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Friday, March 31, 2006
Fun Friday!

I love this!
I would do this! (oh yes I would)


Thursday, March 30, 2006
Funny Story Time...
That's right folks, it's time for another edition of the
stupid stuff my family does. :)



Last night my parents came down for free computer worka visit. As payment for computer services My parents took my Husband and I out to dinner. As we were sitting around the table I was describing the god aweful stench that is my dog and my car. (Both of which will be washed this weekend.) My mom said that no matter how bad either smelled she could top it of course. I will now describe the conversation from this point forward:
Mom: I have a story, but I haven't told Paige's Dad. *looks at my father* Don't be mad!
Me: Oh no.
Mom: My car had a very funny smell. I ignored it at first and then after a week or so it just got horrible. So, I decided to clean the car. I emptied all the trash out and gathered all the stuff on the seats and in the floor boards and dumped it in the trunk.
Me: So you didn't actually clean it, you just moved it around.
Mom: Yea, but the car "looked" cleaner.
Me: haha
Mom: But the smell didn't go away. It got worse! So I took the car to have it cleaned.
Me: Detailed?
Mom: No, cleaned.
Me: haha Of course.
Mom: The cleaners kept my car all day. I went to pick up my car and they told me they did everything they could but they couldn't get the smell out. I get in the car and it's a worse, perfumed version of the previous smell. I belived them though, they definately cleaned it. It was spotless, it just smelled really bad. I decided that maybe it would go away after it aired out for a while though so I drove it around another week or so.
Me: Hmmm....
Mom: So after three weeks I just couldn't take it anymore, I was dying. It smelled so bad. I decided that maybe it might be something in the trunk.
Me: Well, that is where you dumped all the stuff from the car. This went on for three weeks and you never looked in the trunk?
Mom: Why would I look in the trunk?
Me: Umm....'Cause your car stunk!
Mom: So I take everything out of the trunk and put it in the garage and as I empty the trunk I spot something. It's like a reddish white styrafoam looking thing.
Me: Oh GOD!
Mom: *hysterically laughing at this point* It was a thing of meat. Evidentally it had rolled out of my grocery bags after I went shopping and I never missed it.
Me: OH MY GOD! You had red meat rolling around in your trunk for THREE WEEKS!!!
Mom: YES! And can you believe that was the smell!
Me: *In my head* No shit Shirlock!
Mom: I took the meat out and the smell went away. haha
Me: Oh dear.


I mean, ewwwwwwwwwwwwww. That's all I have to say is ewwwwwwwwwwww! And people wonder why I am obsessive compulsive about things. I was raised in an environment that lets the smell of rotting meat go for THREE WEEKS! I mean, come on people, this is why I am the way I am. Perfect rotting meat example.


This story brought to you by my parents, the ones who fall asleep at redlights after eating Molly Moo's ice cream. (But that's a different story for another day.)


OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhh!!
Oh, I'm so excited. We have a new Renter.
Everybody look! Over there!
It's LUCY!!
Lucy is awesome. She has the best blog ever and you should definately go visit her. :) So, go now!!!Tell her Paige sent you!


Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Time to say goodbye!
It's time to say goodbye to my tenant. It's her time to move on. Hopefully you'll visit her one last time though. She was a great roomie.


Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Syndicate!
That's right folks! I now have feeds for all versions of RSS and Atom. I also have an email form to sign up to receive emails of the feed. :) YEA!
(Like you care! j/k Please care, I think it's cool. )

While you are here though, be sure to stop by my renter's house. It's her Anniversary!


Moral Dilema ...

4 Points of Interest for My Night Last Night

  • 1st thing this morning I have received an email from my Mother. In this email my mother wanted me to ask my hubby about RSS Feeds. I admitted to her that I knew what they were. Now, here's the dilema... do I admit WHY I know what they are with the off chance that she has the ability to find my blog? Ok, not only to find, but to READ MY BLOG!! I'm not real keen on that option. I think that I will tell her I read a lot. She'll buy that. (for about 5 seconds before she begins her google search for "Paige's Blog") UHG! It wouldn't be so bad though...right?

  • I found the allergen source of yesterday's contempt. MY CAR!! My house is very clean compared to some houses because dirt angers me, but my car...I never clean my car. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing in the seats or the floor board. It's empty. Just FILTHY! I have a feeling that after last night's febreeze frenzy I will have to clean the actual car. Vacuum and stuff.

  • Last night I spilled an entire bowl of RED salsa on my WHITE carpet. Husband knew how bad I felt and was so disturbed by my bipolar yelling session with myself that he scrubbed and scrubbed to get the stain up. We're talking vacuuming, resolving, scrubbing. Nothing. I have a 4ftX4ft red spotted stain right outside my kitchen. I'm freaking thrilled.

  • Yesterday at work I poured an ENTIRE cup of HOT coffee on my desk, legs, and keyboard. :( It had a TON of French vanilla creamer in it, which equals BAD stink about 3. Coal wouldn't even come near me.


Monday, March 27, 2006
Appologies...
I have a confession.
I've been blaming the dog for my allergies. This morning... I woke up... sick!
Uhg. I almost wish it was the dog. Stupid Hot/ Cold, Hot/ Cold weather. Freaking kills me.
So yea, go see my renter, she's cool and she talks about walking on water, which is awesome.
Check out my doggie video cause I love her and she's pretty.
Leave me a comment!
I'm lonely today all alone in my lonely little office.


Sunday, March 26, 2006
Coal's Debut
This is my attempt at using YouTube.



Friday, March 24, 2006
New Tennant, just flew in from Outer Space!
Don't anger my new renter or she may beam you up to her space ship! The little green martians come out all over her site as truths from unknown territories. So, sit back, enjoy my site, then visit hers and partake of a martini and a martian.


It's the WEEKEND FOOLZ!
That's right! How excited am I, that I ....get to leave work....at 1. That's right, you heard me ...1. YEA ME!! I can't wait. No clue what we're going to do, but that's alright with me. I'm thinking go home and play with doggie dog. She's been deprived lately of affection. (yea right)

Everyone have a great weekend!


Thursday, March 23, 2006
How do you spell DORK in L33t speak?
omfgimsortgnofintish
:) haha
My husband has too much free time!


You Can't Go Back....Or Can You?
I tend to be one of those people whose lives revolves around cliches. I like cliches. They're comforting. Always there, always fitting for any situation, and easily accessed. One particular cliche that came around last night was "you can't go back" and also "you can never go home again." Both varieties found in the "graduated college now what" crowd. (Primarily in the 22-30 age range. And YES! I said 30! Engineering schools are hard and require more than 4 years no matter what anyone tells you!)


I'm going to break away from this completely serious and heartfelt blog entry for a moment to tell you internet readers that I just sucked coffee... HOT coffee ... up my nose and down into my lungs and I'm choking. Everytime I think I've got it under control, that's right! ... another choking session. GAWD! Don't my lungs know that I'm in an office with other people who don't want to hear me dying slowly.


*cough* *cough* (hacks up lung is literal translation)


I don't believe you can go back, but can you begin again? Is it possible to regain the close, deep, comforting friend relationships that you once had with friends after a long seperation? If you can, will it be dull in comparison to your past experiences with them? Would it be purely a recount of past experiences and emotions? Is it possible to rebuild and have new experiences and emotions and make new memories to be recounted at a later time?

I have no answer to the majority of these questions, but all of me hopes that good, new, exciting experiences can come from past friendships given a new coat of paint. "You make friends, you grow up and people move away" is a common cliche, but when those friends move back...well, I guess you just thank your lucky stars and take your second chance to make it the best time ever. (Only expecting and knowing that it won't last forever this time.)


*Raises coffee cup to the internet*

I propose a toast to new friendships. May we grow closer than we have ever been before. And may we remember what we had and appreciate it with all our hearts. Cheers to the old friends that made the move, the ones who haven't, the ones that will, and to the ones coming home.


Horror Scope...
Your Thursday Horoscope Paige!
Secrets you have been keeping are holding you back from popularity. While you need not lead a transparent lifestyle, a little less mystery could go a long way toward making people understand, and appreciate, the real you.
I have secrets? I want to be popular? I don't lead a transparent lifestyle? Mystery is alluring right? And do I care if people understand me?
The "real me" is giving the big middle finger to the "secret me." "Secret me" is pissed!


Wednesday, March 22, 2006
4paige

Spray Paint Skillz

by Husband



All Today Has To Offer....Humor
"lol jeans are like tigers very ellusive so its best not to go lookin for them just wait till u get lucky and run across a pair when u don't expect it
and shoot!"


Tuesday, March 21, 2006
My Dog Won't Have Fleas...
No parvo here folks, just one common everyday case of the worms. After a 200$ vet bill and one cranky, shot-ridden dog, Husband is on his way home. Doggy Dog also got her next round of shots, some sort of flea thing, and antibiotics for her worms. The vet said her distemper shot would give her a maltemper. NICE! As if she wasn't biting us enough, NOW she's going to be irritable. YEA! Between Husband's long horrible night's sleep and the dog's troubles I imagine I'm in for one hell of an evening.

Can't wait...


Nothing But The Second Best For My Family...
As I type my husband is on his way to the vet with Coal. Not the vet we had originally agreed upon, but the vet down the street from our house with the ragged yard, broken windows, vet in the basement type establishement. High class of course. Hopefully Coal doesn't have Parvo and hopefully it won't cost both Hubby's and my arms and legs. I really didn't expect her to be ill this soon in our relationship. I figured that would come much later.

Like I said... Nothing but the best in this household!


My Baby's Sick
Coal is pooing blood. :( It appears as though Husband is going to take her to the vet now. :( I hope she's alright. Her first doctor's visit without me. Probably for the best...


Monday, March 20, 2006
With Age Comes Wisdom Cynicism...
Are people generally self serving? Are humans truly geared only to survive and take care of number one? Is it their instinct to make themselves priority one? Mothers would say no, but does that then make mothers priority two? Would a mother say "ok, I'd do anything for my child, but after that I'll do anything to make myself succeed and prosper even at the cost of a another human being's feelings or life." I used to think that humans were primarily good people, seeking at all costs how best to help each other while not endangering any other humans. As I grow older my prospective changes. Humans, I believe, could quite possibly have been born completely evil and choose whether to sucomb to this feelings or grow beyond their instincts and hold concern for others. Parents can be held partly responsible for this "choice," but ultimately each individual must choose for themselves whether or not they want to be evil, vindictive, even deadly or NOT.

I hope I don't ever have to hear the comment, "I hope he dies while I'm in town. That way I can go ahead and go to the funeral" again.

Moral of the story...Looking out for number one can often be deadly to others.


Saturday, March 18, 2006
BYE BYE
I'd like to say thank you to my past renter, Southern Gal Goes North. Be sure to visit her again. New Renter coming soon! Welcome them with open arms. :)


Friday, March 17, 2006
DON'T FORGET!
Be sure to stop by my renter's place, A Southern Gal Goes North. She's got a cute lil poem there waiting on you. ;)


Puppies = Happiness
and just like that all my hostility is gone...


One of those weeks...
This has definately been one of those weeks. The weeks where you just wonder why you even bothered to get out of bed. Don't get me wrong, every part involving the dog or my husband has been a ton of fun...everything else...not really bad, but definately not good. Ok, Mainly I guess it was just tuesday, wednesday and thursday, just because it was irritating.

Tuesday, some friends of ours emailed to tell us that their child was diagnosed with cerebral palsy. Heartbreaking really. (All I'm going to say on that right now.) Then tuesday night, we had to go out to the Green to get the dog house from the Rent-In-Laws. So, we borrow a car from a girl who has become our friend but is not really an old, I know you better than most, kind of friend. (None of our other friends, the I know you better than most friends, were willing to let us borrow a vehicle or go out to the Green with us. And no, Allis, this isn't directed at you. You asked why I didn't ask you, then offered, then told me you were busy for the rest of the week, which is fine. Then you blew off our "girl's night" to sit at home and play poker with the boys, that kinda sucks. :) BUT, Like I said, completely not directed at you.) BUT, it wouldn't fit, so back to town we go at 11:00 at night because Hubby didn't get out of class till 9 and we had to have Rent-In-Law visitation time. The doghouse won't fit in an suv and requires a flatbed truck. Husband and I are out of options, so the Puppy's just been sleeping in the bathroom. Which is fine. Coal may never have a dog house, but we'll worry about that next winter. :) After we returned the car to our friend, we hung out for a while with her and her boyfriend (who is an old friend) and chatted. Good time had by all... or so I thought.

Wednesday, was completely great till about 9. At 9 my phone rings. Another of my, I know you better than most, friends. I actually did know her better than most though. We're talking high school friends, college roommates, lesbian lovers, the works basically. Hadn't talk to her in about a year and a half after she left town in the middle of the night, not bothering to tell any of her "I know you better than most friends." (Including her live in (then) bf/fiance' who is also a good friend of mine (Commenter Chad) or myself.) I called Christmas, but it didn't go well. Regardless, it was an ackward phone call. And...it seems... she hasn't changed. Which is sad. Because I love her and I want her to be happy, but part of me believes that she never will be. And I don't even begin to know why she's like she is. I have guesses, but what difference does it make at this point. It's got to be one of the hardest things on earth to watch someone crash and burn repeatadly and be helpless to control their actions, to stop them.

Thursday. My car died. Then my car restarted, I went to buy jeans. No luck. Then my car died again!! Stupid, stupid
!@##@@$^@$% I'll refrain from the explicit language I would prefer to use. At 9 Hubby left to go play poker, which is fine. BUT the earful he caught at poker about my stupid mouth (which I told a friend JOKINGLY! something and it has completely gotten back to the entire group of friends), that won't happen again. And evidentally our friends that we hung out with tuesday are mad because of something. Who knows. I can't keep up with that crowd and who's mad at who. Especially this week, basically I'm just too preoccupied with the baby having cerebral palsy and my manic depressive friend to worry about crappy childish he said/she said BS. I mean, get over it, like they never say anything that's even remotely rude, selfish, arrogant, or annoying. And to go through my husband. Sounds like to me it was a "get your woman in line, man" kind of comment and I DON'T PLAY LIKE THAT!

So yea, I'll take my "Doesn't Play Well With Others" shirt now and wear it with pride. :)


Thursday, March 16, 2006
Happy St. Patty's Day
Too Funny, In honor of St. Pat's


Good Fourtune...
"Live, think, and act for today,
tomorrow may be too late."
As seen on my fortune cookie at lunch.
Such wise words for such a small cookie.


You entered: 3/8/1981
Your date of conception was on or about 15 June 1980 which was a Sunday.
You were born on a Sundayunder the astrological sign Pisces.Your Life path number is 3.
Life Path Compatibility:You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 3, 6 & 9.
You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 2, 5 & 11.
You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 4, 7, 8 & 22.
The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2444671.
5.The golden number for 1981 is
6.The epact number for 1981 is 24.
The year 1981 was not a leap year.
Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 2/5/1981 and ending 1/24/1982.
You were born in the Chinese year of the Rooster.
The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 19 April 1981.
The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 26 April 1981.
The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 4 March 1981.
The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 7 June 1981.
The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 14 June 1981.
The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Tuesday, 29 September 1981.
The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Sunday, 19 April 1981.
The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 3 March 1981.

As of 3/16/2006 12:22:48 PM EST
You are 25 years old.You are 300 months old.
You are 1,305 weeks old.You are 9,139 days old.
You are 219,348 hours old.You are 13,160,902 minutes old.
You are 789,654,168 seconds old.
Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 3.57690802348337 years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)
There are 357 days till your next birthdayon which your cake will have 26 candles.
Those 26 candles produce 26 BTUs,or 6,552 calories of heat (that's only 6.5520 food Calories!) .You can boil 2.97 US ounces of water with that many candles.

In 1981 there were approximately 3.6 million births in the US.
In 1981 the US population was approximately 226,545,805 people, 64.0 persons per square mile.
In 1981 in the US there were 2,438,000 marriages (10.6%) and 1,219,000 divorces (5.3%)In 1981 in the US there were approximately 1,990,000 deaths (8.8 per 1000)
In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.
In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.

Your birthstone is Aquamarine The Mystical properties of Aquamarine
Aquamarine is often used to experience love and mercy. It is said to help ease depression and grief.Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Jade, Rock Crystal, BloodstoneYour birth tree is Weeping Willow, the Melancholy
Beautiful but full of melancholy, attractive, very empathic, loves anything beautiful and tasteful, loves to travel, dreamer, restless, capricious, honest, can be influenced but is not easy to live with, demanding, good intuition, suffers in love but finds sometimes an anchoring partner.

There are 284 days till Christmas 2006!There are 297 days till Orthodox Christmas!

The moon's phase on the day you wereborn was waxing crescent.

Wanna Try?


Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Interesting Concepts...
3 out of 12 of the American Idol contestants are not religious, ie not Christian. That's an interesting concept. And my deep thought? ... Why is that?... And is this a representation of America as a whole? ... 1/6 of the population is not religious (Christian)? ... time to contemplate.


Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Intelligent conversations...
Husband: "you dont SERIOUSLY think that we're gonna put our dog in a little chinese takeout box DO YOU? omg haha add a little soy sauce and a eggroll. that box is tiny small. "

"Chinese Takeout Box"

...And, yes. I do intend to put her in there. 6$ compared to 100$+....yes, she's going in the 6$ box. When she's full grown, we'll take about a nice one.


Drowning Puppies...on assident
The dog was fine last night in the rain. In fact, he LOVED it, much to my dismay. Husband had told me his intentions of making the dog a "swimming dog" right out of the petshop door. I, on the otherhand, intended to make the dog afraid of water so that I would have someone to sit on the dock with me and watch the others in the water. (I hate being in water, seriously, like even bath water, I'm a shower girl all the way!) This plan appears to be a no go. The nature of the dog seems to be overriding my wishes. Heh, I'll continue to have fun...on the side...alone...watching the turtles.

On a side notes, puppies can fit down storm drains in our neighborhood. Puppies are also not very good at jumping. Is it all adding up? huh? Let me help. Take 1 owner who's talking to a neighbor (that equals completely oblivious to the dog because I'm doing something else and we all know I can't do two things at once), 1 extremely long leash, 1 rather large open drain on the street, and 1 very clumbsy puppy who has rather poor jumping skills. That's right folks, that adds up to a whole mess of trouble. Coal and I are pleasantly walking along, I stop to talk to neighbors, she continues on, and the slack in the leash suddenly becomes non-exsistent and Coal is crying like a newborn baby. Uhg. Good thing this is a dog and not a child. Children generally aren't on leashes and what would I have done then??!!

Coal is safe and warm at home in her very, VERY makeshift doghouse. Remind me I need to show the pictures. HAH! We're good dog owners, REALLY!


Monday, March 13, 2006
OH NO!
OH NO! It's going to rain. WHAT am I going to do with the dog??!!

(And the rational self says, it's a dog, dogs can stay in the rain.)

She'll get wet!! Oh no!

(I know she can get wet, she's a dog.)

She's just a puppy. What if the lightening scares her?!!

(I've got to get over her being scared, so that she'll get over being scared.)

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggggggg! That's it, I'm leaving work early. Oh the sacrifices I make. ;)


Sunday, March 12, 2006
Our New Puppy
We have a new addition to the family. Our new puppy, Coal. :) She's the greatest dog ever. :) Coal is Australian Shepard and Lab. (And incredibly smart and beautiful.)



Saturday, March 11, 2006
NEW RENTER!!
I have a new tennant this week. Be sure to go visit her. A Southern Girl Goes North is a very fun blog, especially to this southern girl. She'll only be staying with us a short while, so be sure to visit her often. :) I'll give you a glass of sweet tea if you do. ;)


Friday, March 10, 2006
Great Googly Moogly
Google searches are great...someone did a search for "sesspool" and got my blog. Do you have any idea how exciting I find that??!! LOL...I mean, come on... SESSPOOL. That's just too good.


The Cards Have Spoken...
My Tarot Card Reading...


Happy Paige!
I still like my new layout. That's awesome. I completely expected to wake up this morning, get dressed, eat, drive to work, and look at it and go OMG! what have I done?!! LOL. I should really pick up a life along with my yogurts at the grocery store this evening.

Husband and I are having a party Sat. night. I'm kind of looking forward to it. Should be a ton of fun. We're having a Milk drinking competition. Who can drink a gallon of milk in an hour? The contest has been attempted before and failed, but made for hilarious pictures. Flickr should be shaking with excitment!


Thursday, March 09, 2006
New Layout!
Yea Me! I figured it out all on my own, with a few books and a few websites. Yea Me!

It still needs some work, but I'm finished for this evening. I have to go hangout with my hubby. :) (And watch American Idol.)


I Love Dorks!
An email from my husband who worked out too much:

"my chest hurts
not like heart attack, like muscle pain hurt
like the inside of my chest muscles either side of breastbone
O O
L
\___/
________
| :: | | :: | |

like that, the ::"

DORK!


Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Generous Dreamer
My renter over there tipped me off to this. I found it very interesting. It hit me dead on I believe. VERY Interesting.

Here is my report: Paige's Personal Dna Report

If you want to try: My Personal Dna Report


Excitment!
I'm about the happiest cat around that Huntsvegas has a roller Derby team. Dixe Derby Rollergirls. It's great, and I'm sooooooooooooo excited to go see their first game. As far as I can tell though they are just starting out. No ACTUAL games yet. You can go and watch practices at the Flying Monkey. AND IF you want to participate you can do that too, they're still looking for team members...hmmmm...taking out unused aggression on other females. I'm down with that, but I can't skate... OH and I'm a CHICKEN! :)


Birthday Girl!
It's my Birthday! Yea...:)

I got Birthday cake and butter pecan ice cream this morning. It was AWESOME! My coworkers surprised me. I wish I'd of taken a picture, but we all had our forks in it before I could even have snapped the shot. Sugar in the morning, nothing better, except coffee to go with it, which I also had.

So I'm going to get a bunch of work done now while I'm on my sugar high. :) I should complete this day's work in about 5 mins.


Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Commenter Chad
Dear Internet,
I would like to introduce you to an old, dear friend, Chad. Chad has personally taken it upon himself to respond to each blog entry I make. I appreciate his dedication. However, I would like the others who read this blog to comment also, so that his point of view is not the only point of view in my comments section. I very much respect your point of view, Commenter Chad, but your thoughts are beginning to make my blog Chad-Heavy. You need... my fellow readers, and I know you're out there...I can tell from my counter, to comment and help Chad out.

So, In an effort to aide my readers in commenting, I have a question for the day:

Tomorrow is my birthday, What should I do? Where should I eat? (I'm so not cooking.)
(We've rented movies the past three nights, I can't handle another bad movie.) What would be the most kick ass birthday night for you guys? (I still have to work.)

So ANSWER ME! Enlighten me! (And yes, this means you too Commenter Chad!)

With love to the Internet and Commenter Chad,
Your humble blog writer,
Paige


Monday, March 06, 2006
My Deep Thoughts On My Weekend
Husband and I got in a little tiff Saturday afternoon, for OBVIOUSLY no reason. That’s how most of them start, for no apparent reason. This particular time…my husband wasn’t talking enough. That’s right. Usually he never shuts up and I complained that he wasn’t talking. What is wrong with me??!! So downhill from there we went asses over elbows.

A little back story…
Thursday night I went out with some friends and we had a few drinks. Everything was fine. Then when I got home Hubby was definitely not pleased with my behavior. Friday, feeling slightly under the weather due to my “festivities” from the night before, he seemed to grow even more irritated. Friday night, Hubby threw me a Surprise Birthday Party. What should have been soooooooooo much fun, which I STILL think it was, turned out to be just a big angry mess, with me to blame. Evidentially it was very rude of me to drink on the night before my surprise party.

Yes, that’s right.

It’s my fault that I went out the night before I had plans that I knew nothing about.

How inconsiderate of me to leave my husband and go out and play, oh….wait….my husband wasn’t home. My husband was out playing poker, just like EVERY Thursday night.

So, basically I left the laundry unfolded, because I soooo cooked him dinner before I left.

Finally it comes out, however, that Hubby is not mad that I went out, BUT that I had MORE FUN Thursday night than I did Friday night on the party he had worked so hard to put together.

It was an AWESOME party with some really fantastic people and I had SO much fun. Not once, I repeat, NOT ONCE did I say I had more fun Thursday than Friday. It would be like choosing between children. I had a ton of fun at both events.

Basically, we agreed that I was sorry for unknowingly ruining my own surprise party at which I had a ton of fun, and that he was selfish and then we spent the entire day with his family. (In a sick way, I think this was my punishment. He just had to get me back.)

Rather than continue our wonderful time together, after family time of course, we got some food and headed out to the house. There we met some friends and began partying again.  (For those of you counting, yes, that’s three days now.)

Yesterday I did a pile of laundry that could literally touch the ceiling. 8 ft straight up. I have no idea how it got that bad.

My parents stopped by though, to drop off a birthday present and take us to lunch. That too was interesting.

A few weeks ago my mother and I had held a discussion about some chargers, pretty plates you place underneath your actual dining plates, she really wanted. I told her to go buy them, but that I didn’t really see any use for them. She asked me if I would like some. (Haha…already you can tell she’s listening.) I said, “Mom, my plates are square. (The chargers were round.)NO.” I didn’t think anything else about it.

My birthday present: Gold Chargers and money (How thoughtful!)

Good Ole Mom! (I sent her home with them. She’s keeping them by the way. Going to use them at Christmas.)

So all in all this is one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time. It was A TON of fun, yet, very confusing. How can something be fun and depressing all at the same time?

I really enjoyed seeing all of my friends at my birthday party. It was so great to see faces I haven’t seen in forever, but it made me sad to think that may be the last time I would see them for a while, not to mention how some may be moving away, and how other faces are missing and why other faces are missing.

So basically at this point, I plan to dig a hole, crawl in it, and die!

Just Kidding!! ;)


Oh Dear Me!
Dear Me! is my second renter and is axiously awaiting your visit. Unlike my site, her blog has been updated in the past few days. :/

;) Bare with me, I've had birthday festivities. (Mainly Family) I did have a surprise party Friday night though. They got me good!! Thanks guys!(And there was ice cream cake.) And then there was another party on Saturday night. (Just cause of course.) hehe

Details later...


Friday, March 03, 2006
LMAO


New Tennant, make her feel at home!
Be Sure to visit my new guest DEAR ME...
Go take a look :)
over there...scroll down... :)


I didn't see that one coming.
Last night was an interesting night. Husband's usual poker game took place at a friend's house and I was at home alone, attempting to be domestic. I had laundry going and I was about to embark on vacuuming, when as a passing thought I told a friend, "Let's go to the mall." And the evening progressed from there. How a trip to the mall gets rerouted to a bar. I'll never understand. (Other than the fact that Huntsville is lame and their mall closes at 9.) But a fun evening was had by all, though this morning I'm semi regretting it. I really had a lot of housework to do, but if either of the friends I was with last night read that they would say that I was "Totally Whipped and LAME!" (I'm not, I just like things clean. Husband could care less.)

I would, however, like to give a great big THANK YOU to the "boys." I really appreciated them coming to get us. (I got distracted talking and the more I talked the thirstier I got.) :) BUT SERIOUSLY! I just don't do that...so cut me some slack.

So, can I go to bed now instead of working? ;) Crap, I just remembered I have a waitress story. Typing is far too much work right now though.


Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Long post...Prepare yourself.
About 4 or 5 years ago around this time of year I was sitting in a communications class in college. In this class I wrote a communications study about my friend group at the time (much of whom are still my primary friend group). This "communication study" was supposed to look into how each student interacted with their friend base and then annalyze that by using the vocabulary in the chapter, basically.

Mine, however... turned into an actual study in human nature and group interactions. I got an A on the project, but I also got strange looks for the rest of the semester AND my teacher offered to give me the name of SEVERAL counselors.

My study was on my group's process of NIX/ OFFER. (Also the name of my paper, just as a side note because did I mention that I got an A on it?!!) This is a phrase our group created to make decisions. If you have a decision to make within the group and several options have been offered but you, being one of many, don't want to do it, you Nix it. BUT in line with the plan you have to offer something. So, for example: You have a group of 10 people. One announces that he wants to go eat. 5 more people agree to that. now you have 6 of 10 and a majority. So, they're going to eat. Now where. One person announces McDonald's, another nixes McDonald's (probably me, I hate McDonald's) so now they have to offer somewhere else. The person that nixed, offers IHOP. Someone else nixes IHOP, they offer Applebee's.

See how it work?!! It works well when put into action.

The part where my teacher offered my names of counselors comes in when after class, after my brilliant presentation, she pulls me off to the side to have a conversation.

"Paige, I'm worried about your friends. It seems you guys have created a bubble which no one could ever penetrate. What's going to happen when you want to include a new member to the friend group? What happens when exsisting friends move away?"

So of course the time, this is what it sounded like, "blah blah blah...blah blah blah...blah."

Now, however, having had friends from the group move away and new members being added I completely understand what she was saying. BUT...and this is a big but. It didn't matter. Wait...Did I just say that my teacher didn't know what she was talking about? ... Yes, I believe I did.

Where she thought that we would have the inability to grow and change and expand as a group, that hasn't happened. Not only has our group expanded, but we are such a close knit group that even the members who have moved away are still "close" to us. Our processes within that group haven't changed, they've been adopted by the new group memebers. Everything that my teacher was worried about, hasn't happened.

Until now...

Up until now each new introduced person has been male. (That's right, oops, didn't see that one coming.) Now, all of the single, male members want to introduce females. So, the females have to fit in with the other pre-exsisting females in the group. uh-oh. Here in lies the problem. So the males are faced with this description from us female memebers, "You have to find a girl that we'll all like, then if you like her, fantastic." Ouch. I mean, we have the nerve to say that we have to like her, in fact, love her in order for the male member to even date her? Who the hell are we!! Well, We're the girls of the group and that's our right because those guys are in our care and have been for years.

Maybe we do have some emotional issues....surprise, surprise.

But as a side note, new girl introduced, new girl accepted. so AWESOMENESS! More on this later.




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