Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I've been tagged.....

Mel- Are you shocked that I agreed to participate in your Tag request?? I'm equally as shocked.

8 TV Shows I watch:
1. Grey's
2. Desperate Housewives
3. The Office
4. Project Runway
5. Montel (Sylvia Brown Wed.-what! what!)
6. Boston Legal
7. Nip/Tuck
8. Dr. 90210

8 Favorite Restaurants:
1. Bob's Steak and Chop
2. Iguana Joe's
3. Nobu
4. La Duni
5. Fireside Pies
6. Joe T Garcias
7. Javier's
8. Jaspers

8 Things that happend to me today:
1. Woke up late
2. Realized I forgot to change out my laundry last night
3. Finished packing for San Fran! (Leave this afternoon!)
4. Got jacked up on Mountain Dew
5. Finalized onboarding of some new hires
6. Checked my facebook, myspace, mel's blog
7. Caught the Security Guard checking me out when I went to the potty
8. Checked out the new zit on my face (will I ever grow out of adolescence??!)

8 Things I look forward to:
1. San Fran with Mark! Woo-hoo
2. All the yummy food I'm about to eat
3. Beginning to train for Marathon 09
4. Being reunited with my precious Hucky bear at the end of the week
5. Next Girl's Night-Love you Kim, Court, Mel, Whit, Mich, Andrea, James
6. Mimi to get back in town
7. Catching up with old friends
8. The Future-it's lookin pretty bright to me!

8 Things I wish for:
1. An Escalade from Mark (inside joke)
2. That Huck would get his bladder under control
3. A shopping spree!
4. My dad to come out of his surgery-healthy and cancer free
5. A maid
6. A hippopotomus or a kangaroo
7. My hair to magically grow 8 inches
8. A stronger faith in the Lord

Monday, December 29, 2008

9 Goals for 2009


I love the concept of New Year's Resolutions. It's a chance to start over; a chance to redeem yourself. If you had a really crappy year, it's a brand new beginning-- a fresh start! 2008 was, how should I put this?? It was a TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD YEAR! Now, to give 2008 a little credit, there was some good in it, especially in the last few months, but for the most part, it was a bad banana with a greasy black peel or an appalling dump heap overflowing with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable, mangled up in tangled up knots....Okay Okay, I'll stop now.

So...here's to a New Year and another chance for us to get it right! 9 Resolutions for 2009

1.) Train and Run a marathon--White Rock 2009. Here I come!

2.) Cook at least once a week. I'll never learn if I don't practice. Like for example, now I know you have to COOK the pasta noodles when making Chicken spaghetti-who knew??

3.) Balance my check book (on my nose). Only kidding--be better with my money. Save 10% of what I make this upcoming year. Which means-less trips to Target :(

4.) Weekly card giving-Send out a card a week to a friend-via snail mail, not email. I have never been the best friend I could be. Hopefully this will keep me in contact with those I love and miss.

5.) Stop writing LOL after I hear something funny on the computer. That is SOO 10 years ago!

6.) Join a Women's Bible Study-which will keep me accountable in reading the Bible.

7.) Stop mailing drier lint to the kid who dumped me in 2nd grade.

8.) Let go of grudges and MOVE ON! Forgive others and forgive myself. Appreciate the lessons I have learned-the harder the trial-the bigger the lesson. Learn from my mistakes and the mistakes of others. Listen to the advice of the people who love me- but make decisions for myself. Realize what I am worth and what I deserve. Realize what those around me deserve from me- and be that for them. Have a glass is full type of attitude. Count my blessings! Enjoy life!

9.) Be a better me-plain a simple.

Monday, December 15, 2008

I miss my Buddy today....


My sweet angel. You are missed and I still love you.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Crossroads

I've got nothing on my mind: nothing to remember,
Nothing to forget. and I've got nothing to regret,
But I'm all tied up on the inside,
No one knows quite what I've got;
And I know that on the outside
What I used to be, I'm not anymore.

You know I've heard about people like me,
But I never made the connection.
They walk one road to set them free
And find they've gone the wrong direction.
But there's no need for turning back
`cause all roads lead to where I stand.
And I believe I'll walk them all
No matter what I may have planned.

Can you remember who I was? can you still feel it?
Can you find my pain? can you heal it?
Then lay your hands upon me now
And cast this darkness from my soul.
You alone can light my way.
You alone can make me whole once again.

We've walked both sides of every street
Through all kinds of windy weather.
But that was never our defeat
As long as we could walk together.
So there's no need for turning back
`cause all roads lead to where we stand.
And I believe we'll walk them all
No matter what we may have planned.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Typical Cheesy "What I am Thankful for" Thankgiving Blog


Yes I know it's cheesy, but even in a year like I have had (which it has been a crazy year) there is still so much that I am thankful for and feel the need to express.



  • I am thankful for having an IT department that doesn't monitor and/or restrict websites during work hours such as blogspot, facebook, myspace etc.

  • I am thankful for being the worst cook in my family, thus leaving me to forever be the "bring paper plates and soda" person.

  • I am thankful for having a loving and accepting family. The type of family that picks you up when you fall, dusts you off then gives you a gentle shove to keep going.

  • I am thankful I have a brother who is a Baptist Minister. It makes me look GREAT. If I ever feel like people are questioning my integrity, I simply mention that my brother is a minister and they assume, since we are blood, that I must have the integrity of a Ordained Baptist Minister as well. (That's what you get for assuming people!)

  • I am thankful for the true friendships. I am the world's worst friend. I forget to call on birthdays, I never answer my phone, I'm always late to the party etc. etc. The funny thing is though, regardless of how horrible of a friend I am; I have the BEST friends anyone could ever hope for. I have friends that took me into their home when I had nowhere to go; friends that have brought me dinner when I was too down to eat; friends that require that we party even though our hearts may be hurt; friends that will indulge in a great cheeseburger with me; throw me a birthday party; and most importantly, I have friends that have been constantly praying for me.

  • I am thankful for my boyfriend's taste in restaurants. I have NEVER eaten so good! (Although I have gained 7 lbs in the last 3 months--I wonder why??) But that's not the only reason I am thankful for him. He's there for me and takes the good along with the bad. Even though, the bad often out weighs the good. I am thankful for his patience and his friendship. I appreciate him.

  • I am thankful for my job--that I even have a job during this awful economic time. Besides, if I get fired, I will be firing myself :)

  • I am thankful for the Twilight Series. I now love vampires. I mean like REALLY love them. It's a sickness.

  • I am thankful for Grey's Anatomy. Even though it's getting really ridiculous with Denny coming back as a Ghost. Anyone agree with me that they need knew writers??

  • I am thankful I haven't gotten a single speeding ticket this year. Woo Hoo! I must have my cop mojo back....for I while I wasn't able to flirt/cry/beg my way out of a ticket. Go figure??

  • I am thankful for my sweet Savior Jesus--who never left my side this year.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

What a simple and perfect piece of advice?


I am buying this poster!

Can we say....Hottie???




TOLD YOU SO!!!!!! That's my girl! I am oh so proud!

Friday, November 21, 2008

These Are A Few of My Favorite Things....

I am a big believer in the saying "it's the little things that count". So I just thought I would come up with a list of a few of the "little" things that make me happy:

  • A great parking space
  • Oatmeal Raisin Cookies
  • Expensive Make-up
  • Disney Princesses
  • Tanning Beds
  • Refried beans
  • Swinging on a swingset
  • Sleeping in Big T-shirts
  • Comfy hotel beds
  • Pranks
  • Sour Patch Kids
  • Purple Tulips
  • Broadway
  • My sweet pee-happy puppy
  • Scrapbooking
  • 50% off at Hobby Lobby
  • VictoriasSecret.com
  • US Weekly
  • groovy jeans
  • Diet Coke
  • McDonalds French Fries
  • Oldies Music
  • a pen that writes really well
  • David Yurman jewelry
  • restaurants that let you color on their table cloths
  • surprises (as long as its really a surprise)
  • Texas Two steppin
  • spell check
  • Ranch dip on Anything
  • being trusted with a secret
  • Chance Chanel Perfume
  • magic tricks
  • Candyland
  • The 24 pack of Colored Sharpies
  • Being a sore loser
  • capturing moments with a camera
  • learning from mistakes
  • the smell of christmas
  • child-like wonder

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Be Kind...Rewind



I truly wish it was that simple. If all it took for me to be nice would be to rewind, I would be set for life(especially since you don't have to rewind a DVD.... HA!)

But anyways I'm going to try a new outlook on being a kinder person. I was recently told I'm the type of gal that brings "a gun into a knife fight". I don't want to be that person. I want to be better, kinder, sweeter, more godly. You can help keep me accountable by doing a big "ah-hem" when I start forgeting to rewind.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Red Wine and Benadryl don't Mix

This is not a posting of how disappointed I am in the election (although I am) or how I will now stand behind my country and pray for President-elect Obama (although I will), this is purely to tell you of a discovery I had last night: Red Wine and Benadryl don't Mix! Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, I was not awake to see Obama sweep the electoral votes, win the popular vote and make his acceptance speech because I was passed out!

Even though I did not watch most of the election results hoop-lah, I did learn quite a bit. I made the following discoveries: I am now under a party that believes busing in lazy bums from the projects is a fair and balanced way to win the election; the black panthers have risen and are now going to show us "whiteys" who's boss; and you shouldn't mix red wine and benadryl.

Well....on the bright side I am a poor single female in my 20's and hopefully I will benefit from his tax breaks! Who knows....maybe I'll quit my job, get on welfare and sign up for universal health benefits. That's looking pretty good right now...my coworkers are ticking me off this morning.

Kenya has now declared Nov. 4th a national holiday for Obama winning. I think we should too...I'm always up for taking the day off.

Monday, November 3, 2008

The Weekend Wrap-Up

A few of the key events that made up of my weekend:

Probably one of the biggest events of the weekend was that I met Mark's kiddos-Mitch and Julia. We went trick or treating with a big neighborhood group. I was often times mistaken for one of the kids (that was my attempt at an age joke) but we had a really great time. They were genuinely sweet kids, very polite, lots of energy and were crazy about their dad. I really loved seeing Mark in his element as a dad- - he is a really fantastic father and it only confirmed what I have already learned about him and his character.

Another key event of the weekend was I FINALLY got a washer and dryer. It's rented from the apartment complex (why didn't I do this 4 months ago??). It has been fantastic! I spent the majority of my Saturday washing clothes, my duvet cover, the slip cover on my couch all my towels. I was on a clothes washing high. I was great--You never realize how essential certain applicances are until you go without them for 4 months. I just want to thank all my friends and their washers and dryers for allowing me to bumm off of you for the past few months.

I tried a new church- Bent Tree Bible. It was great! I really enjoyed the service and I am going to try it out for a while and see if that is where I can grow and start serving. I am longing for a church family up in Dallas where I can be feed but also serve! Please be praying for me in finding a church home.

I put on self tanner this weekend and now I smell like banana boat.

I think that is about it.....Have a great week!

Friday, October 24, 2008

So I ask myself "Why are you in love with a fictional vegetarian vampire?"

I would first and foremost like to dedicate this blog posting to my dear friends Amy and Terri, who have been loyal not only to me but to our fictional dreamboat of a Vampire, Edward Cullen.

The Twilight Series has taken over my life and it's driving me crazy! These silly books about Vampires which are intended for an audience of 12-17 year old girls have not only sucked me in but other's in their mid-20's too! I am not alone in this. Usually when I'm with my girlfriend Amy, we do not talk about our lives, we talk about Edward! In the words of my happily married friend, "Why am I having an emotional affair with a fictional Vampire?".

We know it's silly, we know he isn't real (sigh), we know their is no man on this Earth that is like Edward (Guys, it's not your fault you don't Sparkle when you walk out into the Sun) but still I actually get butterflies when I read about him or honestly.....think about him! (YIKES!). You may think we are crazy, but that's only because you don't know Edward like we do.

Yes, we will be there with all the teenie-boppers at the midnight showing of "Twilight" (21 days and counting) in our matching t-shirts that say "I like my men cold, dead and sparkling" and will sit in awe and admire our sweet, vegetarian fictional vampire.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

The Cat Attack

I've been living in my new apartment since June and have settled in quite nicely. This is my first time living alone and for the most part- - I dig it! Now don't get me wrong, occasionally a weird noise or the "domestic disputes" that go on 3 doors down (don't worry, I think its the man who is getting the abuse) sometimes scare me a bit, but for the most part I do not feel like my life has been in any danger- until Sunday night.
Sunday evening, Huck and I decided to go on a stroll around the apartment. The night felt great and Hucky was friskier than ever, peeing on every tree, bush and lamp post he could hike his leg to. As we turned a corner in the side walk, I notice a huge (18lbs??) Persian cat sitting on the side walk--Huck saw it too. Now Huck being the tough guy that he is starting sprinting towards the cat ready to attack only to get clothes lined by his leash. I start dragging my unwilling dog in the other directions of the cat to avoid frightening the cat and protecting my dog.
Then my life flashed before my eyes-in a backwards glance toward the vicinity of the cat's location, I saw this gigantic cat running in full force towards Huck and me. That's when I panicked. I scooped Huck up in my arms (who had finally quit barking once he saw that we were in eminent danger) and start sprinting from the cat. While I was running as quickly as I could, I looked over my shoulder and knew that the huge hissing cat behind me was extremely quick and approaching us at a rapid speed. I have to admit I did scream "help me" as I ran from the cat- - this actually was only a disadvantage to me because I drew out an Indian Gentleman from the laundry room outside to witness the entire event.
When the cat was about 10 ft away from Huck and I, I had to think quick-I hurled mine and huck's body over the railing of a stranger's balcony only to catch my flip flop on the railing and scrape up my knuckle in attempt to catch my fall. Needless to say the cat stopped chasing us and slowly walked past the porch where we made our escape. I sure that cat got great pleasure in scaring the crap out of Huck and me.
I was telling Mark that night over the phone the story of the "cat attack" when he simply replied "why did you turn and run from that cat when you are so much bigger than it is?" Then he said, "You should have just drop-kicked that cat across the parking lot".
After thinking about it I realized, that was so true. Why should I turn and run away from something so much smaller than me. I love how simple events can open your eyes to bigger things in life that need to be addressed. I ran from the cat, scared out of my mind and yet I could conquer that cat. I could scissor kick that cat in the back of the head into next week if I had to. So why did I run?
Since the divorce, I have found that I sometimes have the attitude of "life is too hard and I can't do it". I sometimes just want to run away because I can't face the situations around me. But I have to remind myself that I am a child of God and I have Jesus on my side. That I don't have to run away because even if I can't handle the situation on my own, God can.
I'm kind of like Huck in the cat attack. Huck was the one that instigated the problem. He is the one who initially ran towards and barked at the cat-but I had the lease and stopped him before he got too close in order to protect him. I reeled Huck back to my side by pulling harder and harder at the lease but even though Huck was back at my side-the damage was done. Huck had ticked that cat off and now there were repercussions to his actions. So the cat starts sprinting towards Huck and even though the cat was much bigger than Huck and he would be too weak to defeat the cat on his own-I was there beside him. I scooped him up in my arms and protected him. I ran for him when he couldn't run for himself.
It's amazing how the Lord has done that for me. I was a huge contributor in the trials I am facing in life right now. I brought a lot of hurt and pain on myself through being sinful and running too far away from God. But he had his leash on me and promised never to leave me and he has made good on his promise and slowly but surely reeled me back to his side. But just because I am once again standing beside the Lord, doesn't mean the damage is undone and that the "cat" wont still come running to attack. It's still there and there are still consequences to my bark. So the "cat" or difficulties in my life, come running full force towards me and although I am frozen and about to pee my pants (if you don't know my dog, he pees when he is happy, sad, scared, not scared, sitting,playing, standing, sleeping etc.) God who is much bigger and stronger than me AND my problems, scoops me up in his arms and carries me to safety.
I am so thankful and in awe that I have a savior who cares enough for me to protect me and save me from the sin I caused and from the mistakes I made. Jesus didn't make me "bark at the cat" or do the things I've done. But regardless he threw me over a balcony and took the blow (yes, my blow was only a scraped knuckle) for me.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Easy Open my Arse


So Zyrtec this season came up with an "Easy Open" pill and I can't open it for the life of me! It is ridiculous! Is it just me or is this Easy Open harder than the regular zyrtec packaging??

Friday, September 26, 2008

The Washer and Dryer


I have been living on my own now since June and have yet to buy a washer and dryer. Call it procrastination, call it being broke, call it not having my priorities in line (new shirt OR a washing machine to wash that new shirt in??!) either way....I have been living with a huge pile of laundry in my room for months. Now, the pile has decreased at times when I bummed off of others, dragged a huge pile down to Mont Believeu for my mom and grandmother to wash or the one time I went to the laundry mat or "Lavendaria". That was a NIGHTMARE. The smell of dirty diapers, stinky feet, tacos and fabric softener is NOT a good combination! Not to mention I was the only person speaking English in the entire joint. Anyways, the washing machine situation has not really bothered me until a few weeks ago. I mean in the scheme of MY recent events....a laundry pile up is not the end of the world. I improvised....Ran out of underwear? - - Went to Target and bought some more. But I am ready to get my life in order....to stop living like an alien in my own apartment. I'm ready to settle into my new life....and its been hard to do.
My parents are wonderful. Have I told you that? Well they are WONDERFUL. In so many ways. My entire family has been so supportive and loving to me during my darkest days. My brother....I could just squeeze him to death I love him so much. He is just the cutest baptist minister I think I've EVER seen! :) But anyways, these wonderful parents of mine have rescued me! They will be heading up to Dallas next week to visit AND to buy me a washing machine and dryer! WOO HOO! I'm so giddy! I never knew I could be so excited over appliances.

Okay I'm Gonna Do It this Time


The Queen of Procrastination is going to actually create a blog and..........stick with it! No seriously, I know you dont believe me, but it's true!! So here it is....starting tomorrow (only kidding). I am actually excited about this. Free therapy! I could either pay a quack to listen to me blab at $150 hourly or....I could spill out my problems on you--(You being my family, friends, aquaintences, internet stalker, next door neighbor who I believes spys on me through my window, ex-boyfriend who pretends not to look at my facebook or myspace page, people who thought I was a bitch in highschool (not going to lie, i probably was) and even strangers. Although Stranger, I must warn you I will not be all that interesting....my own mother will probably not read my blog.

So I titled my blog "Crying over Spilled Milk" because I have decided that to be my motto for the next several months (if not years). I have had a relatively crappy year for those who do not know....I got a divorce, I was "homeless" (no not living on the street just no place to call my own), my job has been extremely unstable and there were times a questions my faith in the Lord (gasp...I know too horrible to mention, but that part DOES have a happy ending). I have spent the past year not fully processing my emmotions. Telling myself and others that I was okay. I've been living by the motto. "Don't cry over spilled milk. Just get up and go milk the cow again". Meaning don't dwell on the mess, focus on how to fix it. But I've decided....why shouldn't I cry over the spilled milk? Now, focusing on the fixing is huge but I think too many times we feel like we should just "move on and forget about the hurt or the 'mess' of the spilled milk. " Well truth is, my mess it still all around me. My dress is still soaked with 2% milk and the milk has leaked into the carpet.