissed at me for something when I am not meaning to piss them off, or they are pissed off about something else and I am just getting to hear all about it. And I wasn't pissed off at all when I came in this morning. I wasn't upset in the least.

I understand people need to vent. Hell, I do it a lot. And I guess I'm one of those people that seem like a good one to vent to. And most of the time I am. But I have my limits, too. I can only fit so many people on my back at one time. The rest of you that want to ride my ass about something or bitch about something need to find another place. I can't deal with it today. Sorry.

So if you're pissed at me for something, I didn't mean to do it. It doesn't matter what it is. I can tell you for damn sure that I didn't mean to do it. There is absolutely no logical reason why I'd want to make anyone pissed off at me today when I've heard enough bitching and enough pissed off people to last a month in one fucking day. So if you're pissed off at me, I'm sorry. I apologize. If you still want to be pissed off at me, then bite me.

Thomas Sowell: I beg to disagree

On the fine art of disagreeing... Good article.
Thomas Sowell: I beg to disagree

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TODAY SUCKED ASS

I just want to let everyone know that today sucked balls. My eyes hurt from crying, my stomach is burning and all I want is to sleep. Not much else to say...

DAY BY DAY

"What's at the Patton Museum?" "Tanks." "You're welcome." That little joke is one that was always funny and special with my nephew and I. He's 4 years younger than me so he really was more like a brother to me. We played with trucks and cars as kids. We swam together. We were like peas and carrots.

Now he's grown and has a family. I posted some pictures of my grand nieces and my nephew on my photoblog, located HERE.

Some of you might know from a previous post on my other journal that he had been diagnosed with cancer of the lymph nodes. He had a place under his eye where they found it. They thought that was the only place. I called my brother and sister-in-law to wish them Happy New Year on Saturday evening. My sister-in-law answered the phone. Immediately I knew something was wrong, so I asked. They found the cancer in other parts of his body. Now instead of minor radiation, he's looking at major radiation and probably chemotherapy. It's like my father's bout with cancer, all over again, except a different type. Ever since hearing this bit of news, I have been in an even more somber mood. I didn't feel like writing, I didn't feel like talking, and I didn't really feel like anything at all.

As I mentioned in my last post on my other blog, this past weekend has been a lesson in acceptance. I have to accept that there isn't anything I can do about my nephew's condition. He's in the best possible care he can be in. Also at this time when I've had my own problems I was dealing with and I was needing attention for myself, I have to now be available to give attention to those who need it more than I do. That's all I can really do is BE there for him and the rest of the family.

There is one good thing. It's very small, but significant to me. My mother has never really liked my brother's wife and there was outright hostility between them at times. Because of this, my mother has actually extended the olive branch to my sister-in-law and is trying to put the feud behind them. She knows this is important to me. I hope it lasts.

As for my title to this post, it's the name on my brother's cabin cruiser boat. I also feel that right now that is the way I have to take this and other things that have been going on; day by day.