I'm glad that my coworker isn't in the office right now. This must be a long day because I literally just growled at my computer screen. What?!! It was involuntary. The anger just came out as a growl. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Monday, January 30, 2006
So I’ve decided, after much research, that the main blogger is the female, English major, computer husband, ex society reject clinging to the idea that they are not the typical suburban housewife. When in reality, they’re Suzy homemakers with hidden tattoos and secret desires to have purple hair again who can make a mean soufflé and scrapbook just about anything but don't because they never have time, as we're procrastinators also. Sadly, this is me. I feel that I owe it to the world to become more in touch with my fellow bloggers and begin to truly understand what it means to find the cure for “suburbiaitis."
See http://www.dooce.com/
http://www.misszoot.com/index.php
http://www.rockstarmommy.com/index.php
I’m afraid though….I don’t want kids, but does this mean I have to have a child to fit in? Oh dear… What if I just get a dog? Would a dog work? I'd just forget to feed it. I don't know how the fish have survived this long. uhg
See http://www.dooce.com/
http://www.misszoot.com/index.php
http://www.rockstarmommy.com/index.php
I’m afraid though….I don’t want kids, but does this mean I have to have a child to fit in? Oh dear… What if I just get a dog? Would a dog work? I'd just forget to feed it. I don't know how the fish have survived this long. uhg
Saturday, January 28, 2006
We get the table for free now. How awesome is that!! She felt so bad about us driving all that way and her giving us the wrong directions that she said if we make it out there again she'll just give it to us. Normally I'd still give her the money, but we're poor and we already spent the gas, so awesomeness!!
Friday, January 27, 2006
Rogersville is two hours away. heh....We drove around for 5 hours. LOL....AND THEN STILL DIDN'T GET THE TABLE!! I so TOTALLY SUCK!!!!
Hi Tanya,Sorry about Wednesday night. We thought we could make it by 6, and had we made the right turn we would have. :)"McDonald's on your left & Hardee's on your right. Turn Left at red light (hwy 207). "It was a right turn at Hardee's, I'm pretty sure anyway. :) We drove around after we turned left at McDonald's till about 7:30 and finally decided we were starving and it was too late to meet up with you, so we found the best Mexican Restaurant. I don't remember the name of it, but it's right there on the other side of the Mcdonalds. It was very good. But there were some customers who knew where we think we were going. :) We think* ....think we found your house. :) We sat in your driveway, but you weren't there of course, so we went home.haha. We had a little adventure. The Rogersville paper factory is kind of neat. The guy in the Mexican Restaurant was telling us about it and how they give tours. My husband thought that might be really neat. So, we had a good time.But i am sorry we missed you, we tried to call a few times, but we didn't have cell phone signal. haha, it was a weird night. :) But fun.Paige
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Husband and I were making our Saturday trek around Huntsville discovering new and different things to do when we felt hunger pains that had to be relieved. In our quest for food we decided to treat ourselves and stop at McDonald's. In hindsight that was a very poor idea as the food was disqusting. It had evidentally been so long since we had even been in a McDonald's in fact that we didn't even recognise the menu and ordered directly from tv commercials we'd seen. Husband had a double cheeseburger that smelled like plastic and I had chicken mcnuggets which tasted strange also. All that to say that the day was going fairly well with little or no excitement....until.....husband and i decided to use the restroom and leave the restaurant(though i use the term losely). As husband and i exited the booth and made our way to the door we happened to notice a homeless man that had spent the past 20 minutes going in and out of the restroom sitting in a booth by the door. Almost at the exact same time husband and i look at the homeless man and run to the drink machine with looks of horror. The homeless man is sitting in the booth opening what looks to be a handgun with a knife. So, just to recap....we have a homeless man with obvious restroom problems in possession of not only a knife but also a gun. So, husband and i grab our cokes and hit the door. This is deffinately not the scene for us. As we get to the car though we begin discussing the situation and come to the conclusion that the homeless man is in possession of a very "real gun" looking BB gun. Not as dangerous but still might pose a threat should someone not know that this is a BB gun. My husband calls the McDonalds. "Hi, are you the guy in the grey shirt that works in the McDonald's on North Parkway?" (and i'm sure this doesn't freak out the manager at all) "well, i just wanted to tell you that you have a homeless man opening a BB gun that looks like a real handgun in the back of your restaurant." To that the poor manager guy replies, "No shit!, I should go take care of that, thanks man." Click! Husband and I continue on with our day.
Monday, January 23, 2006
I've had questions relating to my last post. It is what it is. Just weird. It's just an excerpt from a conversation Tim and I had recently. Take it how you will!
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Heard over email... what can I say? I have an imagination!
Quoting Paige Norris <paige@norris.net>:> > > > > >
i know, i mean, it pegged you dead on.......i mean....it was dead on.
I've heard you say every one of those things. weird. you're a gen x er.
odd. i'm not. i guess i'm y. so together we're a girl with male sex organs....so i guess together we're a hermaphrodite. which wouldn't be xy.....so i guess we're just sexually confused. we're a transvestite pre op. ;)
Quoting Paige Norris <paige@norris.net>:> > > > > >
i know, i mean, it pegged you dead on.......i mean....it was dead on.
I've heard you say every one of those things. weird. you're a gen x er.
odd. i'm not. i guess i'm y. so together we're a girl with male sex organs....so i guess together we're a hermaphrodite. which wouldn't be xy.....so i guess we're just sexually confused. we're a transvestite pre op. ;)
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Mr. Farty Pants, otherwise known as my gaseous husband, is now in a postion to revolk his previous statment proclaiming my chili as "non-farting chili." I deviated from my usual recipe and added a crap load of garlic, little did I know this was going to be a literal amount of garlic. I guess this is why one of my friends is in cooking school and I am not. Personally, I'm fine and think that his gaseous-ness is due to the large amount of Bacardi limon he consumed last night. Last night we played poker with a few of our friends. Ok, my husband just farted on my slipper. Why do I somehow know that I will need to febreeze the couches tomorrow night?
Ah, the time has come when I must sacrifice myself to the blogging world. So many stories....so little time.
