Long Time, No See

I can't believe it's been so long since I last posted. I swear I mean to do better. It's just been mad crazy here.

First up, the office move. Our office is condensing to a smaller quadrant of the building and extra floor space is to be rented out. They originally told us that this move would take place on the 24th of this month. Fine. No problem. Then, they decided to change everyone around in "Phases", so my move date was bumped up to the 19th. Again, no biggie. A bit more of a time crunch seeing as how this included emptying a whole friggin' file room (I think I already mentioned how much work THAT is. Bah.) But, hey, done. I can handle it. Not a day later, they send us an e-mail that we will be moved that Monday. As in the 16th. Not cool, people. Not cool. But, here I am settled in my new and smaller cubicle. Yippee.

There are a couple of other really big things going on, but they're not anything I am ready to put out on the net. Maybe later, but not yet. Suffice to say, they've been keeping me awake at night. Frustration and exhaustion. Wonderful.

So, story time? Sure, why not?

Pretty much everyone I know has had an experience from their childhood that will forever be burned in their mind. Me? I have maaaaaany. One such incident, which I canNOT believe I am about to put into words that can be used against me later on, took place in my own yard. I was probably about 7 or so. Young enough that I was wearing jelly shoes. It was summer time and the weather, as always scorching. My mom was working out in the yard and had set up the water sprinkler for me to play in.

After a while, I had to go inside for something or other and when Mom found out that I had traipsed in her clean house, soaking wet and dripping... hmmm, reamed would be a good word for what she did. She issued that ultimatum that every mom uses, "If you go inside ONE MORE TIME, you STAY in!" Therefore, when I needed to go pee a bit later, I decided to find a place outside to relieve the urge, so that I could go right back to my joyful day of sprinkler fun (HaHaHaHa! She said 'sprinkler' in a pee story! HaHaHa!). The place I chose? A tree, naturally. Only, this tree was in the side yard of the house. In other words, VERY VISIBLE TO THE NEIGHBORS. Not that I cared, hell, I just didn't want to get stuck in the house.

Low and behold, Mom came around the corner just as I was letting the juice loose. I'll never forget how that little conversation went.

Mom- " You better not be doing what I think you are doing!"
Me- "What do you think I'm doing?" (Because, you know, surely she couldn't figure out why the shorts were around my ankles or anything.)
Mom- "I am going to BEAT you. Get in the house!"



And now, because I am fresh out of things to write about, a gratuitous shot of Andy scratching a cow.

Now What?

I've been told recently that I need to update this blog more often. Hil is right. There's just an issue with all the updatey-ness. See, I have a problem coming up with things to blog about. I don't want to get on here and bore everyone, so I feel like I should have some sort of story when I do post. Unfortunately, I'm running out of stories.

The most interesting aspect of my life right now is work. Our office is being rearranged and I have to move to a new cubicle. Even though my new home is going to be smaller, I look forward to the move. I love change. And the chance to reorganize my space and get a fresh start. It's a lot of work because I am losing some major filing space (like a whole freakin' room), but a lot of the old stuff has been sent offsite and is now out of the way. Which, whew, that offsiting mess has taken me WEEKS of half-hearted work and devotion.

So, to amuse you- I will do the MeMe that Hily tagged everybody for. I know, it's probably already been done in the past on here, but unless you want to hear about the astonishing rate of growth of my arm hair, you'll read it and be happy.

3 People Who Make Me Laugh
1) Andy
2) Steve Carrell (Havee you SEEN The Office. OMG.)
3) Howard Stern

3 Things I Hate
1) Infertility
2) Needles
3) Beans

3 Things I Don't Understand
1) Why money DOESN'T grow on trees
2) Why fudgesicles are not a food group
3) Why my arm hair is growing longer

3 Things I Am Doing Right Now
1) Typing
2) Avoiding Work
3) Gazing At Freakishly Long Arm Hair

3 Things I Want To Do Before I Die
1) Go to Europe
2) Be Debt Free
3) Renew My Wedding Vows On The Beach

3 Things I Am Able To Do
1) Spreadsheets Like Nobody's Business
2) Laugh At Myself
3) Drive a Taxi

3 Words to Describe Me
1) Loud
2) Open
3) Optimistic

3 Things I Cannot Do
1) Fly
2) Save Money
3) Dance

3 Things I Want To Learn
1) The Salsa
2) Speed Reading
3) How To Print My Own Money

3 Favorite Foods
1) Onion Blossom Thingy
2) Jason's Deli's Pollo Mexicano Baked Potato
3) Steak

3 Beverages I Drink Regularly
1) Coke
2) My Momma's Tea
3) Propel Water

3 Shows I Watched As A Kid
1) Family Ties
2) Smurfs
3) Growing Pains

I won't bother adding the "3 People I Tag" cause most everybody's done this. But, if you haven't feel free.

Enough with the Sentimental Crap... Almost

The last post took a lot out of me emotionally. It was very difficult to relive and put into words what happened that day. The comments that everyone left buoyed my spirit when I truly needed it. Again. You all are stupendous.

Surfing through old posts, looking for additional comments (cause yeah, I'm desperate for attention like that), I found questions that SillyHily had left for me regarding what I like most and least about my city. For me, those are fairly simple to answer.

First, what do I like most- obviously, family and friends. I can't stand the idea of moving away from everyone that is important in my life. My momma, my best gals, even *cough, gag, hack* my sisters and in laws. (Kidding, I love my sisters. We are all just complete opposites and don't often see eye to eye). It’s scary to think of facing life and new challenges without my support team by my side.

Also, I cherish being in a big city. No, I'm not a party girl or anything, but it's wonderful to have so much to do and plenty to see. I appreciate having museums, parks and historical attractions that I will one day be able to share with my child. The people for the most part are friendly and helpful. Though, we definitely have our share of hate and violence, which is obviously not an upside, but frankly that's a disadvantage in every large metropolitan area across America.

Now, what do I like least? Easy, I am a proud Southerner, but also... a Democrat and the two don't always mix well. This is the Bible Belt for a reason, and therefore, Republicans and fanatical religious wingnuts (that's said with love, people) abound in great numbers. It's hard to feel like the country is progressing when you live in a place where the word homosexual is still practically a curse word. My ideaologies certainly aren't the norm for this area.

I've had dreams of moving one day. Preferably to a house like this:

Or this (by the way, this is the GUEST house, as Andy didn't realize he was missing the main house when snapping the pic):
(If you're wondering, these pics were taken while on vacation. They are just a couple of the houses in the neighborhood where Andy's aunt and uncle live. We call it PARADISE.)

But, let's face it, not likely. So, left with all the other options, we've considered moving to somewhere outside of the US of A. Of course, nothing is going to happen for several decades, I'm sure. I figure since that's the case, I better appreciate what I do have and where I live.