Archive for April, 2007
Saturday, April 28, 2007 at 12:00 am
· Filed under Social Adventures
The title really has nothing to do with anything, other than I like the fact that in order to resolve a tie, a dance off is the natural course of action. Also because I just watched Sarah Jessica Parker and all her 80s goodness in Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.
Every week it seems that I have one really BIG day and this particular week, Friday was it. It started out with my review and got a raise. Hooray!
We had the photoshoot for a magazine that shall remain nameless and Megan the Great took pictures which rocked.
There was also my fancypants event in the City Friday night. A quick recap, if you will:
-I wore my prom dress for the 4th time how often does that get to happen?
-I ate massive amounts of delicious food.
-I went to introduce myself and thank the chairman for the event and he successfully spit while talking. It landed right in my eye and both of us pretended it didn’t happen.
The event was a good thing for me to go to, but I think the highlight of my evening was when I received a text message prior to going inside that said “Hey mama whatcha doin’?” Wanna know why I liked it so much? Because it was endearing. And because for a brief moment he was the Slater to my Jessie Spano…And I like that.
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Wednesday, April 25, 2007 at 12:00 am
· Filed under Thoughts & Ponderings
“…and look like Miss Pretty Princess in this dipshit bridesmaid dress…I don’t even have one-tenth of the bod to fill the bust up.”
Today was not such a hot day. It started off ok, with a nice email then it proceeded to go downhill. Nothing specific, exactly. I just wasn’t shining. Which seems to be the norm these days and I’m really not diggin it.
I have to go to this black tie affair yes I’m wearing my prom dress again and I would normally be very excited to go. But this particular instance? Not so much. I will be flying solo which does not excite me in the least.
I also just had a pseudo-Britney Spears moment. No, I did not marry a bad white rapper. I just took a good solid 3½ inches off my hair by myself. I now have shoulder length hair. I just decided after getting home from Ted’s game-then proceeded to hack away.
See? Look at that. I clearly missed my calling as a hair cutter.
Who am I kidding? It’s gonna be a Sixteen Candles kinda night. Where is my Jake Ryan??
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Tuesday, April 24, 2007 at 12:00 am
· Filed under Social Adventures, Sports, because, have you met me?, Thoughts & Ponderings
It’s only Tuesday yet somehow it feels like it’s been a big week despite the fact that today absolutely dragged by.
I had a very important chat on Sunday which went exactly as expected so naturally I’m disappointed. Because in my head, I wanted him to want to sweep me off my feet and profess his undying love for me.
Not really.
OK, really.
It actually went as well as realistically possible considering I left him hanging last time and he doesn’t know I have been thinking about him a lot over the past couple months, still kicking myself repeatedly for letting him go. We decided to chat and get to know each other again. That’s a totally responsible way to handle this situation. I sometimes hate responsible.
Which reminds me, Dirty Dancing is being shown in select theaters in honor of the 20th anniversary and if the man of my dreams is out there, he will take me to see this. PS- it’s only being shown on May 1 and May 2. The clock is ticking, Man of My Dreams.
Macktsatic A and I went to hit a bucket of balls after work today. We are so professional. We decided that we must frequent the driving range a lot more since the company tournament is coming up. And because we hit just a single bucket and were convinced we would be sore tomorrow. In order to ease the pain of our hard work and dedication to our foursome, we went and had dinner at Pacific Blues. More importantly, we had beers at Pacific Blues. We woulda had ice cream too but the ice cream shop closed at 5:30. I really wanted ice cream!
Since I indulged in that beer, I will automatically fall asleep tonight since I couldn’t fall asleep last night. Lucky for me a Cosby Show marathon was on TV last night. That Rudy is hilarious. But if there was a winner of the whole no sleeping situation, it would have to be my work because in my sleep-deprived state I cranked out a couple podcast scripts. It worked out well since they were for certain products that shall remain nameless and my insomnia-induced sarcastic tone works well for those two brands.
It just occurred to me that I live near Cold Stone. I’ll be back. Cake-batter ice cream is calling and I think we all know that I would sell our country’s national secrets for some cake-batter ice cream from Cold Stone. If I knew any national secrets.
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Friday, April 20, 2007 at 8:00 am
· Filed under Social Adventures, Sports, because, have you met me?
I had the day off today so I slept in a bit, hopped on email for about a millisecond then began cleaning my house. I mean seriously cleaning my house. I dusted, scrubbed my toilets…the works. It’s times like this when two bathrooms in a house isn’t so fun. And I plan on hitting up the scrapbook store today thank god we have one back in Craptown.
Ted has a game and judging from the sunshine, it looks like it will be on. It should be a good one too because we played Vacaville just on Wednesday and we won. It was ridonkulous–in a good way. Vacaville won the section for football (kudos to them btw) and despite Vintage being our rival by birth, yes I said birth, Vaca High has emerged as our rival because of competition. It’s kinda like how the Giants and Dodgers have had a rivalry since the beginning of time but now that Giants and the Cardinals have this heated rivalry. So now, we’re playing Vacaville again today.
So right. I cleaned and now my hands smell like lemon pinesol. All my laundry is done and I was in such a cleaning mood, I even cleaned my lampshades. No shit, I lint-rollered them. NOT JOKING.
I also busted out with some brownies which are delicious. I am glad my appetite is back because if there is something I adore when I’m bummed, it’s chocolate. Most times, chocolate pudding, but brownies are a close third. We covered Snackin’ Cake already, which reigns supreme.
I’m so domestical.
Also, Ray J and Whitney Houston are on my mp3 player right now and while I enjoy the song, I do not enjoy them as a couple. Why would he want to get involved in that train wreck?
On another note, I swiped Rocky’s pics from Saturday night. Here is a taste of my weekend, pre-sickness. I totally have a posse. And apparently, a tiny head.
And there you have it…Go Indians.
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Friday, April 20, 2007 at 12:00 am
· Filed under Sports, because, have you met me?
Two blog postings in one day. I’m on a roll. I just got back from Ted’s game and it was so insanely exciting, I feel the need to blog about it. Actually, I didn’t just get back. My entire family went to the local pizza joint after the game and I mean my entire family. Mom, Dad, two sets of uncles and aunts, a couple cousins and two large pizzas later and a three pitchers later, I got back.
And, we won! In extra innings. It was phenomenal. Vacaville scored early and put up three runs in the second inning. Maybe it was the first, but that’s neither here nor there. Then my brother got up in the fourth and with a runner on, he did a little yard work. I sent my other brother a text message about the HR to left field and Joe’s response? Oppo bomb? Stud. It.was.awesome.
So it was 3-2 for the longest time, then in the sixth, Vacaville put up another run and it was 4-2. But in our half of the bottom of the seventh (last inning in high school) we tied it up again. Then we begin extra innings. The 8th was uneventful and in Vaca’s half of the ninth, they got two runs on a pretty solid basehit.
In the bottom of the ninth, it was 6-4 and we had our 9-1-2 hitters up. The first two guys got out and this is where it gets good, with two outs, Mike hits a bomb. It’s 6-5 and Ted is up. Ted gets walked. Then Robbie walks and then Nick gets a basehit to left center to score Ted and we’re tied up again. By this time I’m losing it in the stands. I totally can’t keep my hands still and I’m chattering like I’m actually on the infield. With runners at second and third, Brandon gets up and Vaca opts to intentionally walk him. And this is the part that I have to speak out on. They didn’t even throw him his four pitches. They just let him go to first. I’m sorry, but you don’t know what could have happened on those four pitches. I say, make that pitcher throw his IBB pitches and see what happens. Odds are good nothing, but you never know. A wild pitch or pass ball could mean the difference between a win and a loss. But none of this automatically go to first. I hate that rule.
But I digress. We have the bases loaded and Andrew is up. Pipe works the count full and I’m on pins and needles. Baseball Colleen is in full force. For those of you not familiar with Baseball Colleen, she is crazy. I’m shouting baseballisms like there’s no tomorrow and clapping and hollering. I take my baseball very seriously. So right. Andrew’s AB. His payoff pitch? High. Ball Four. They walked in the winning run. All that build up. But Napa comes out victorious against Vaca again and I love winning.
The moral of the story? Two-out walks will kill you.
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Thursday, April 19, 2007 at 12:00 am
· Filed under Thoughts & Ponderings
Well this week has officially sucked.
I got sick earlier in the week which was good for 4 pounds and still have not mastered the art of solid foods. Chicken noodle soup was an accomplishment. What was worse about said illness was when I was stuck in SD with it. In a hotel which is not my own bed. Boo.
I also pretty much lost one of my best friends because of his own assholeness. Yes it’s a word. I have no room in my life for a part-time friend who only wants to be friends when he feels like it. I know he and his new girlfriend must be getting along swimmingly because I haven’t heard from him in weeks. And no. I’m not going to call him because it’s evident that when he doesn’t call to check in like he says he will, he must be far too busy for me. But hey, I’m happy for him. I really and genuinely am–he’s a good man who deserves to be happy. In fact, some day I hope to meet said girlfriend. She is probably a cool gal. Nevermind that I blame her for losing my best friend. She didn’t know. I hope this chick is around for a while because I won’t be.
On a brighter note, I totally poured my heart and soul out on the phone to this guy I’m into (previously known as the guy who I once blew it with). At any rate, I opened my mouth and all the stuff that had been floating in my head came whooshing out, taking him aback, I’m sure. He probably had his hair blown back like he’d been in a wind tunnel by the time we hung up. Now I’m nervous for putting it all out there because really, how does he know I’m in it to win it this time? He doesn’t know I’ve been thinking about this for awhile and it would appear to him I’m coming out of nowhere with this information.
And what’s more is that I haven’t heard from him today. I’m fully aware that it’s only 10:37am but I’m afraid I may have scared him away. Super.
Good to see another day has come where I’m a ray of sunshine.
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Thursday, April 19, 2007 at 12:00 am
· Filed under Sports, because, have you met me?
While I was drowning out life Jose Cuervo rocks my face off I began watching the Mets game (my free MLB Extra Innings preview also rocks my face off, but not as much as Jose) because, if you will recall, I want to be David Wright’s girlfriend. Look at him. It’s obvious why I heart him. And he plays baseball.
Yep. I heart him.
Then I began remembering the Sports Illustrated article I read which made me want to love David Wright to begin with. And then I thought I should blog about him. And his hit a triple and I was excited. So instead of beginning said blog, I googled his name and found this. This girl is hilar. She too wants to know who the hell names their kid Coco Crisp. And while she is the self-proclaimed first non-baseball person with a blog tag for David Wright, I am willing to share him with her. Because she makes me laugh and because she has a shirt that says David Wright 4-ever. However, I’m sure that if David Wright was ever forced to choose between the two of us, he would pick me, because I can explain the infield fly rule. And what guy wouldn’t want to marry a girl who can explain the infield fly rule? And just because I couldn’t pick between hotness…
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Saturday, April 14, 2007 at 2:00 am
· Filed under Social Adventures
Well, I made it to San Diego. So why, you ask, am I blogging instead of being on the beach? Because they lost my luggage. I knew it was only a matter of time. I have had far too much good luggage luck to not have something like this happen. I waited a while at the carousel just to make extra sure then I finally gave in and admitted to myself that the only worldly possessions I have are my laptop and the shirt on my back. Good thing I like this shirt. The girl behind the counter found my demeanor quite pleasant considering they lost my bag so she gave me a voucher for $50 for use on a future flight.
Of course, the girl at the counter also has no idea that I’m only in a good mood because I sat next to a hot guy on the plane. And me and said hot guy spent the entire flight chatting it up. He is a fireman and works for the US Forestry Service so Andrea will love him and he is actually from upstate New York originally. Now might be the appropriate time to mention that I heart guys from New York. He is a Yankees fan so Amanda will love him and he has two sisters and his family all lives back in New York. He likes baseball so therefor I will love him. Now comes for the part of the story where I step out of myself and act totally unlike me. While we waited for our bags together I waited longer he and I were chatting more and he told me about a place in OB where I could get some killer fish tacos. He told me the name and stuff and because I’m so sly, I put my number on a piece of paper and placed it in my back pocket wondering if I would work up the courage to give it to him. Then all his bags came and his ride was waiting so I just did it. I said “well, here’s my cell so if you are out tonight or something, gimme a call.” Yep, I did that. Who am I!?!?
It’s only because I noticed this guy when I was checking my bags. See it’s meant to be. I watched him a little when I was in line and thought he was pretty cute. But at that stage of the airport check in, odds are good that he wouldn’t have been on my flight. So imagine my surprise when I got to my gate and he was there too. We both boarded last and there were barely any seats so I took an aisle seat in the back row next to some girl. He sat in the row across from me next to the window. Don’t you LOVE that I’m a detailed story-teller? Then this husband and wife came back and there were no available seats for them together. And me, needing all the good karma I can get, offered them my seat since the middle seat in my row was open. I’m a friendly flier. Then I moved in the middle seat next to the hot guy all a part of my evil plan and the stewardess offered to buy my a drink for switching. This was after she asked if I was 21. I would have accepted said drink but I hadn’t eaten breakfast and I’m pretty sure the people at the car rental place frown upon showing up to rent a car tipsy. I’m just guessing.
So then the hot guy and I started talking the whole time. Non-stop. We are cute. And he had arms that are the kind I like. The kind good for holding cute girls like myself.
Hooray for this trip! I don’t even care that the only pair of underwear that I have are the ones on my body!
Time to find my bags…..
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Tuesday, April 10, 2007 at 10:00 am
· Filed under Social Adventures, Sports, because, have you met me?
Where to begin….I’m having lunch with The Chad on Monday. This should be good, as he informed me the other night that he often ponders marriage to me. Missed your chance buddy. It’s ok though…He’s still my BFF, I miss him. Although I can’t watch 16 Candles without thinking of him. That’s what I was watching the first time he called to go out with me. We went to the UCSD Volleyball party together. He let me wear his jacket when I was cold. It was romantical.
I am also getting a free preview of MLB Extra Innings which makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. That means like, 2700 channels all with different baseball games on. I’m currently watching the Los Angeles Angels play the Cleveland Indians in Milwaukee. Probably because the Jake is still under a billion feet of snow. Later, I will be engaged in the Giants game, as they continue to exceed my expectations on how crappy they are. **Update. I officially spent my entire evening on the phone more on that to follow and the Giants are now 1 out away from tallying their second victory of the season. Update #2. Armando Benitez, the “closer” just gave up a 2 out, 2 strike bomb with a runner on so now it’s 6-5. Jesus H. Christ.**
I accompanied KK Delight to the wake of her friend Marcus’ grandma at which point I met the girl on the NHS freshmen softball team who has my old jersey. Literally the jersey I once rocked. My old number 10. My mind was further baffled with she told me that her grandpa came to watch my brother’s Big Game Baseball last week, which naturally prompted the question of who her grandpa was. I subsequently found out it was my dad’s old co-worker Bob, who we used to have St. Patrick’s Day dinner with. I continued living in the alternate universe when she told me that Marcus was her uncle and I turned to Marcus and proceeded to point my finger in his face and asked him, tell him really, that he was “Bob-and-Helen-St.-Patrick’s-Day-Dinner-Marcus?” Come to find out that Marcus and I go way back but I had no idea since that last time I saw him was when I was 8. No Kelly it was not 4 years ago. Bizarre, right?
So right. About my marathon calls. First of all, I talked to a friend who I hadn’t talked to in a while. It made me miss him and also made me want to kick myself repeatedly for letting him go. We chatted for about an hour about things going on at our jobs and our families. His sister has had a baby since the last time we chatted and I felt like a bad person for not checking in sooner. I might go visit him this summer. I am very excited.
Then I called Kelly back because I had to tell her about my conversation with my long-lost buddy. She asked to be in the wedding. I said yes. Then Kelly and I talked for a few minutes. And by a few minutes, I mean 124.
Now I have run out of bars on my phone and I’m still tryin to post this damn blog and it’s 10:06pm. SVU here I come.
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Sunday, April 8, 2007 at 12:00 am
· Filed under Social Adventures
We had Friday off since I work for a good Catholic family company and it was also the same day that I witnessed the worst defense in all of baseball history. Then the Giants were on. They are taking belt high strikes and seeing major league ball players, people that get paid to play baseball take those pitches and swing at crap makes me ill. So I went home totally sickened. Then Saturday was overcast, which pretty much matched my mood from Friday. But I decided to be all domestical that’s for you Kelly and I made cookies. Then I scrapbooked like a good 40 year old soccer mom while watching The Sound of Music. Who doesn’t love a good movie where they break into song? Then, in case that wasn’t enough, I woke up today and it being Easter Sunday and all, I made a quiche. From scratch. I made my own pie crust and my own filling and it was delicious flavored.
Then, again with it being Easter, I headed over to Buckeye Court for a little Easter brunch with the family. It was here that my cousin, who is in 8th grade, informed me that she didn’t want to go back to school tomorrow. I whole-heartedly agreed and wished that I had spring break too. Then she said the most curious thing. She didn’t have science and social studies all next week because she had flour babies instead. Flour babies. Intriguing. Apparently, they pair the kids up in class and they have to carry around a sack of flour like it’s a baby and the “husband and wife” take turns carrying it and teachers throughout the day will tell the students that their baby is crying and to take it outside into the hall. Then it got good. Apparently they are pairing up some kids as lesbians. Lesbians.
So, a few things about this flour babies project.
1) First of all, I saw this episode of Saved by the Bell and it didn’t ever work out well. Comedy always ensued.
2) Lugging around a sack of flour for a week is not going to deter a 14 year old from having a baby. Now, you get one of those babies that actually cries in the middle of the night and needs to eat and has to be changed? Yea, that might do it.
3) LESBIAN 8th grade couples?!?!? Do I really need to explain the ridonkulousness that is the idea of pairing students up as lesbian couples?? They are 14 and if they do have a significant other, it’s probably the type of relationship where maybe they hold hands at milkbreak and that’s about where it ends. It’s not progressive, it’s weird.
That’s all. I’m too exasperated at how my public school tax dollars are being spent. I would rather pay for Pedro Feliz to take extra BP and maybe to have someone hit him extra infield. Take the fast ball at the knees to left center already.
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