Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Men are from Mars Women are from Venus

I never read that book but my friend told me a story last night and it sounded like this book. Ok, so lets call them Wilma and Fred. The Flintstones have been married for 25+years and live in Pratt. Pratt received 28 inches of snow one weekend, however, they had plans to go out of town. Here is a visual:




Fred, like the manly man he is, sees the snow as no big deal and digs out the car. Wilma periodically glances out the window to check on Fred, and once when she looked out she noticed the car was gone. Fred (and the car) were gone for some time, so she decided to look down the road to see if the car was stuck in the snow or something. Much to her surprise, she sees Fred walking down the street. Where is the car? Wilma asked. Fred said, Well, I made it up to the highway, so I left the car there and thought we would just walk up to the highway when we are ready to leave. There are a few problems with this:

1. There is NOTHING packed in the car
2. Since there is NOTHING packed in the car, they have to lug all of their belongings in the snow to their car
3. If Fred was able to make it out once, surely he could do it again, why in the hell did he leave the car at the highway????

so, Wilma, the sweet person she is, unhappily totes her suitcase, purse and other items 6+ blocks to meet her chariot that is waiting for her at the highway. Needless to say, Fred was in the doghouse!!

Monday, April 13, 2009

Friends

So here I am freaking out about an upcoming hearing, and to calm my nerves, need a bit of "fun" reading. Here is an excerpt from one of my other blogs and I felt I needed to share this:

"One of my most valuable lessons I have learned: that love is a verb. It is a lesson I have thought about frequently of late. That we must make time for our friends and the people we love. That thinking about them, and meaning to call, and assuming they know that we love them, is not enough. That true friendship requires the same as all relationships: acts of love. Small things: phone calls to let someone know we are thinking about them; making the effort to drop in chicken soup when they are sick, instead of telling them to call if they need anything; doing what we can to let them know they are appreciated."

While I agree with this, I have to give a shout out to all of my friends that I have a true understanding with that we do not need to call each other every week, or even every month for that matter, but yet we are still good friends. We will be there for each other when we need one another, yet, we will not hold a grudge if one drops off the face of the earth for a few months. They know me inside and out, accept all of my flaws, and when we get together we can catch up just like it was yesterday since we talked. These friendships are priceless to me.

Another person that I would love to talk to daily, but neither of us have the time is my mother. We can talk for hours and truly appreciate our limited time we have together. As I mature, I appreciate her more and more and pray God does not take her from me prematurely because I still need her guidance.

Reach out to someone you love and brighten their day!!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Things that have annoyed me today

1. I still cannot wear makeup.
2. Several people have commented they didn't even notice I was sans makeup. Seriously, I thought it did ALOT for me. I know, I should take it as a compliment.
3. I have received two letters addressed to Mr. Red. Use Google folks, it will only take .002 seconds to determine I am of the female kind.
4. I had to talk to tech support - in the Philippines. Need I say more???
5. He asked what I did - told him I was a divorce lawyer. He said that was an unusual profession. I think his English was a bit off - don't believe he meant to say "unusual".
6. I bought a new printer and lucky me...it came with a corrupt install disk. I was pooping my pants when I saw FATAL ERROR on my screen. Got it fixed. All is well.


Let's not focus on the negative, now that these ideas are off my chest I can move on. ONE GOOD THING: My roommate or cat doesn't have pink eye... yet. YES!! AND ONE MORE.....our taxes are done and we get money back!!!! I of course had plans to spend it (on the house) but the responsible half of the household said he has plans to save it. Boring.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

CRITICS CORNER

So my roommate is absolutely disgusted that I posted not so appealing photos of myself. I thought it was funny, but some of you may not, so I am begging you faithful seven followers (actually 8, my mom reads but is not a "follower"), please do not be turned off. I promise to not gross you out for another few months.

Its Official, I am a Devil

My transformation began on Sunday





and was in full force Tuesday



Ain't I purdy???

Friday, April 3, 2009

Apology long overdue

DEAR MOOMSIE:

I AM SO DEEPLY SORRY FOR NOT ALLOWING YOU TO USE THE RESTROOM WITHOUT BARGING IN ON YOU FOR THE FIRST 18+ YEARS OF MY LIFE. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY THE EMERGENCIES OF MY LIFE SEEMED TO HIT WHILE YOU WERE TRYING TO GO PEE. MY SINCERE APOLOGIES AND I PROMISE TO BREAK FREE OF THIS AWFUL HABIT.

You are probably thinking, what the hell?? Well, when Mickey and Minnie were visiting I felt like my mother. I could not go to the bathroom in peace. No matter what bathroom I chose, they would come a'knockin. All I wanted to do was go to the bathroom and I couldn't as they would interrupt me and then my body was all messed up from the shock of fingers under the door, "Aunt Red, what are you doing", or just the door opening up wide. Paybacks are hell, my friends, because I continually did this to my mother. AND I did it the ENTIRE time I lived with my parents. So Mom, here it is, the long overdue apology. LOVE YOU!!!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

For the Record

If I ever become a Judge, I swear that I will not be an absolute bitch to the attorney's who are doing pro bono work.

The end.