Where the City Sleeps

So, metamorphose decided to tag me on her blog and now I have to post six interesting/weird/un-known facts about myself. Let me tell you, this was hard because I am not interesting. I'm just weird, but I'm not going to go broadcasting all the oddities of myself on the internet.......or will I??

1. When I was a baby, my mom had a robe that was lined with some silky-feeling material. She said that I grabbed onto her sleeve and would hold on to that material until I fell alseep. To this day I have to have some kind of blanket with a silky fringe on it if I ever want to sleep well. I just run the material through my fingers until I go to sleep. It may sound weird, but it's true. And it may even be genetic, because my cousin (my mom's brother's daughter) says she does the same thing. And she's almost 40.

2. I am completely anal about my desk at work. I have everything in a place and if it's moved even a millimeter from the place that I have it (like my stapler, notepads, tape, etc.) it makes me upset. Everyone in my office knows this, though, and will always tell me if they take something. It's kind of their joke......or they're just making sure I don't shoot them.

3. This is awful and I think about it a lot, but maybe if I write it on my blog some of the guilt will go away and I can move on (maybe....probably not). When I was in 6th grade, we had a program called Book Buddies, where the 6th graders would go read books to the kindergarteners. I don't know why, but one of the girls in my group annoyed me greatly and she would always have her shoes untied (whether or not this was what annoyed me, I don't know). So one day I purposely stepped on her shoelace and she tripped and fell. I remember saying something like, "Oops! Did you trip on your shoelace?" Maybe I did it just so that she would learn a lesson and tie her shoelaces??

4. Once, at a jr. high dance, one of the cutest boys there asked me to dance. We danced. And then he went into the bathroom and puked. I don't know if he was sick, nervous or grossed out at me, but my mom brings it up every once in a while to laugh at me. I laugh, too, 'cause it is sort of funny.

5. I once poked April in the eye with the chord from a window blind, while watching a parade from our window in college. Her comment was "It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt!" Makes me laugh.

6. I love cherry-filled donuts with white icing on top.

So, those weren't the greatest 6 things ever, but I warned you, I'm not interesting. And I would attempt to tag 6 other people right now, but since I only have a maximum of 3 readers, it just doesn't mathematically work out.

Anyway, it snowed and blizzarded all weekend, so I watched Season 1 & 2 of One Tree Hill. And, sadly, my VCR did not tape the Wednesday night episode that I missed because I went to Ash Wendesday church services. I think when I hooked up my new DVD player to my TV, it messed something up. I'll have to fix that before this OTHW.

Speaking of church, there was a high school aged kid in attendance and he looked just like John Mayer. Same hair, same jeans and dress shirt, same shoes. I couldn't stop staring at him. And if I hadn't just seen JM in concert, I probably would have been more preoccupied with the fact that a cute boy attended church. Granted, he's too young for me, but still that shows there's hope for other girls who want to find cute, normal boys at church. Why is that such a hard thing to find!! *whine*

Ugh

Will this never end???? Work has been a b!t{h this week!

I just sat down to blog (since I was tagged by Meta, and I wanted to do my civic blogging duty by complying), and now I have 2 rush orders. Dang it!!

So, I will update later. And read blogs, too when time permits.

Luckily (I think) I'm still alive and healthy, so that's something!

Have a great weekend everyone!!

P.S. Veronica Mars seasons 1 and 2 are scheduled to arrive Monday! Yay!!! *curses April for getting me addicted*

Deep Thoughts

So, if John Mayer's first name was changed to Oscar, wouldn't that be funny?

I mean, it works, really. He already has a wiener.

Hahahahah

Oh, TGIF!

"I never promised there'd be sunshine every day"

So, as we all know (o.k., so my faithful 4 readers know) that I am addicted to One Tree Hill. And yesterday, being Wednesday, was One Tree Hill Wednesday.

Despite the fact that OTHW started out really, really crappy, it ended up being pretty good. Since, you know, I had to look forward to going home and watching OTH.

When I got home and walked into the house, I was greeted by the horrible stench of rotten vegetables that had previously been in our refridgerator since Christmas (notice that I didn't say that there was rotten chocolate, fudge, christmas cookies. Oh, no! I said vegetables, people. Rotten, stinky vegetables.....). My mom had thrown them out that morning, but didn't bag up the garbage and take it outside. Horrible mistake.

But, good for me. I took the icky garbage out to the porch where I notice a package that I hand't seen when I was coming into the house. The delightful surprise was from none other than our favorite Underground Librarian, Kristen.

So, I rushed inside to open it (of course side tracked by the fact that I needed to spray Lysol throughout the house). Inside as a very cute Valentine's day card that said something to the effect of ...... "I hope your day isn't full of dumb boys who talk to their cats. Creeeeeepy." So made me laugh.

There were also 3 pretty packages, all wrapped in red. I picked one up (and remind you that it is OTHW) and thought to myself, "This looks like a vinyl record...ooh! I could be just like Peyton (from OTH)" And then I scolded myself and said that no one is as crazed about OTH as I am. So I just ripped it open.

It was a One Tree Hill calendar. How. Freakin'. Funny!!! I laughed and laughed and laughed. OTHW has a way of being surprising.

I also got a beautiful picture frame, which will someday contain a picture of Kayla (if I ever get pictures developed) and I will put it on my desk at work. Also included was a pedicure set. So wish I had had that on Monday for my mini-/not really-pedicure from Kayla. So, thank you, dear Kristen. Thank you!!

Oh, how I love OTHW!

Always Love - Hate Will Get You Every Time

You know how you wake up some mornings and know that today is the day that you should just stay in bed? Don't get up. Don't move from the cocoon of warmth that you have surrounded yourself in. Don't move an inch and risk becoming uncomfortable.

You know that voice in your head that says, "Stay here. It will be o.k. Just stay."

And then you ignore it because of the whole "responsibility" aspect of life that your parents have ingrained in your brain all these years?

Yeah, well, I should have listened to that voice.

It snowed a lot yesterday, so the roads were nice and slick this morning on my back country road. And that's not a problem at all. I drive slowly all the time, so I've no reason to be scared of getting into an accident.

Until today.

There is a cheese factory/building that is on my nice little country road. I pass it every day. Then, to get onto the highway, I have to go along an old frontage road. I have traveled this road many many a time in the last 20 or so years that we've lived here. At the end of my road, I turn right to go onto the frontage road that leads to the highway. If you're coming from the left, you must yield to me (who is turning right).

However, this is not what happened this morning. Oh, no. No. No. No.

As I pass the factory, I look ahead and see a semi coming off the highway and onto the frontage road. I think to myself "he has to yield. I will be o.k." So, I continue slowly on. However, much to my horror and dismay, the Semi does not yield. Does not stop. Does not even frickin' slow down! So, I try my brakes. It is too slippery to stop. So my choices were: run into a semi or go into the ditch. Even if I had time to stop (he had only given me probably 20 feet at the most before we would have hit each other), he was already in my lane making his turn, so he was everywhere on the road. There was no way I could have slowed down, he still would have run into me.

So, I slide into the ditch, then my tail end swings around and I did about a 180° turn into the ditch, which was at about a 45° angle. Needless to say, I was stuck.

And pissed off.

The bastard had the nerve to honk his horn at me as if to say "get out of the way". I was so pissed.

Luckily my mom was behind me on her way to work, she came upon the scene and got out and kind of laughed at me and said, "What are you doing?" Once I told her, she was furious at the truck driver, but I was so shook that I just wanted to get my car out and get going. So, we got my dad and took him out to my car, he said that it would probably be o.k. if we had a 4 wheel drive truck to pull me out. So, we went into town and got my Grandpa to help.

All the years I've had my car, my brothers have made fun of me becuase there's a ball hitch on the back of it for no apparent reason. Today, it came in handy to tie the chain to my car. Yay for the ball hitch.

Anyway, I'm fine, no bruises or anything and my car is fine as far as I know. As I said, I wasn't going very fast anyway. I'm just shook and I must have tensed up because now my muscles all hurt.

Damn male truck driver. Men still infuriate me!!

This is my mixed tape for you...

So, you know the saying that it's too cold to snow? Well, whoever said that is a big, fat liar! LIAR! I just got done shoveling the snow in front of my office (because I'm the only one around, and who would ever think to hire some burly man to do it??!??!) and it is freezing out there - and still snowing. I'd like to find the person in charge of this weather and give them a piece of my mind!!

In other news, yesterday was cold. I stayed home because of it. I called in "sick" and then Kayla came over since they had school cancelled and we played all day. She got a Ms. Pac Man game for Christmas, and I've been addicted to it so when I called to ask her to come over I also asked her to bring over the game and she said "Yeah, I already know I'm bringing it. So you don't keep bugging me about it." She did my hair and gave me a mini-manicure and pedicure (which really was just her tickling my feet.) And we watched a movie. It was a good day off of work.

I got my hair cut and colored last Wednesday. I really like the color and I'm getting used to the cut. I never get it cut too short, but whenever I do get it cut, then I regret it. But I can do more with my hair at this length than at the length it was before. I haven't really been around anyone the past week for them to notice, so one of these days someone will either let me know if it's good or not.

Other than trying to thaw out from just freezing my butt off, there is really nothing exciting (except for April's trip to visit next week, but I'm not going to get excited about it until it actually happens, 'cause you never know with weather these days!)