July 11, 2008 at 4:14 pm (Work)
Tags: Family, Friday, kids, sleep, tired, Work
I thought for a moment that I wouldn’t make it. I thought for a second that I would be forced to unleash my frustration on my friends and coworkers. I thought for an instant that I might just be inclined to remove the life from my daughter’s body. I thought for a flash that I just might fall asleep and never wake up. And then 4:00 hit on Friday. I’m so close to being off work that I can literally taste it. And it tastes like the best thing ever. It tastes remotely like freedom with just a touch of relaxation and a dash of happiness thrown in there. It is better than fresh popped popcorn and a large, ice cold Coke at your favorite movie theater and better than that just out of the oven peach cobbler your momma makes. I tell you, it’s absolutely heavenly.
This week will definitely NOT be featured on The Best Week Ever, and you won’t see my smiling, glowing face on advertisements for my workplace, telling you how grand life is when you are employed here. Nope, it’s fair to say that this week was hellacious - truthfully, close to actual Hell. Yeah, that’s a safe analogy. It was the first week of 2nd Summer term, of which I am subjecting myself to a class - woo freakin’ hoo. A coworker of mine got relocated to another part of the office which was an incredible change. Another coworker of mine is leaving for greener pastures - wish you luck!!! but I’ll miss her. I actually did apply for that one job that I didn’t tell you all about….hehehe - maybe later. My tummy sucks and it’s been sucking pretty badly all week. My kid has lost her mind momentarily, and hopefully she will find it before I get home. Hmmmm, that’s about all I can think of right now. I’m sure I’ll come up with more later.
So, YEAH - I’m freakin’ grateful for Friday, and for the fact that 19 minutes from now, I will be walking my happy butt to my car so that I can go fall onto my couch or bed, whichever I hit first and have a complete meltdown. Care to join me?
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July 3, 2008 at 1:00 pm (A day in the life, Friends, Uncategorized)
Tags: 4th of July, camping, cook out, Family, fireworks, fishing, fun
As I sit here contemplating my pasta with little else mixed in, I’m checking the compartments in my mind for possible activities for this holiday weekend. I could go fishing, which is my new funnest past time - only when I’m actually catching. Notice it’s not called “catching”, it’s called fishing - hmmmm…. I could hit up the batting cages and work on my extremely weak swing since I haven’t swung a bat more than 3 times in a month and a half. I could be a studious learner and get a jump on my reading for the summer course I’m enrolled in, but that would involve actually purchasing my books. I could sit around the house and feel sorry for myself and the fact that I don’t earn enough money to thoroughly enjoy life. I could harrass my friends and relatives on cell phones and computers all weekend long, but I’m truly not THAT desperate for entertainment. Hmmmm - any ideas?
I normally really, really enjoy the 4th of July and the weekend that is generally attached to it. For some reason this coming weekend feels almost anticlimactic. What the heck? It may be due to the unfathomable amount of work I’ve been saddled with this week and my sheer need for some quiet and solitude, or just plain old good snuggle time. It may be the lack of softball in my life lately. That would be strictly due to my attitude and random infections that have been plaguing my life. UGH.
This is the time for fun cook outs, and fireworks, camping and bonfires, drunken silliness and jokes. Why am I not feeling up to it? It’s frustrating. I’m not depressed and I’m certainly not lonely. It could be related to this being my 1st Fourth in Charlotte and my lack of knowledge pertaining to the city and its traditions. Back home, I could hit up any number of friends’ houses or the waterfront to check out the city fireworks. I could go to the reservation and purchase ridiculous amounts of explosive devices that make all kinds of fun colors and loud noises, but I have no clue how things work around here. Asking the natives doesn’t allow for a lot of options only because the standard response is:”there’s lots to do”…… okay??????????? so exactly what is “lots”?
I know we’ll find something fun to do - I’m a girl that knows how to enjoy herself - I’d just like to have a plan of some sort or another. Heck, if I could have multiple fun things planned, that would be even better.
Well, enjoy your 4th - don’t forget to throw the firecracker, and don’t let it blow up in your hand. That’s just messy. Also, don’t burn yourself on a lighter or other lighting device for explosives. Don’t drink and drive, and certainly, don’t go to sleep without doing a darn thing.
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June 16, 2008 at 10:30 am (A day in the life, love)
Tags: BrickTops, brunch, Family, father's day, relationships
So, how was your Father’s Day? Did you spend the day with your dad, washing his truck, cooking out on the patio? Did you call your dad? Did you give him a card? Did you forget to put it in the mail?
That’s the kind of daughter I am. I can admit it. I am the one who always forgets to mail the card, send the gift, make the call, send the email. It’s not because I don’t love my dad. I do - a lot. He’s a great guy and has the biggest heart of anyone I know. It’s because I’m lame and not so good on the familial relationship sphere. Okay, I’m really bad at it. I haven’t physically spoken with my brother or sister in a while - I honestly couldn’t tell you how long, and that’s because I’m not good at keeping in touch either. They live in WA. I live in NC. Kinda far away, even with cell phones and email, yet I have the time to blog about it. There are issues there. That, and I pretty much suck.
This year, I did actually take the time and made the effort to see my dad and hang out a little bit. We joined him and his wife for church services on Sunday and then went out for a delicious brunch at a place called BrickTops. I highly recommend it for you South Park enthusiasts - yummy. I had the salmon eggs benedict. ohhhh boy….
I was even thoughtful enough to get a couple of cards that suited my dad just right, and the kiddo picked out a good Grandpa card, which he thoroughly enjoyed. It was a good day, and I feel like I finally did what I was supposed to do as a daughter.
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May 30, 2008 at 10:54 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: Family, phone calls, postsecret
I got this off Post Secret - I think it’s true for 75% of us out here - any thoughts????
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