Friday Afternoon Advice

~ Always check your stall for toilet tissue.

~ Challenge restroom girl and WIN!

~ Try to avoid the restroom talker.

Am I the only person that doesn’t like to talk to someone while I’m using the facilities? I’m like come on! I’m takin a piss here save the chitter chatter till after I’m off the pot mkay!  

Reasons I Love Facebook

Full on STALK mode! A covert method of investigating using facebook. Good for discovering a wealth of information about people you don’t actually know.

Being able to stalk people without having to hide behind bushes and being creepy (lets face it no matter how you stalk, it’s still creepy). Fb stalking comes in handy when you’re dating. I’ve done my fair share of fb stalking these past years. It’s like the world’s new background check. You google someone’s name and their fb page is the first thing that comes up.  

Weird Dreams Again Last Night

Last night I dreamt of my grandmother, Nanny. She had grown her hair out long, a little bit past her shoulders, and was smoking a cigarette. I tried to talk to her but I couldn’t without crying. She said, “You always cry when you talk to me” she looked mad or disappointed. I just thought, it’s because I miss my grandfather so much.

I was in a car with two members from The Quaildogs. We were listening to the radio and one of them was trying to pick a station. I heard the beginning of a song and said, “keep it here I like this song” and then we all realized it was them playing “Fine By Me”. We all started getting excited! So now that song has been stuck in my head all morning. Which is "fine by me", it’s my favorite. 

I Can Be Such A Hater

A couple of things that bother me at work:

Why would “bathroom girl” regularly come up to me and say, “Hey, did I get anything from FedEx today?”…UM NO don’t I always tell you when you receive a package? If it means that much to you, have the FedEx guy call YOU when your packages arrive. No need for a middleman cut me out. Then she follows it up with an email, “let me know when my package arrives ASAP”…Again I ALWAYS DO!

People are constantly walking in and out of the door (that is right behind me). It’s loud! There is constant commotion behind my cube. Whether it is the morning/mid day/afternoon chit chatter that congregates literally RIGHT BEHIND ME or just people having NOTHING better to do other than walk up and down the halls RIGHT BEHIND ME! I seriously think this one rep just has nothing better to do other than look for his palls and chit chat. Don’t these people understand I’m trying to slack off, internet and blog? Privacy please! It’s just constant traffic behind my cube. I swear people aren’t working; they are finding excuses to get up and walk around.

Everyone is always coughing or clearing their throats around me. Mr. Coughy not only coughs and clears his throat every other second, I’m not exaggerating, but he’s just a loud talker. He has an office so he could totally shut his door. A research team member moved next to me because it was too loud near her and she too is constantly clearing her throat. The new guy, whom is totes frat-tastic, drives me up the wall. He is making calls for our research team and it’s like listening to nails on a chalkboard. NAILS ON A CHALKBOARD! The guy is not only pushy, but he stutters and does NOT go off the script! Non-sense. His voice and banter on these calls is putrid to my ear holes. Work forbid he be sitting at his desk when there’s a conversation going on near him. He gets up, walks to it and butts himself right into the conversation. And far be it for anyone to bless me after I sneeze. So rude, I bless people, but I never get a bless you!

Vent-Friday. I’m very thankful for my job and opportunities given, but sometimes I end up asking myself “why don’t these people work” or “stop coughing” These people can’t really have to cough that much. Let us not forget the constant flow of calls I get a day of people filled with stupidity and wanting me to assist their every move to order. It’s really not that hard people. 

Because When You Turn 30 You’re Old

A friend and I decided that we wanted to put something creative together for a couple of our male friends turning 30 this past weekend. After throwing back a few ideas we finally decided on a basket full of…things…We wanted it to be funny but classy.

We started off with these simple ingredients:

(1) Men’s Health Magazine, added pluses - the gorgeous Zac Efron was on the May issue and who doesn’t go mad over Zac Efron? Male or Female? It had an add for Nuts on the back with the headline “Nut’s Health” which I thought was hilarial. 

(2) Foam bottles of Rogaine, for laughs.

(2) Werther’s Originals, because old people always have these on hand.

(2) Tums with breath freshener, because as we get older we have to get rid of that heartburn that always be creepin up messin with our party style.

(4) On-the-Go, party to poolside, Wine packets. Yeah we totally did and they are awesome.

(6) Dewars liquor bottles, an apparent fave of the 30^th up and comers.

(2) Wallet armbands, because we’re old and we loose stuff, this won’t make it so easy. (thrown in by my twin sissy)

(1) Basket.

Fill the basket with some paper as filler and you got yourself a GIFT!

From the very beginning we wanted to do a 30 shape with pictures. I didn’t have as many as I liked, but I did find some classics and put them into a 30 template (as good as I possibly could). They seemed to like it. I glued that onto a ribbon and tied that around the outside of the basket.

I thought it to be a hit. Even though we waited until much booze was drank, they seemed to be pleased and happy over the sentiment.  

Some Traditions Just Don't Hold True...For Me

I’m super superstitious (stupersticious). I kiss the roof of my car when I go under a yellow light, I don’t use white lighters (plain white), if you were to send me a chain letter saying I was to send to 15 people or else someone I loved would die I would obey and I ALWAYS kiss the clock on same digits times (speaking of which, what time is it?).

I’ve gotten better, but I still conform to these silly rituals on a daily basis. Even after certain traditional superstitions don’t hold true. I caught the bouquet at my brother and sissy in law’s wedding. The traditional superstition says the one to catch the bouquet will be the next to get married. Well wouldn’t it be just my luck that I’ve been single for 3 years and have watched a ton of friends wed since I caught this bouquet?

It’s not just me. My twin sissy caught the bouquet at my cousin’s wedding about 2 years ago and she’s still a single old maid herself. Maybe it’s just us? 

Gardening...Is Not My Thing But...

Boy did our yard need some work! It was totally over grown with some, pretty, but out of control shrub bush. I enlisted the help of my mother, because my Auntie was busy, and we set forth to getting our area in order. Started in the AM and ended in the PM with legs hurtin up until now, 5 days later.

We spent most of our time pulling out bushes, but eventually got to plant. I don’t know how it’ll turn out but I’m excited to see the result. I know that I probably won’t get to see the Cilantro, Lavender and Billy Buttons I planted until the year 2014. But I think it’ll be well worth the wait *Fingers Crossed*. We also planted some Basil, Lemon Balm (for dem cold sores) and a pretty pink/green plant that Sissy picked out.

A short break for lunch and a trip to My Favorite Place (antique store) in search of a bench for the side of our house (where we did most the work). It’ll serve a nice place to sit and read or contemplate in the springtime/fall. I like the way this is going. Hopefully we can keep up with the plants and order. 

It's Been A While

Sorry it’s been so long since I’ve last blogged. I guess I just haven’t had the patience to write. I always have a lot on my mind, and sometimes even a lot going on, but am too lazy or unmotivated to think it into something interesting to blog. That being said, I’m happy I now have 14 followers : ) I don’t know how it happened, but it makes me happy.

I can give a run down of things that have been going on with me. 1) I’ve been slowly but surely reading the book that Gypsy gave me for Baptism. It’s very inspiring. The older I’ve gotten I’ve realized I haven’t been as thankful for the little things, that God gives, that I should be and how easy it is to forget. I’m trying to be thankful every day. For the little things, and I’ve started my list of 1000 gifts. It’s amazing realizing the little things around you that you are to be thankful for. It puts things in perspective. I know there have been times when I’ve felt sorry for myself, but there’s really no reason to ever feel that way. Look around. Life is pretty damn good! 2) I’ve had an up hill battle with my hair. I bought a 2-1 straighter and curler. All my life I’ve wanted curly hair, but God did not grace me with that gift. He did however grace me with the tools to manipulate my hair to do so (note: 1000 gift entry – a curling iron). I wasn’t using it right. For a month I would put these curls in my hair and 30 minutes later they were dead flat. I’ve figured it out and I think I got it right. I love my curls...when they stick (note: 1000 gift entry – curls). 3) This will be the last because I do everything in sets of 3’s. I’ve got an exciting month coming up. May brings the Savage Family Reunion, a birthday party and a shower. I’ll be helping out my Aunt at the reunion this weekend. I’m racking my brain to figure out a “boy’s” silly creative gift and working hard at putting together a “photo booth” for the shower. I’m so excited about the photo booth. I hope it works out.

With all that said it’s going to be a busy month. Let us not forget Mother’s Day. My mother is so great and good, almost to a fault at times. I’ve got to think of something to show her how much I appreciate her.

As I’m writing this blog a co-worker comes up to me and asks me to scan some documents for her. I wonder to myself why she’s asking ME when her assistant is sitting right next to me in his cubicle. Anyways, I say I’ll do it with a smile on trying to be a “team player”. It’s easier to just shut up sometimes and take the grunt than get angry and complain. Happy Friday!