Okay so I've actually been back from vacation for a week now...but I'm a little behind. I think the last thing I wrote about was how grammy and I practically had to wash dishes at the casino where we lost all our money. :) But....you know....it was fun. The next day I hit the road back east. I stopped at the most disgusting place ever. I wish I could remember the name of the town in Wyoming....population was like five hundred something. I thought "this is it...this is going to be the time...that I, Sabrina Frehse, pees my pants in the car!" I finally see the exit in the middle of nowhere during heavy construction. I finally desperately weave my way through a ripped up exit to a gas station...get out...and it's freaking closed. I turned around and luckily across the street there was another gas station (the ONLY 2 buildings in sight!!!!!!) I go back over to the other place, I get out and I think "is this a cop car?" No. It was 3 S.W.A.T. vehicles. Any other time - I would have left...but my bladder wasn't allowing that. So I go in and it was freaky because there was no one in the store but the 2 cashiers who looked totally freaked out when I came in. I looked around and didn't see any police....didn't see anyone at all! So I get to the bathroom and there are 2 stalls. One of them was open and one was closed but I heard 2 people talking. So I run to the open one and there is this woman going to the bathroom - while gagging and dry heaving toward the floor...with the door wide open!!!!!! Then she says to the person next to her "I swear I'm pregnant...everything makes me gag". So they come out - and at this point....I don't like public bathrooms much anyone and this almost made me sick myself! They come out and the gagger looks like scarred face methhead tramp - seriously. I mean like short jean shorts with SUSPENDERS....really???? And this pink tube top and it looked like she hadn't showered in 2 weeks. Long story short....there's not too much exciting - no idea where the S.W.A.T. people were - but it was just gross and that was a desperate pit stop.
Oh let's see....what else...I'll tell you what needs to be done. The information signs that tell you which exit to get off for gas.....ummm....they need to have a sun on them if they are only open during the day or a moon on them to let people know they are open at night. Anyway I stopped in Grand Island, NE that night - and it was a very interesting evening. Was very tired, hotels were booked all over so I was stuck paying double (labor day weekend) for a nice room, credit card company blocked my card for suspicious activity (which was all cleared the next morning), and the light was shining in the window such a way that it was keeping me awake. The good thing about that night was a nice long telephone conversation that put me at ease.
The next morning in a total of 50 minutes, I packed up, checked out, fixed my credit card issue, got gas, stopped at a Sonic and was back on the road. On the way to Julia's!!!!
On my way out West, I reflected on a lot to do with my work, and was completely relieved by the time I got...well....whereever I was going. This time...I thought about location. I realized that I really am happy where I am. Some of you may remember last winter...when I was thinking about just packing up and moving. I wasn't sure how to do it....hard to do with a career and a house. But...I was just running. I remember writing a poem one time years ago and in it I wrote "it's easy to blame a city". But we need to look at ourselves. My confidence was hurting a lot last winter...and felt like I needed a fresh start where no one knew me. But now...I realize - nothing was that bad. I let a couple bumps in the road turn into craters because I wanted everything to happen RIGHT NOW. I really do think that mid life crisises are happening earlier and earlier these days. So...my drive back eastward, made me appreciate the scenery, made me think about patience can bring good things your way, and how sometimes we just need to be taken out of our routine for a while....in order to appreciate it. That was huge. Does that mean I was ready to come back and go right back to work and laundry and mowing the lawn....no....but I knew that it would be "home".
So I got to Julia's that night around 7! Made excellent time and didn't even speed! I had a great time seeing her and Dave and Hailey. They always make me feel like I'm at home there and Dave is a hell of a cook. We spent one day at the lake and it was a beautiful day out. I tell ya - every day was just perfect - during my whole vacation. Couldn't have asked for better weather. And couldn't have asked for a better way to end my travels than with with my BFF!!!!! If I can take another trip next year....it may just be out east. :)
And then....a few days later...I returned. I will never leave my dog for that long again - that part did break my heart. But after a little while of disbelief that I was back, she followed me everywhere. And I have the greatest roommates ever for taking such good care of her while I was gone. Even more to be thankful for.
And now....a follow up....
Something I've learned since I got back. I need to take some time for myself every now and then. I learned a lot on my vacation, but....I didn't learn everything. There's always going to be stress. My vacation came at the completely wrong time in some respects. But I have no regret in taking it. Certain things have transpired since I got back...that didn't turn out in my favor. Unfortunately I have no control of this situation. Fortunately I can learn from it. Point is: hindsight is such a bitch. But it is something that we will never escape. It's always going to find us and say "I told you not to do that". My problem is that in a lot of situations I get stuck with the "then why did I?" response. And I think and I think and I think about it. Always looking for some deep meaning. When really I need to accept it....and starting thinking "where do I go now?" And I may not have an answer right away, and maybe that's just fine. Because if there is anything I learned.....and I already said it...."patience can bring good things". So....I'm learning from mistakes now - as I will for the rest of my life....but as long as I can take some time here and there for myself, and know what I want....I'll do okay. And I think that's what I needed - I needed to know that I'm still as strong as I always have been....and that I don't need to run away from things, I just need to learn how to take a little break now and again. Real breaks.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Vacation Post 2
Well....after my last post, I spent a wonderful evening in Denver with my aunt. We talked about a lot of things. We talked about family, death, dreams, a whole bunch of things. I wish I could have stayed in Denver for one more day. The next day - I think it was Tuesday when I left and made my way to Utah. I drove up through Cheyenne, WY and and took I-80 there. I am not a fan of driving through Wyoming. Lots of miles between stops and some freaky stops at that. However I did stop at the Lincoln Monument near Larmie. It was really cool to see. It's the highest point from east to west. I saw many signs with the Continental Divide Altitude...I can't remember the highest that I saw there though....7460 or something.
After quite a few annoying detours that day, I made it to Grammy's about an hour north of Salt Lake. I was pretty tired that evening. On Wednesday my grandma and I looked through a lot of old pictures and she kind of filled me on that side of the family (I really don't know anyone on that side of the family), it was nice. We stopped in Brigham City and had lunch a nice little Mexican place with grandma, and her sister Mary. On Thursday grandma and I went up through Idaho and made way to Nevada to do some gambling. It was the worst gambling I'm ever done. Don't ask me about it. :) Regardless it was fun. I got a good laugh out of my poor little grandma's worries. In about 4 hours - I had 1 drink and 2 beers. We got back to the hotel room and I said I was going to take a dip in the pool. She responded with "Oh honey you can't go swimming, you'll drown!" :) I went swimming. It was awesome. Didn't drown. It was a nice trip to and from Nevada with her. We got back on Friday. Friday afternoon, we spent looking through family history. This may not sound like vacation to some, but...considering I don't know much about that side...it was very nice to learn a lot of this stuff, and wouldn't mind learning some more.
Saturday morning I hit the road again, this time to come back the other direction toward Milwaukee. I made it pretty far that day - got to Grand Island, NE. And that's where I'll stop this post for now and will continue...when I return home. :)
After quite a few annoying detours that day, I made it to Grammy's about an hour north of Salt Lake. I was pretty tired that evening. On Wednesday my grandma and I looked through a lot of old pictures and she kind of filled me on that side of the family (I really don't know anyone on that side of the family), it was nice. We stopped in Brigham City and had lunch a nice little Mexican place with grandma, and her sister Mary. On Thursday grandma and I went up through Idaho and made way to Nevada to do some gambling. It was the worst gambling I'm ever done. Don't ask me about it. :) Regardless it was fun. I got a good laugh out of my poor little grandma's worries. In about 4 hours - I had 1 drink and 2 beers. We got back to the hotel room and I said I was going to take a dip in the pool. She responded with "Oh honey you can't go swimming, you'll drown!" :) I went swimming. It was awesome. Didn't drown. It was a nice trip to and from Nevada with her. We got back on Friday. Friday afternoon, we spent looking through family history. This may not sound like vacation to some, but...considering I don't know much about that side...it was very nice to learn a lot of this stuff, and wouldn't mind learning some more.
Saturday morning I hit the road again, this time to come back the other direction toward Milwaukee. I made it pretty far that day - got to Grand Island, NE. And that's where I'll stop this post for now and will continue...when I return home. :)
Monday, August 31, 2009
Vacation Post 1
Months ago, I was feeling pretty stressed out. I was not myself...my job was upsetting me, my house was upsetting me, my life was upsetting me....I just wasn't happy. I've always been a very cheerful fun-loving person. But something happened and I just needed a change. I talked about getting a new job. I talked about selling my house. I talked about packing up and moving to Vermont for Christ's sake. What's in Vermont? I don't know...but it had to offer some sort of peace. Then I thought...maybe I just need a vacation... I had not had a true vacation in years. I haven't taken more than 3 consecutive days off of work in a very long time. And when I do take time off....I rush and rush. So this time I made it different. I saved up some vacation time and took 2 weeks at once. To do what? Just check out. Take a road trip by my lonesome, stop and visit some people....and just clear my head.
It's Monday now...technically my first day off of work. And I already feel a huge improvement. Friday night I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking "Why am I doing this...Why am I driving all this way by myself?" And then I would think "I'm so excited, I can't wait!". Well after only 1 hour of sleep that night, I will say that the drive was pretty tough....but so worth it.
I made it to my sister's at exactly 8am in Minneapolis, which is when I said I would arrive (I'm so good at that - seriously - ask Julia). We met my brother and his wife and my niece for breakfast. It was good to see them! From there I made my way to Iowa. OH - and Tom made me a great mixed CD, and Julia...thank you - convinced me to purchase the Kings of Leon CD. I haven't bought a cd in YEARS- but it is SOOOOO good! So I made it to Iowa where I did a lot of thinking about myself - and relationships - be it romantic relationships or relationships with family....just a lot of reflecting on what makes me happy. Then I stared at some windmills. After several hours I found myself in Adaire (I might be making up that spelling), Iowa. Their water tower made me smile. :)
My goal on Saturday was to make it to Kearney or North Platte, NE. Well...on one hour of sleep that wasn't an option. I got to Omaha....and then got delirious and checked into a hotel. Slept awesome though. Saturday night I spoke with Eric and told him I would be getting up at 5 to get a head start on the day. He said "Why don't you sleep in a little, and take it easy on your vacation, instead of making it like work?" After I hung up I thought about that for a little bit. Why do I do that? I did want to get up early and get moving..but really....5am? I then set the alarm for 7 and was very happy that I did.
Once I hit the road I was immediately happy to see the speed limit back up to 75 (which of course means 82). Check out I-80 on a map sometime and see how damn straight it is between Omaha and....Grand Island I think it was. I realized that I have a pretty great alignment on my vehicle.....no hands on the steering wheel....no curves in the road!!! During this part of my trip, work started filling my brain. But not in a negative way. I've felt so negative and down on myself lately....that almost every day at least once, I've felt as though I've lost worth in the department. My boss (and others) have told me that I'm being too critical of myself and have tried to give me some positive reinforcement but I just couldn't see it. All I could see was ---well....nothing. Yesterday - after staring a couple more windmills....I finally could see the things that I have added to the department. And what kind of differences I've made, and for the first time in months, I felt good about it. I really think that sometimes you just need to take yourself out of the picture....in order to see everything else around.
I arrived in Denver yesterday at some point. I was pretty exhausted. My aunt and I went to Hamburger Mary's for dinner. A very happy place. :) I had a spicy chicken sandwich and afterwards, my aunt and I tried to split what is the biggest slice of carrot cake I've ever seen in my life. Didn't get through it - but certainly had the stomach ache to prove that I tried! :)
This morning I got up, got ready for the day, and first took a nice walk around the neighborhood. Then I went to the Denver Zoo (Mandy's recommendation) and it was probably the best zoo I have been to. I spent several hours there, and even sat in on a wild life show that was more geared toward kids but it was still pretty impressive. I normally do not buy things at gift shops at these kinds of places because the prices are ridiculous, but I have to say...not too bad at this one. Actually came back with a couple things. I do have to say though (and I texted some of you this) there is NO place like the zoo, to make you feel like you're the only woman on the planet with no children. At first I actually felt a little sad - all of these children with their parents, but then when I saw the hunger tantrums begin in the early afternoon, it made me realize that the zoo, can also be a great method of birth control to stick in your brain. I'm ready for kids....but not so ready that I can't enjoy my time without them. :) Then I toured around and I must say - I have never - in any city I have ever been it - been so enamored with the houses. It's not just one little neighborhood I don't think. The houses in this city are just beautiful. They give me a much more southwestern kind of feeling. A lot of brick, stone, wrought iron, gorgeous homes. I thought about heading up the mountain today, but....it was pretty overcast in the afternoon and I couldn't find the damn thing. :) Then I made my way downtown, after getting my streets and avenues mixes up several times, I made it to the 16th Street Mall which is blocks and blocks and shops. I didn't buy anything - didn't need to - was just happy to see some of the city. The one thing I DID want to do was pick up a postcard at the visitor's center....and I spaced it. Hmph. Anyway I am having a wonderful time - and I think that a trip like this was exactly what I needed to get rid of any extra stress...some of which I didn't even know I had! Tomorrow....off to Utah.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Overjoyed...
This weekend was absolutely perfect. Perfect weather, perfect friends, perfect everything.
Thursday night was fun. Then...I got to sleep in on Friday! No work! I woke up, crawled out of bed, and started cleaning up the house and doing some much needed laundry. Then I went down to Park Point and met a very large group of friends to play volleyball. And play we did...for...h.o.u.r.s!!!!! I think everyone was absolutely exhausted after that (including my dog, whom I of course brought with).
After volleyball, some of those friends came over for egg rolls, pico de gallo, beer, and games. Nice way to rest for a bit. Then we went to the bar and played some pool, came home, and hung out with a buddy until 3am.
Got up yesterday morning. Met with group of friends (and of course our dogs) and went to Island Lake for the day. What an absolutely perfect day! The weather was great! In the 80s, and not a cloud in the sky - the water was nice, the sun was hot, the company was terrific. We grilled, drank, played poker, swam, and had a wonderful time. Budha swam out to me and got tired and I held her while a picture was taken. It was adorable. My little pup is aging, but she's having a good life.
When THAT was over, I came home, changed out of my suit, packed up a bag...and headed to a friend's house with Budha. It was a nice laid back evening - w/ no bar involved. We watched Shawshank Redemption - which I had NEVER seen - and it was great! And then we watched Grand Turino....which was also a great movie. I highly recommend it.
Today - watered garden, put on suit, and met my friend and her mother and daughter at Wisconsin Point (with Budha). Another nice day! Came home, grilled, and finally...time to prepare for the "real world" again tomorrow. As far as I'm concerned...this was at real as it gets!
It was one of those weekends where I feel extremely grateful for the people in my life. They are truly amazing. I didn't think about work. I didn't stress about anything. The only concern I had the whole weekend, was that my dog got TOO MUCH exersize. :)
Hope everyone had a safe and happy 4th! And for those of you tagged....thanks for a great weekend!
Thursday night was fun. Then...I got to sleep in on Friday! No work! I woke up, crawled out of bed, and started cleaning up the house and doing some much needed laundry. Then I went down to Park Point and met a very large group of friends to play volleyball. And play we did...for...h.o.u.r.s!!!!! I think everyone was absolutely exhausted after that (including my dog, whom I of course brought with).
After volleyball, some of those friends came over for egg rolls, pico de gallo, beer, and games. Nice way to rest for a bit. Then we went to the bar and played some pool, came home, and hung out with a buddy until 3am.
Got up yesterday morning. Met with group of friends (and of course our dogs) and went to Island Lake for the day. What an absolutely perfect day! The weather was great! In the 80s, and not a cloud in the sky - the water was nice, the sun was hot, the company was terrific. We grilled, drank, played poker, swam, and had a wonderful time. Budha swam out to me and got tired and I held her while a picture was taken. It was adorable. My little pup is aging, but she's having a good life.
When THAT was over, I came home, changed out of my suit, packed up a bag...and headed to a friend's house with Budha. It was a nice laid back evening - w/ no bar involved. We watched Shawshank Redemption - which I had NEVER seen - and it was great! And then we watched Grand Turino....which was also a great movie. I highly recommend it.
Today - watered garden, put on suit, and met my friend and her mother and daughter at Wisconsin Point (with Budha). Another nice day! Came home, grilled, and finally...time to prepare for the "real world" again tomorrow. As far as I'm concerned...this was at real as it gets!
It was one of those weekends where I feel extremely grateful for the people in my life. They are truly amazing. I didn't think about work. I didn't stress about anything. The only concern I had the whole weekend, was that my dog got TOO MUCH exersize. :)
Hope everyone had a safe and happy 4th! And for those of you tagged....thanks for a great weekend!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Thanksgiving in April
The other day I was talking with a good friend about holidays. One thing we agreed on was that it can be frustrating to celebrate Valentine's Day and Thanksgiving Day, etc... when really people should honor and respect the ones they love, and be thankful for what they have every day, not just one day a year. Not to say that people don't love every day, but do they appreciate? Some do.
As I've said before, and I've even blogged about - I get SUCKED into TLC programs. Last night I was watching "Mermaid Girl" about a girl who was born w/ her legs fused together. This little was 8 years old with multiple health problems and she was such a happy child, she giggled like a little girl, but she spoke like a 20 year old. It was the same way I felt when I saw "A Face for Marleigh" - here we are griping about so many things in our lives, eating badly and groaning about our bodies, not having any money, and spending it on stupid things, etc...and then we see people like this little girl. This girl who is so happy just to be alive - and grateful for all the good things in her life, while she has this giant obstacle...and many of us take all the good for granted and stress over what we CAN change.
So for this blog - I'm throwin out a lot of names. Names of people I am thankful for. BUT - do not be offended if I do not mention you, I could never fit all names in a blog like this - not in a lifetime, but trust me - if we are in contact, then you've had an impact.
Where to start. I guess I'll start with:
Jon: This is a big one. They say "everything happens for a reason". Well until my dying day, I will not be able to understand how anyone can be taken from their parents and brother. But I've come to terms with possible reasons you were taken from me. You REALLY - pushed me all the miles I thought I didn't have in me. You may me speak my mind, inspired me to fight for I feel - even if it was against you, knocked me down a few notches when I got too ahead of myself, and talked me up when I got down. You helped me to understand just how strong I really am, and helped me to get there (as well as many others). I'm thankful to have had the years I had with you. And while I miss you every day, your butterfly is flyin' high.
Julia: Oh Julia. My BFF. Sometimes I think "how the hell did we become friends?" Couple party girls joined together by "Vera". Next thing you know were sliding down some stairs at a party, hanging out, man.... it was like two girls who never shared any personal stories...found that person to share them with. And it's evolved into a friendship I not only won't forget, but won't ever lose. We've been though pretty much all of it. I am thankful for someone who has given me confidence in myself, and who has helped through times that I thought I would truly never get through, and for the girl that I can laugh my ass off with EVERY single time we talk. There is never an awkward silence with us. (well maybe when you do the scary make out face) You know more about me than any person on this earth. I'm thankful for all of our times we've had and will continue to have.
Jamie: I knew the second I met Jamie and she gave me a timid smile and "hello" that we were going to be friends. For Jamie I am thankful for her insight, her creativity, and for her genuine self. I may bring this up a few times, but it was a tough time, and a lot of people really helped out. Jamie...I have probably a hundred emails from 2007 where I just had to bounce off what was happening, and there you were....with some of your words of wisdom that always calmed me down. I thank you for that. I thank you for your creative ways that are just fun to be around! And I am thankful for our wine nights. No outer distractions of kids/partying/work...just a bottle (or 2) and good ass conversation.
Mandy: Mandy, Mandy, Mandy....I knew right away when we met at softball that I liked ya. I knew at our after softball Mr D's gatherings that we'd be friends. And I knew at the street dance of '06 w/ you and Ken that there was a good friendship. I can't even put my finger on it to this day but I tell everyone that you and Ken are just "good people". You are fun to do anything with even though I lose most of the time, I am thankful that you don't rub it in my face - hahahaha!!! I am thankful that Budha is so close to you both and loves your house. :) I am thankful every day that we all met. (though I still think this maki/henrickson thing is some sort of cult). :)
Mandi: Mandi with an "i". I must have great taste in people because I usually know right off the bat when someone is going to be good. :) I remember talking with you in the breakroom all the time and always thinking "I think she and I probably have a lot in common" - and though it was pretty foggy - I do remember the Christmas party where the friendship evolved. That sounds weird. :) I miss living by you. I miss working with you. But I'm so happy we still keep in touch. I think about this often...Mandi, you have no idea how much it meant to me that you attended the funeral with me. And it was a time where - I didn't really know what was going on, all I knew was it was something I needed to do - that was without question. I didn't ask anyone to go. I was just kind of...in a cloud....And there you were, right by my side - though it could not have been an easy time at all with all you were dealing with at the time...everything. And there you were. To this day, it amazes me that you did that. You may not think it was a big deal. But it was. I'll never forget that.
Katie: Katie B. I'm still pissed that you girls never got written up for all the things you did in that dorm room. :) I don't keep in touch with a lot of people from the UMD days aside from Julia and Brent really....but you...I miss our 56 cent Mondays. Sometimes I just think "wow, we've really grown up". Katie, I just have to thank you for being you. You never once have acted like anything but yourself. You have always been such an easy person to talk to, to laugh with, to be stupid with, and to catch up with. I'm thankful that we got so close over the years, and I'm thankful that we still manage to make visits - even if for only a minute (and it is SOOOO my turn I know!!!)
Brent: Oh Brentus. Again, this is my turn to visit too. I'm really slackin' on my travelin' lately. Brent you frustrate me like no one else, and I can't stand the way you tickle me or tie my arms in knots or trap me in blankets, in fact I hate it...but damn you make me feel like a kid. :) I'm thankful for all the all nighters we used to pull doing nerdy things like playing monopoly or doing those puzzle book things. I'm thankful for Memorial weekend last year when we had a GREAT time - (I'm also thankful that that weekend taught me a major lesson for 2008).
As I write this I keep thinking of people; friends and family, and the list just keeps growing. Again, if you're not on here - don't think I'm not thinking of you.
Mom: My mom drives me crazy. I love my mom. She's never been the real warm 'motherly' type who makes you soup when you're sick, or talks you up when you have a bad day. In fact she usually says "what do you want me to do about it?" and it pisses me off. But when it really counts, she knows. Whether it be an illness, or a true heartache, there's no question. She was there. When I was in the hospital she was there nearly the whole time, she bit off doctor's heads to get me better, and she bit off my head to get better. And I did. There have only been 2 times in my life that I remember REALLY deeply NEEDING my mom. When I was sick, and when Jon passed. And she was here right away the next morning, and she stayed until Julia got here. I wasn't fun to be around. I wouldn't eat. I wouldn't talk. How could I share those kinds of details with my mom? But it didn't matter. She was there.
Tom: What a great roommate. I mean really. "Everybody Loves Tom" - for real. I may not always like his damn cats, but he's a great roommate, a great friend, fun to be around, and I am thankful for someone who appreciates a good 'That's what she said', speaking in doubles, and enjoying a good "waaa". :) You're not allowed to move. I'm putting my foot down.
Stephanie: Another great roommate! And I'm not just putting this one on because I already wrote about Tom. I'm thankful to have met her for mutiple reasons. Stephanie, not only is a great roommate, but is a "bright side" looker. I'm always interested by the books she's reading. Books about healthier lives, and the meaning of life, and just "well being!" And the one thing I remember and it sticks with me. When I first met Stephanie and we started hanging out - I was finally getting back to myself. I'd always been a happy bubbly person, then I fell off the face of the earth for a while, then I partied for a solid year, then I started finding my roots and when we met. She said to me one night "I love being around you; you're such a positive person" - and that really hit home. I realized at that moment I was finally getting back to my true self and it felt awesome!
Jerry: This one is a little tougher to explain because even he won't understand it. But I know a couple people do. Jerry was a big step for me in a lot of ways. He turned a mindset I have had for 13 years completely around. No details to be disclosed right here but it was a big deal to me, and has made me a better person. I'm thankful have spent the time with him and actually built a nice friendship out of the deal. I've thought a lot about moving. I'm thankful for the fact that watching Jerry in his transition....is helping me to open my mind to obstacles I may not have thought about otherwise. That is not to say that I am thankful that he has those hurdles. :( I guess overall, this one is kind of personal. But I'm just thankful for the way he made me feel.
Eric B: You always have a smile on your face! I can't remember the name of the game we used to play here - it was like Blango or something - Plako - I don't know. Some card game. I don't know. Anyway - I remembered when we were at the shoe a couple weeks ago - just how nice it is to be around YOU!!! You're like Tom - everyone freaking likes you. You're funny, a smartass if a fun kind of way, and just generally a happy, peppy person. I'm thankful for the positive people like you in my life!
Erin & Colin: I put you two together because I met you together. You're a trip. i couldn't have survived that crazy ass apartment building without you. From the banging on the pipes, to the front yard barbeques, to the sponges stuck to my ass, and Colin chasing me with a plunger and wiping out. All good times. And to think...this beautiful friendship evolved because we both had to always hide from the neighbor. I'm thankful for all the fun times I always have with you guys, and I'm always thankful (even though i may have never said it) for that day trip to the cities back then. That was a tough day...but I needed it, and you knew it.
Jen: Jeez....3rd grade. I am thankful for our "stories" that gave me the creative mind I have today...wow. I think it's truly amazing that we still keep in touch after all this time. I know there was a dry spell for a few years, but now look at us....we've actually seen each other a couple times and we even try to make plans!!!! I'm very thankful that we found each other again!!
Mary Jo: That's right - this one's to your mama, Jen! For all the hell Jen and I caused when were bratty kids....I am thankful that you still always made me feel welcome (when we weren't grounded..hahahaha!!!) No really, to this day, I always have felt like part of the family when I'm with you guys. Even years later. :)
Karen: Oh my. Who knew that my bosses from my high school job could be such terrific friends! In fact just last night, I had a dream that we all went on another vacation together and you and I were hammered. hahahaha! Oh Karen and your notes, and Rick and his remarks...how did I stay working there for so long!? JK. It was great. I am thankful that I am fortunate enough to have such strong relationships like that. I started out with a job, then got some great friends, then got a babysitting gig, and now...now that little girl is 6 years older than I was when I met you!!!!!!! Isn't that scary!!!!! I remember when she said "When I get over 70 pounds, dad's not going to carry me anymore". I'm thankful to have the friendship, the memories, and the chance to watch 'lil Sarah grow up.
Jessica: My sister. She's a trooper. We grew up in separate houses, didn't really talk that much, didn't have a lot in common....and then one day - she drove up here....and you know what? We actually do have things in common! We couldn't look ANY different - and it's hilarious - but I think we are quite the comical team! We've gotten pretty close in the last couple years and I love it. I'm thankful that we do things together now - whether it be a hockey game, going to the gym, getting pedicures, dancing, or sitting on the couch doing nothing. It just seems to work out for us.
Todd: I'm putting this on here because it's something I really have to tell myself every day. Todd as a friend and as a boss has said to me "sometimes we need to just take a step back". I think about this a lot. I sometimes fail at it, but I'm trying anyway! :) I'm thankful that our friendship doesn't affect our work, and our work doesn't affect our friendship. And I'm thankful for the steps back...sometimes I need to see a bigger picture before making a decision or a statement, not just at work...but in general. In fact tonight I was upset over something trivial....which is when I did take a "step back" and look where it got me. In a novel!!!!!!
To end this, I will not end with a name, but with events:
I am thankful for getting kicked out of UMD and failing multiple classes at LSC for my first couple years. Why? How else would I have learned? Ironic isn't it? I could get myself a COUPLE nice cars for what I owe in student loans. Nah - back then I was a young dumb student who didn't withdraw from classes - I just quit going. Where did it get me? Well it got me to work really hard and eventually I made the Dean's list and graduated. It got me so in debt that I actually learned from it. It took years to pull my GPA back up. If someone else had paid for my schooling, I don't think I would have learned the lesson I did.
I'm thankful for the crappy way 2001 ended. Tragic end to some friendships, really just bad. But - 2002 kicked off with a whole new outlook. A move out east and a fresh start. The further you get away the clearer your hindsight becomes.
I'm thankful that I have 2 jobs (even though I don't WANT 2 jobs) - I feel grateful, considering at a time like this, I should be lucky to even have one.
I'm thankful that my finances make me cry at least once a week. I'm not in foreclosure, I have transportation, a roof over my head, and food in my cupboards. I need to remember that. And things will get better.
I'm pretty much thankful for everything I have, and how I got these things. Now that this blog is over, because my hands are cramping up, I am realizing that yeah - it's a little over the top, but sometimes it needs to be said. You can't tell everyone every day what they mean to you. But stop and reflect sometimes. It does a body/mind/soul good.
Oh...and I'm thankful for Family Guy.
As I've said before, and I've even blogged about - I get SUCKED into TLC programs. Last night I was watching "Mermaid Girl" about a girl who was born w/ her legs fused together. This little was 8 years old with multiple health problems and she was such a happy child, she giggled like a little girl, but she spoke like a 20 year old. It was the same way I felt when I saw "A Face for Marleigh" - here we are griping about so many things in our lives, eating badly and groaning about our bodies, not having any money, and spending it on stupid things, etc...and then we see people like this little girl. This girl who is so happy just to be alive - and grateful for all the good things in her life, while she has this giant obstacle...and many of us take all the good for granted and stress over what we CAN change.
So for this blog - I'm throwin out a lot of names. Names of people I am thankful for. BUT - do not be offended if I do not mention you, I could never fit all names in a blog like this - not in a lifetime, but trust me - if we are in contact, then you've had an impact.
Where to start. I guess I'll start with:
Jon: This is a big one. They say "everything happens for a reason". Well until my dying day, I will not be able to understand how anyone can be taken from their parents and brother. But I've come to terms with possible reasons you were taken from me. You REALLY - pushed me all the miles I thought I didn't have in me. You may me speak my mind, inspired me to fight for I feel - even if it was against you, knocked me down a few notches when I got too ahead of myself, and talked me up when I got down. You helped me to understand just how strong I really am, and helped me to get there (as well as many others). I'm thankful to have had the years I had with you. And while I miss you every day, your butterfly is flyin' high.
Julia: Oh Julia. My BFF. Sometimes I think "how the hell did we become friends?" Couple party girls joined together by "Vera". Next thing you know were sliding down some stairs at a party, hanging out, man.... it was like two girls who never shared any personal stories...found that person to share them with. And it's evolved into a friendship I not only won't forget, but won't ever lose. We've been though pretty much all of it. I am thankful for someone who has given me confidence in myself, and who has helped through times that I thought I would truly never get through, and for the girl that I can laugh my ass off with EVERY single time we talk. There is never an awkward silence with us. (well maybe when you do the scary make out face) You know more about me than any person on this earth. I'm thankful for all of our times we've had and will continue to have.
Jamie: I knew the second I met Jamie and she gave me a timid smile and "hello" that we were going to be friends. For Jamie I am thankful for her insight, her creativity, and for her genuine self. I may bring this up a few times, but it was a tough time, and a lot of people really helped out. Jamie...I have probably a hundred emails from 2007 where I just had to bounce off what was happening, and there you were....with some of your words of wisdom that always calmed me down. I thank you for that. I thank you for your creative ways that are just fun to be around! And I am thankful for our wine nights. No outer distractions of kids/partying/work...just a bottle (or 2) and good ass conversation.
Mandy: Mandy, Mandy, Mandy....I knew right away when we met at softball that I liked ya. I knew at our after softball Mr D's gatherings that we'd be friends. And I knew at the street dance of '06 w/ you and Ken that there was a good friendship. I can't even put my finger on it to this day but I tell everyone that you and Ken are just "good people". You are fun to do anything with even though I lose most of the time, I am thankful that you don't rub it in my face - hahahaha!!! I am thankful that Budha is so close to you both and loves your house. :) I am thankful every day that we all met. (though I still think this maki/henrickson thing is some sort of cult). :)
Mandi: Mandi with an "i". I must have great taste in people because I usually know right off the bat when someone is going to be good. :) I remember talking with you in the breakroom all the time and always thinking "I think she and I probably have a lot in common" - and though it was pretty foggy - I do remember the Christmas party where the friendship evolved. That sounds weird. :) I miss living by you. I miss working with you. But I'm so happy we still keep in touch. I think about this often...Mandi, you have no idea how much it meant to me that you attended the funeral with me. And it was a time where - I didn't really know what was going on, all I knew was it was something I needed to do - that was without question. I didn't ask anyone to go. I was just kind of...in a cloud....And there you were, right by my side - though it could not have been an easy time at all with all you were dealing with at the time...everything. And there you were. To this day, it amazes me that you did that. You may not think it was a big deal. But it was. I'll never forget that.
Katie: Katie B. I'm still pissed that you girls never got written up for all the things you did in that dorm room. :) I don't keep in touch with a lot of people from the UMD days aside from Julia and Brent really....but you...I miss our 56 cent Mondays. Sometimes I just think "wow, we've really grown up". Katie, I just have to thank you for being you. You never once have acted like anything but yourself. You have always been such an easy person to talk to, to laugh with, to be stupid with, and to catch up with. I'm thankful that we got so close over the years, and I'm thankful that we still manage to make visits - even if for only a minute (and it is SOOOO my turn I know!!!)
Brent: Oh Brentus. Again, this is my turn to visit too. I'm really slackin' on my travelin' lately. Brent you frustrate me like no one else, and I can't stand the way you tickle me or tie my arms in knots or trap me in blankets, in fact I hate it...but damn you make me feel like a kid. :) I'm thankful for all the all nighters we used to pull doing nerdy things like playing monopoly or doing those puzzle book things. I'm thankful for Memorial weekend last year when we had a GREAT time - (I'm also thankful that that weekend taught me a major lesson for 2008).
As I write this I keep thinking of people; friends and family, and the list just keeps growing. Again, if you're not on here - don't think I'm not thinking of you.
Mom: My mom drives me crazy. I love my mom. She's never been the real warm 'motherly' type who makes you soup when you're sick, or talks you up when you have a bad day. In fact she usually says "what do you want me to do about it?" and it pisses me off. But when it really counts, she knows. Whether it be an illness, or a true heartache, there's no question. She was there. When I was in the hospital she was there nearly the whole time, she bit off doctor's heads to get me better, and she bit off my head to get better. And I did. There have only been 2 times in my life that I remember REALLY deeply NEEDING my mom. When I was sick, and when Jon passed. And she was here right away the next morning, and she stayed until Julia got here. I wasn't fun to be around. I wouldn't eat. I wouldn't talk. How could I share those kinds of details with my mom? But it didn't matter. She was there.
Tom: What a great roommate. I mean really. "Everybody Loves Tom" - for real. I may not always like his damn cats, but he's a great roommate, a great friend, fun to be around, and I am thankful for someone who appreciates a good 'That's what she said', speaking in doubles, and enjoying a good "waaa". :) You're not allowed to move. I'm putting my foot down.
Stephanie: Another great roommate! And I'm not just putting this one on because I already wrote about Tom. I'm thankful to have met her for mutiple reasons. Stephanie, not only is a great roommate, but is a "bright side" looker. I'm always interested by the books she's reading. Books about healthier lives, and the meaning of life, and just "well being!" And the one thing I remember and it sticks with me. When I first met Stephanie and we started hanging out - I was finally getting back to myself. I'd always been a happy bubbly person, then I fell off the face of the earth for a while, then I partied for a solid year, then I started finding my roots and when we met. She said to me one night "I love being around you; you're such a positive person" - and that really hit home. I realized at that moment I was finally getting back to my true self and it felt awesome!
Jerry: This one is a little tougher to explain because even he won't understand it. But I know a couple people do. Jerry was a big step for me in a lot of ways. He turned a mindset I have had for 13 years completely around. No details to be disclosed right here but it was a big deal to me, and has made me a better person. I'm thankful have spent the time with him and actually built a nice friendship out of the deal. I've thought a lot about moving. I'm thankful for the fact that watching Jerry in his transition....is helping me to open my mind to obstacles I may not have thought about otherwise. That is not to say that I am thankful that he has those hurdles. :( I guess overall, this one is kind of personal. But I'm just thankful for the way he made me feel.
Eric B: You always have a smile on your face! I can't remember the name of the game we used to play here - it was like Blango or something - Plako - I don't know. Some card game. I don't know. Anyway - I remembered when we were at the shoe a couple weeks ago - just how nice it is to be around YOU!!! You're like Tom - everyone freaking likes you. You're funny, a smartass if a fun kind of way, and just generally a happy, peppy person. I'm thankful for the positive people like you in my life!
Erin & Colin: I put you two together because I met you together. You're a trip. i couldn't have survived that crazy ass apartment building without you. From the banging on the pipes, to the front yard barbeques, to the sponges stuck to my ass, and Colin chasing me with a plunger and wiping out. All good times. And to think...this beautiful friendship evolved because we both had to always hide from the neighbor. I'm thankful for all the fun times I always have with you guys, and I'm always thankful (even though i may have never said it) for that day trip to the cities back then. That was a tough day...but I needed it, and you knew it.
Jen: Jeez....3rd grade. I am thankful for our "stories" that gave me the creative mind I have today...wow. I think it's truly amazing that we still keep in touch after all this time. I know there was a dry spell for a few years, but now look at us....we've actually seen each other a couple times and we even try to make plans!!!! I'm very thankful that we found each other again!!
Mary Jo: That's right - this one's to your mama, Jen! For all the hell Jen and I caused when were bratty kids....I am thankful that you still always made me feel welcome (when we weren't grounded..hahahaha!!!) No really, to this day, I always have felt like part of the family when I'm with you guys. Even years later. :)
Karen: Oh my. Who knew that my bosses from my high school job could be such terrific friends! In fact just last night, I had a dream that we all went on another vacation together and you and I were hammered. hahahaha! Oh Karen and your notes, and Rick and his remarks...how did I stay working there for so long!? JK. It was great. I am thankful that I am fortunate enough to have such strong relationships like that. I started out with a job, then got some great friends, then got a babysitting gig, and now...now that little girl is 6 years older than I was when I met you!!!!!!! Isn't that scary!!!!! I remember when she said "When I get over 70 pounds, dad's not going to carry me anymore". I'm thankful to have the friendship, the memories, and the chance to watch 'lil Sarah grow up.
Jessica: My sister. She's a trooper. We grew up in separate houses, didn't really talk that much, didn't have a lot in common....and then one day - she drove up here....and you know what? We actually do have things in common! We couldn't look ANY different - and it's hilarious - but I think we are quite the comical team! We've gotten pretty close in the last couple years and I love it. I'm thankful that we do things together now - whether it be a hockey game, going to the gym, getting pedicures, dancing, or sitting on the couch doing nothing. It just seems to work out for us.
Todd: I'm putting this on here because it's something I really have to tell myself every day. Todd as a friend and as a boss has said to me "sometimes we need to just take a step back". I think about this a lot. I sometimes fail at it, but I'm trying anyway! :) I'm thankful that our friendship doesn't affect our work, and our work doesn't affect our friendship. And I'm thankful for the steps back...sometimes I need to see a bigger picture before making a decision or a statement, not just at work...but in general. In fact tonight I was upset over something trivial....which is when I did take a "step back" and look where it got me. In a novel!!!!!!
To end this, I will not end with a name, but with events:
I am thankful for getting kicked out of UMD and failing multiple classes at LSC for my first couple years. Why? How else would I have learned? Ironic isn't it? I could get myself a COUPLE nice cars for what I owe in student loans. Nah - back then I was a young dumb student who didn't withdraw from classes - I just quit going. Where did it get me? Well it got me to work really hard and eventually I made the Dean's list and graduated. It got me so in debt that I actually learned from it. It took years to pull my GPA back up. If someone else had paid for my schooling, I don't think I would have learned the lesson I did.
I'm thankful for the crappy way 2001 ended. Tragic end to some friendships, really just bad. But - 2002 kicked off with a whole new outlook. A move out east and a fresh start. The further you get away the clearer your hindsight becomes.
I'm thankful that I have 2 jobs (even though I don't WANT 2 jobs) - I feel grateful, considering at a time like this, I should be lucky to even have one.
I'm thankful that my finances make me cry at least once a week. I'm not in foreclosure, I have transportation, a roof over my head, and food in my cupboards. I need to remember that. And things will get better.
I'm pretty much thankful for everything I have, and how I got these things. Now that this blog is over, because my hands are cramping up, I am realizing that yeah - it's a little over the top, but sometimes it needs to be said. You can't tell everyone every day what they mean to you. But stop and reflect sometimes. It does a body/mind/soul good.
Oh...and I'm thankful for Family Guy.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Going Toward the Light!
I've been really struggling throughout the winter w/ my bills, taxes, and just finances in general. Just when I saw the light at the end of the tunnel and said "Wow - by April 10th, everything will be good again!", I got a $470 bill. Then just when I said "Okay but then, wow! By May 8th I will be all caught up" then I hit a snag with my taxes. Now today I got hit with ANOTHER $422 bill - which I'm hoping I can actually get removed if I play my cards right. But DAMN! Everytime I see that light at the end of the tunnel, someone spins me around and tries to push me in the other direction!!!! I NEED TO GET TO THAT LIGHT!!!!!!!!!!
But I realize though that I've made some pretty good sacrafices - and am continuing to do so.
But I realize though that I've made some pretty good sacrafices - and am continuing to do so.
- I quit getting my nails done. I love having them done - it's one of those "treat yourself" things. But at $40-60 a month....Can't do it. I miss it....it's been....5 months.
- Carpool. Doesn't always work out - but Stephanie and I try to alternate weeks for driving to work. It helps a ton.
- Picked up a second job. Does not pay well AT ALL!!! But for now, at least it's a little cushion.
- Spreadsheet: I have a spreadsheet where I track literally every cent that I spend - and what I spend it on. From my mortgage pmt to the .50 Diet Cokes I drink at work every day. It's amazing to see all the unnecessary expenses that I was oblivious too.
- Bars: Sometimes I may still get a little crazy, but overall....I don't spend much (NOTHING LIKE I DID LAST YEAR) on going out. I go to Horseshoes almost every Friday night now if I'm looking for something fun to do. $1 taps and .50 pool. Can't go wrong.
- Groceries: I'm slummin it. I'm actually buying regularly at the Save-A-Lot. But you know - today I got 4 bags of groceries (plastic) - and only spent $39.16. It isn't a classy place but there are some great deals. Still have to go to the regular grocery stores for some certain things....but not much!
- Cooking in bulk: I'm trying to cook 4 or 5 servings at a time...and freeze. It's much easier to grab from the freezer for lunches before work, than it is to prepare something or give up and go out for lunch.
- Credit Cards. A couple months ago, I cut up a couple credit cards. It's helped a ton - amazing how fast the balances drop when you don't use them! Tonight....I cut up another. This one was a tough one....but it NEEDED to be done.
I know it's gonna' get better.....it's sooo close! I'm so damn close - it's literally "2 steps forward, 1 back" and I don't want those backwards steps! I can see that light at the end of the tunnel, but I'm running out of breath trying to chase it!!! *sigh*. But I will do it. I need to keep realizing that - 3 months ago I was in tears thinking "what am I going to do??! I can't live like this" to "only a few more weeks to go, and I'll be alright". That's a pretty giant step in a short amount of time. I know it won't be like this forever. And once I'm caught up here....my remaining balances on things can get lowered faster. For that I am excited, and for that I will remain optimistic and keep striving. I'm so close. It's gonna be a tight month - maybe even 2 months - but it's worth it. So if I am canceling any plans in the near future, or not up for doing dinner/drinks/movies/whatever....don't forget about me. Just understand I need to be disciplined and get this done. Striving for the light!
Monday, April 6, 2009
3 years past 3 years future
February was a terrible month for me this year. Seasonal Affective Disorder hit hard!!! Well...it wasn't completely the weather. One day I had a surprise breakdown in the breakroom at work with a coworker. It started with me saying "I need a vacation" and then next thing I knew I had completely burst into tears. Was it work related...not really. It was just so many things going on where I COULDN'T work - I cried multiple times a day at my desk and I have NEVER been this way. I said to my friend, "I'm in a complete opposite place from where I was last year at this time. Last year I didn't know who I was or what I wanted, and I just partied my ass off. This year I know who I am, I know what I want and I can't have anything" - it sounded dramatic but I really was in a bad place. I was trying so hard to get where I wanted to be and I just road block after road block. My friend said to me "yes, but look at how far you've come in that one year and think about where you will be in another year". It was a great point. And things have gotten much better. I did take a little time off to myself and just kind of breathe for a while. That helped, and now the snow is gone and the sun is coming out and outdoor activities are starting again, so I'm doing well.
I started thinking about my friend's statement again today. I started thinking about what has happened in the last 3 years....and where I'd like to be in the next 3 years.
So...in the last 3 years...what a ride. 3 years ago, I still had my same job, but I only knew about 20% of what I know now. I had ended a relationship that needed to end, but remained friends. Jon was a best friend, a mentor, he was truly my every day . I became an aunti to my best firiend's child. I became an aunti to my brother's child. I bought my house. I did. All by myself. A few days later Jon passed away. Who cared about a house at that point? Who cared about anything? That was without a doubt, the hardest thing I have ever been through....it didn't last a day, it didn't last a month...how long did it last? I'll tell you when it's over. But I dealt. Even though all I wanted to do was go to work, come home and go to bed...I jumped back into the game and graduated from college. I took on new projects at my work, I started some remodel projects at home (I'll let you know when that's over too - hahaha!), I went to NC to be my best friend's maid of honor. My work sent me to Portland (just for a day) but I was flattered to be asked, I met SO many new friends that I'm thankful for in so many ways. I went to Salt Lake and visited my grandmother whom I have not heard from in....about 7 or 8 years, I went to New York....I really came a long way and crammed in a lot of things. When I look back on that, especially through the hardest part, I am amazed at how I pulled through and the things I have done.
Now to look ahead to the next few years.
Three years from now. 2012. Wow. I would like to have the house to myself in 3 years. Let me rephrase that. I would like to be able to comfortably afford my house to myself in 3 years. I love my roommates - they are fantastic. But I am excited to make a little office and have the spare room set up for guests. Not anytime soon though - so Tom if you are reading this - don't you leave me! :) I would like to have a new title at my work. Maybe I won't be in Duluth - I don't know. I've given myself a year to find out if I still feel the need to wander. I will have taken at least one road trip - that will take place in the next few months. :) I will have replaced the windows in the bedrooms, you know what? Just now I'm realizing that I don't want to make these plans. When I looked back on the previous 3 years, I was very happy to see what I had done....not what I didn't do. Maybe that's a better way to look at. Strive forward, but look back!!! Yep. I think I like this.
Okay, so apparently this blog took an entirely different turn from its original destination, but...I think I like where it's taking me.
I started thinking about my friend's statement again today. I started thinking about what has happened in the last 3 years....and where I'd like to be in the next 3 years.
So...in the last 3 years...what a ride. 3 years ago, I still had my same job, but I only knew about 20% of what I know now. I had ended a relationship that needed to end, but remained friends. Jon was a best friend, a mentor, he was truly my every day . I became an aunti to my best firiend's child. I became an aunti to my brother's child. I bought my house. I did. All by myself. A few days later Jon passed away. Who cared about a house at that point? Who cared about anything? That was without a doubt, the hardest thing I have ever been through....it didn't last a day, it didn't last a month...how long did it last? I'll tell you when it's over. But I dealt. Even though all I wanted to do was go to work, come home and go to bed...I jumped back into the game and graduated from college. I took on new projects at my work, I started some remodel projects at home (I'll let you know when that's over too - hahaha!), I went to NC to be my best friend's maid of honor. My work sent me to Portland (just for a day) but I was flattered to be asked, I met SO many new friends that I'm thankful for in so many ways. I went to Salt Lake and visited my grandmother whom I have not heard from in....about 7 or 8 years, I went to New York....I really came a long way and crammed in a lot of things. When I look back on that, especially through the hardest part, I am amazed at how I pulled through and the things I have done.
Now to look ahead to the next few years.
Three years from now. 2012. Wow. I would like to have the house to myself in 3 years. Let me rephrase that. I would like to be able to comfortably afford my house to myself in 3 years. I love my roommates - they are fantastic. But I am excited to make a little office and have the spare room set up for guests. Not anytime soon though - so Tom if you are reading this - don't you leave me! :) I would like to have a new title at my work. Maybe I won't be in Duluth - I don't know. I've given myself a year to find out if I still feel the need to wander. I will have taken at least one road trip - that will take place in the next few months. :) I will have replaced the windows in the bedrooms, you know what? Just now I'm realizing that I don't want to make these plans. When I looked back on the previous 3 years, I was very happy to see what I had done....not what I didn't do. Maybe that's a better way to look at. Strive forward, but look back!!! Yep. I think I like this.
Okay, so apparently this blog took an entirely different turn from its original destination, but...I think I like where it's taking me.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Random Sabrina Stats
Some of these are well known by everyone; some I just discovered on my own! Having time to yourself really makes you self aware.
1. I hate big spoons
2. I love big forks
3. I go to sleep on my side...but wake up on my back. (No jokes...jeerrrrks)
4. I could never own that kind of carpet that looks two different colors depending on which way you vacuum. It makes me OCD. (Notice I've torn up all the carpet in my house)
5. "Layla" (piano exit) always gives me the saddest heartwrenching feeling....because of Goodfellas....my favorite movie.
6. I can't imagine what it would be like to give a child up for adoption, but even moreso...I can't imagine what it would be like to adopt a child now with the open adoption process...fearing any drama of the birth parents.
7. I really miss living alone sometimes.
8. I hiccup ever time I take a first sip of Diet Coke (can or bottle).
9. I truly think I have some of the greatest friends I could ask for.
10. I've been getting the itch to move lately. Obviously with the house and everything...it's not possible at this time. And maybe I just have a case of spring fever. Maybe I'm just sad that I've grown out of my "free-spirit" ways. I don't know. I do know that there are a lot of places I haven't seen still. I guess that doesn't mean I have to "move" there...just looking for something new. Gotta' find out what that is, I suppose.
11. Once I start watching pretty much anything on TLC....I can't stop. (pssst....it's on right now!)
12. I love a high thread count in my sheets.
13. Three conversations that can get me mad as hell include: welfare, anti-depressants/ADHD, and "independent student" statuses (I'm passed the age, and graduated but still riled). Please don't assume that because these topics make me angry, that I am completely against the issue. It's the way the issues are handled.
14. Cracklin Oat Bran is dee-lish!
15. My socks barely ever match unless they are nylon socks.
16. I can't clean my left ear w/out choking/coughing.
17. I hate the feeling of vibrations in my hands (SHUT UP!). I mean large things (will you just let me finish already?) Lawnmowers....or a shopping cart on the paved bumpy parking lot...*shivers* hate it.
18. The sound of cardboard against itself is almost just as bad.
19. I like almost every kind of music. I think country really started to blow after about 95....but I like some earlier stuff.
20. I like when a man likes female singers.
21. I can't sleep when my feet are cold.
22. I don't understand how/why people break their phones. I know so many people who have tantrums and break their phone by throwing it...or they lose it....how do these things happen? Why are you throwing your phone???? Set it down....throw a cat or something.
23. I couldn't stand school....but I thrive on learning every day.
24. 24 is my favorite number.
25. I don't like the smell of blueberry things. (incident w/ moldy blueberry bagel in high school)
26. I've said this before...but that feeling of drinking something cold on an empty stomach and feeling it makes its route to your tummy....is just the COOLEST feeling!!!!
27. It's very important to share photos and stories of your loved ones with your children at an early age. Especially when those loved ones just can't visit as often as they'd like.
28. I whine when I'm tired. Not really a whine...more like a whimper. Julia, how would you describe that? And don't say "annoying"!
29. The Ring was a great movie. But it scared the hell out of me. And I think...I think that might be why I can't watch scary movies anymore. Not kidding - I haven't gotten through a scary movie since 2003.
30. It irritates me when people think it's weird that I ask for power tools/menards supplies and such for Christmas. My house is my project...it's hard work...and it's something that makes me feel proud. No tools - no progress.
31. Don't ever use the "you're a girl" shit towards me. You will be sorry. (ahem...Joel...."well we aren't playing slop...but...you're a girl".) Whatcha!!! (for anyone who doesn't know - that's my George Lopez voice)
32. I'm REALLY happy about having the next few days off (mostly off).
33. Someone should buy me a nice 52" flatscreen TV.
34. I don't like the stereotypical scents that women are said to love...like baby powder or vanilla. Too overpowering.
35. I just watched a hilarious clip of a best man tripping on a step - and knocking the bride and the priest into the pool. HAHAHAHA!!!
36. I like when people smile. And it's genuine.
37. I feel like the look now a days - is 18 year olds trying to look - almost like they're 30... There's this particular hair style i'm thinking of....hmmm.....if I see it - I'll let you know.
38. I like the game of Life.
39. For a long time I was afraid of showering when no one else was in the house.
40. I understand the teeny bopper bad bad craze that hits the little pre teen girls. I was one. Last night I was watching SNL...and the Jonas Brothers were on. I have heard of them...but had never heard them. All I have to say is "WTF?!??!" The songs were terrible, they could barely carry a tune (the lead singer was the WORST singer!), I'm just so confused!
41. Speaking of...I've never understood "Kidz Bop" - if you're a kid...and you like the song....why would you want to listen a bunch of other kids sing it...
42. I am extremely laid back and easy to live with...but if I'm sleeping - be respectful and keep it down. My heart will beat with fury when people are loud and I'm sleeping.
43. I can't EVER find my drill when I need it.
44. I find it incrediblly difficult to drive wearing glasses, when normally I wear contacts.
45. I think I need to meet Caeser Milan. Not because I need help with my dog. But because I think we should get married.
46. I am TERRIFIED of ice. Not driving on it...I can handle that just fine....WALKING ON IT!
47. When I have a tough day, I like to look back and see all I've done for myself and realize the hardships that I've already went through....it makes me feel unstoppable (usually!).
48. I need a road trip. Man I miss those. It's comin' though!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
49. I'm excited for the day that I have less animals in this house. Not my babe though...she stays right here. :)
50. I hate touching chicken. I do it...have to - it's one of my favorite things to prepare...but I usually use a baggie or something when cutting it.
51. You know those Pilsbury cans of biscuits that you tear the paper and then they pop open...I hate those. I get like an anxiety attack when opening them.
52. Balloons - same thing. I hate the anticipation of being scared.
53. My dining room and kitchen are awesomely spotless right now. :)
55. I'm going to bed.
56. I don't like numbers 3 and 5 much...and purposely added this post so I would not end on 55.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Testing Blog
Well, this is a test to see if I really know how to use this site....and to see if I can get it to post to my facebook somehow...then...off to the real writing!
Doing Something More
Well...I can't figure out how to get these to post to facebook yet, and maybe I won't figure it out. But I need to write anyway. I haven't written in a long time and I can feel it. Writing is the best release for me...I like when others read my posts, but even if they don't...it's never a waste to free the mind for a while.
Before I begin, I have to say..."SAW" is on TV right now and my neck literally hurts because I'm kinked in such a way so I DO NOT have to see any of it...and am disturbed that there are 3 people on my couch right now who seem to be really into it.
On to Something More. I don't know know what's happened lately...possibly it's a combination of events. But I do feel like I need to do something more with my life. Do not get me wrong, I am very happy where I am...but something has to change. I'm in a routine. Routine = stability (as I kind of give a "yeah right" giggle) but Routine also = Boredom. For the last couple months I have researched new career opportunities, new places to live, and have had baby fever. Then I realized the following:
Career: I love my job. I have been there for 5 years and I am learning more new things every single day. I have a great bunch of co-workers, and while it's no Doctor's salary...it's definitely acceptable. So why was I freaking out? Well...kind of because of my other thoughts for life's path. The economy is a burden for all of us right now...so I thought "I need to be in a field where I can make even more money"....as time went on, I wised up and realized....I'm safe in my job. We are doing great with no layoffs...why the hell would I risk my job security at a time like this - when it's a job I love? Well...that's where it morfs into wanting to move.
Where to Live: I've been in Duluth for basically 9 years. I lived out in Fredericksburg, VA for a little while, but then came back to Duluth. So part of it is...I'm feeling the itch to go. I miss being able to pack up and leave. Kind of miss the free spirit part of my soul. I own a house. I love my house...I've put a lot into it already, and it's exhausting...but...it's mine...and someday someone else will live here, and see what was "me" and then make it their own. All a part of the history. But....it's not easy to up and sell a house, not that I really even want to...but can't move away if you're a homeowner (at least not the average middle class Non-Snowbird homeowner). Also...my dog. I love her dearly and she is getting older. Still acts like a pup, but I'm facing it - she's getting older...and I wouldn't put her through a move just because "I'm bored". Now...going backwards a bit but...my other big thought was "Okay...let's say I move...what will I do for work?" Then I rolled backwards into the career choices. Is IT right for me? Yes, IT is a great field that will always be in high demand...but am I good enough yet? Would anyone else take me if I had to leave? I know it sounds silly. I didn't go to school for IT though - I learned everything I know while I've been there. And I've learned a lot...but still scared me to think about what else I could do.
Tieing up those thoughts: Economy + boredom = calm down and be patient. I'm going to give it another year - through another crappy winter, and when financial means are a little more managable, then if I still feel the same as I do right now...then I will reevaluate and make plans.
Baby Fever: Again...last couple months, I've been thinking about how much I want a baby. But I don't ever want to be a single mom. That got me thinking "If I met that person RIGHT NOW - and we got married in 3 years....and a year later I had a baby....I'd already be at least 31". Sounds silly that I thought all that...but those are the words that go with "tick....tock....tick...tock..." It really bothered me. Then in the last couple weeks, it really hit me that...it's not really "BABY fever" - it's "FAMILY fever". I'm not necessarily ready to jump in to having a child right now. But I'm ready just to settle down. I've had a great run of my party years (not to say that they are over....but not to define me anymore). I've got a house, and a great job....and I'm just ready for the rest. I'm ready to meet "that guy" - I'm ready to share my life. And that scares the hell out of me. For anyone that knows me well, I have done/still do everything on my own. I was brought up very independent and I love that about myself. But there is a difference between independent and selfish. I'm ready to share my life with someone. And to throw one last backwards zinger in there: If that isn't going to happen here in Duluth (which I really question), then where?
So all of these thoughts have led me to one great thing that I am very excited about. ROAD TRIP!!!! Late summer/early fall - I am taking 2 weeks - and I'm driving (just me) down to Denver to see my aunt, over to Salt Lake to see my grandma, and down to AZ to visit a friend (maybe a few - seems a lot of people are heading that way!!!). I think doing this, will put this whole blog (aside from the "SAW" junk) in perspective. Road trips are a great way to clear the mind. Plus...if I'm contemplating moving at all....I think this will either kill the bug (most likely) or confirm that it's time to go.
Until then....I would like to do something more with my life....and I don't know what exactly that means. I thought for about 3 seconds of going military...then I laughed my ass off. Sorry family, I still broke that chain. I respect it - I respect the hell out of it, but not anything that I would ever want to do. Maybe some sort of volunteer work. If I can get the time (which I don't have a lot of lately), maybe an Animal Shelter, or a mentor. I think that would be good. I'm not saying I'm on a mission to save the world or any Bono stuff like that...but I want to do something that does make a difference, to someone, to something, maybe even just to me. So if you have any ideas...I'm all ears....or eyes...
Before I begin, I have to say..."SAW" is on TV right now and my neck literally hurts because I'm kinked in such a way so I DO NOT have to see any of it...and am disturbed that there are 3 people on my couch right now who seem to be really into it.
On to Something More. I don't know know what's happened lately...possibly it's a combination of events. But I do feel like I need to do something more with my life. Do not get me wrong, I am very happy where I am...but something has to change. I'm in a routine. Routine = stability (as I kind of give a "yeah right" giggle) but Routine also = Boredom. For the last couple months I have researched new career opportunities, new places to live, and have had baby fever. Then I realized the following:
Career: I love my job. I have been there for 5 years and I am learning more new things every single day. I have a great bunch of co-workers, and while it's no Doctor's salary...it's definitely acceptable. So why was I freaking out? Well...kind of because of my other thoughts for life's path. The economy is a burden for all of us right now...so I thought "I need to be in a field where I can make even more money"....as time went on, I wised up and realized....I'm safe in my job. We are doing great with no layoffs...why the hell would I risk my job security at a time like this - when it's a job I love? Well...that's where it morfs into wanting to move.
Where to Live: I've been in Duluth for basically 9 years. I lived out in Fredericksburg, VA for a little while, but then came back to Duluth. So part of it is...I'm feeling the itch to go. I miss being able to pack up and leave. Kind of miss the free spirit part of my soul. I own a house. I love my house...I've put a lot into it already, and it's exhausting...but...it's mine...and someday someone else will live here, and see what was "me" and then make it their own. All a part of the history. But....it's not easy to up and sell a house, not that I really even want to...but can't move away if you're a homeowner (at least not the average middle class Non-Snowbird homeowner). Also...my dog. I love her dearly and she is getting older. Still acts like a pup, but I'm facing it - she's getting older...and I wouldn't put her through a move just because "I'm bored". Now...going backwards a bit but...my other big thought was "Okay...let's say I move...what will I do for work?" Then I rolled backwards into the career choices. Is IT right for me? Yes, IT is a great field that will always be in high demand...but am I good enough yet? Would anyone else take me if I had to leave? I know it sounds silly. I didn't go to school for IT though - I learned everything I know while I've been there. And I've learned a lot...but still scared me to think about what else I could do.
Tieing up those thoughts: Economy + boredom = calm down and be patient. I'm going to give it another year - through another crappy winter, and when financial means are a little more managable, then if I still feel the same as I do right now...then I will reevaluate and make plans.
Baby Fever: Again...last couple months, I've been thinking about how much I want a baby. But I don't ever want to be a single mom. That got me thinking "If I met that person RIGHT NOW - and we got married in 3 years....and a year later I had a baby....I'd already be at least 31". Sounds silly that I thought all that...but those are the words that go with "tick....tock....tick...tock..." It really bothered me. Then in the last couple weeks, it really hit me that...it's not really "BABY fever" - it's "FAMILY fever". I'm not necessarily ready to jump in to having a child right now. But I'm ready just to settle down. I've had a great run of my party years (not to say that they are over....but not to define me anymore). I've got a house, and a great job....and I'm just ready for the rest. I'm ready to meet "that guy" - I'm ready to share my life. And that scares the hell out of me. For anyone that knows me well, I have done/still do everything on my own. I was brought up very independent and I love that about myself. But there is a difference between independent and selfish. I'm ready to share my life with someone. And to throw one last backwards zinger in there: If that isn't going to happen here in Duluth (which I really question), then where?
So all of these thoughts have led me to one great thing that I am very excited about. ROAD TRIP!!!! Late summer/early fall - I am taking 2 weeks - and I'm driving (just me) down to Denver to see my aunt, over to Salt Lake to see my grandma, and down to AZ to visit a friend (maybe a few - seems a lot of people are heading that way!!!). I think doing this, will put this whole blog (aside from the "SAW" junk) in perspective. Road trips are a great way to clear the mind. Plus...if I'm contemplating moving at all....I think this will either kill the bug (most likely) or confirm that it's time to go.
Until then....I would like to do something more with my life....and I don't know what exactly that means. I thought for about 3 seconds of going military...then I laughed my ass off. Sorry family, I still broke that chain. I respect it - I respect the hell out of it, but not anything that I would ever want to do. Maybe some sort of volunteer work. If I can get the time (which I don't have a lot of lately), maybe an Animal Shelter, or a mentor. I think that would be good. I'm not saying I'm on a mission to save the world or any Bono stuff like that...but I want to do something that does make a difference, to someone, to something, maybe even just to me. So if you have any ideas...I'm all ears....or eyes...
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