Well, I'm feeling a lot better today, than yesterday. So, yippee! Today was a typical Monday. Being back at work was nice, but I was swamped and it was, of course, Monday. So, tomorrow's Tuesday, and I can't wait till Friday!
My foot did okay today, but I noticed tonight that it seems to be turning a different color of bruising. So, I'm not sure if that means anything or not, but I thought I'd share.
Tonight I spent about 30 minutes circling the airport, waiting on my aunt's flight to come in. I really hate that you can't park at Arriving for more than like .123 seconds before a cop comes and makes you go away. I always feel like I'm doing something wrong when I go to the airport. Maybe if I had a ribbon on my car and/or suitcase, I would feel better. NOT. Maybe a Calvin pissing on a ribbon sticker. Yeah, that's it.

Feeling Better

Well, I'm feeling a lot better today, than yesterday. So, yippee! Today was a typical Monday. Being back at work was nice, but I was swamped and it was, of course, Monday. So, tomorrow's Tuesday, and I can't wait till Friday!

My foot did okay today, but I noticed tonight that it seems to be turning a different color of bruising. So, I'm not sure if that means anything or not, but I thought I'd share.

Tonight I spent about 30 minutes circling the airport, waiting on my aunt's flight to come in. I really hate that you can't park at Arriving for more than like .123 seconds before a cop comes and makes you go away. I always feel like I'm doing something wrong when I go to the airport. Maybe if I had a ribbon on my car and/or suitcase, I would feel better. NOT. Maybe a Calvin pissing on a ribbon sticker. Yeah, that's it.

I can't believe it's already 10pm already. I just got home! So, I guess it's time for bed. I'm getting up early this week to get in OT at work. Oh joy. Have a good night!

More Than Christmas In The Air...

I think it must be some sort of angry gas or something. I woke up this morning and still felt sleepy. (I think that might have something to do with the Nyqil I took last night) but regardless, I still felt tired. We went to brunch and it was good..except for the ice they put in my orange juice. Who puts ice in OJ? Am I weird for not wanting ice in my OJ?

After brunch, we came home and Chris started putting up Christmas lights and I went to Sam's. Big mistake. HUGE. First of all..this stupid f-ing boot cast I have to wear is so freaking heavy..I feel like I'm walking around with a bucket full of concrete attached to my foot. So, I get into Sam's and it's packed. Packed to the gills. People were like pushing and shoving and giving other shoppers dirty looks. It was just weird. So, I didn't get many things..but I did get Shrek and Elf DVD's..but that's besides the point. Anyway, I ended up standing in line to check out for like 20 minutes and I have no idea why. There were only 2 people in front of me, plus the lady who was already checking out. But it took the lady who was already checking out like 15 minutes. I'm not sure if like..her credit card wouldn't go through, or her check was refused or what..but it really annoyed me. So, as I finally checked out, I got a soda. When I went to fill up my soda, I spilled it all over me....then, when I went to put the straw in, the soda exploded through the little straw hole. And well, that kinda sucked. So, as I go out to my car, after my wonderful shopping experience...I see like 6 people standing around my car. And 2 carts that look like they are smashed into my car. So, I get closer and realize that the 6 people belong to the car next to me, and the carts were just really really close to my car, not smashed into my car. So anyway, I put my stuff in the trunk and put my cart back..then realize that I cannot get into my car. So, I walk around to the front of the car and try to get in. I have to say EXCUSE ME like 5 times, really loud. Anyway, I get in my car and I'm sitting there switching CD's when I hear this *CLUNK*. I look up and I see this lady lipping "Sorry". She had hit my car with her door. I was pissed before, but now I'm really pissed. Probably a little more pissed than I should have been. So, I roll down my window and say "Did you just hit my car?" Except I was more bitchy than that. And she says "yes" and I say "Well, did it leave a mark?" and she says "No"..but I am skeptical. So, refer back to my earlier statement of saying how my cast boot feels like concrete...I couldn't really get in and out so easily to check...so I back out and write the license plate number down..and check it when I get gas. Which leads me into my next rant...

As I pull into QT by my house, I notice it's a clusterfuck. I mean, seriously busy. Not that that's any different than normal. It's always a clusterfuck...like..gas is going out of business and if everyone doesn't fill up in the next 2 seconds, the world will end. Anyway, I pull in and see an empty car, and decide to wait for them to come out. Well, while I'm waiting, people are cutting each other off, giving dirty looks, being mean, and just annoying me (like that's hard to do anyway). So, I wait...and wait...and wait and wait and wait and wait and wait. No car owner comes out. So, I'm thinking WTF ARE YOU DOING IN THERE? But I get no answer. I seriously wait for a pump for 15 fucking minutes. What is up with waiting 15 minutes for a frigging gas pump?!?! And WHY is QT always so fucking busy? Oh, so I did check my car, and there was no dent where the stupid lady hit my car. So, I didn't need the license number after all. Anyway, I finally got gas, and got outta there.

I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I'm just sleepy. Maybe I need a Zoloft or a Xanax..or maybe I just need a nap. I don't though. I've been on perm. nap mode for the past week. My house is wreck. A freaking wreck. Good thing the cleaning lady is coming tomorrow. I'm seriously going to leave her a big fat tip this week, along with a note, apologizing for the mess, explaining why everything is messy and asking her to forgive me. Oh, and I haven't done laundry in over a week. Chris did a few loads but not all of it. He's also been really good at cleaning up the kitchen, I just feel like a bum. I'm so tired of lying in my bed I could puke. I think I'm going to sleep on the floor in the kitchen for the next week, just to protest my sickness/injury bed. Did I mention I have a cold? I really hate the general public and the random germs they carry.

Now, I hate to say it but I'm so glad I'm going back to work tomorrow. I need to get back into my regularly scheduled program. Christmas is on the way and I should be oh-so-full-of-cheer, but I can't even muster up the energy to smile. I need to snap out of it though, because I need to start organizing our Christmas party.

So, hopefully I will get out of my shitty sick mood and 'cowboy up' soon. I can't take much more of me like this.

What Day Is It?

My days/time is all out of wack. Since I was at home all last week, and because of the long Thanksgiving weekend, I don't even know what day it is. And, the time? I'm clueless. Chris ordered me to stay in bed *all* *day* *long* today. I'm just a little off kilter. My foot does feel a little better though. I think if I stay off it again tomorrow, I'll be okay next week for work. That is, if I don't break my neck walking into the building with my crutches. :P

I think we're doing brunch tomorrow, but not much besides that. I'm so ready to go back to work. I'm so bored with being at home. Most of all, I wish my foot would magically heal and I could walk normal again and be free to shop.

That's all I really have to say. Even though I basically slept most of the day, I'm really tired right now and I just want to go to bed.

Snow!

It snowed! I'm so happy! I love the snow!

Now that that's out of my system...on to my ankle. It's doing a lot better. They haven't amputated yet. (Joke) I'm not in a hard cast (thank goodness!). I have a moon boot. So, I go back in 3 weeks to get another X-Ray and if it's healing nicely, then I won't have to get a cast...but if it's not healing right...then I'll have to get the hard cast. And that would suck ass. So, say a little prayer for my ankle.

I made a mess in the oven today. Lets just say it involved a stick of butter, lots of smoke and corn casserole. So, Chris cleaned the oven out, and I'm back up and running. Yeehaw!

Tonight we're going out to eat with the In-Laws and Chris's sister. She's leaving for CA tomorrow to spend the weekend with her wonderful boyfriend/soon to be fiancee. We're going to some Thai place that I forgot the name of. Later tonight, Jeff and the gang are going out to Brewskeez again but I'm not sure if we're going to go or not. Depends on how I feel after we get done eating. Tomorrow we have *2* Thanksgiving dinners to go to. I'll have to be rolled to and from the car, I think.

I'm growing more and more depressed when I think about not being able to wear heels for like 6 weeks. This moon boot isn't very stylish.

Friday we're going to Best Buy to get a TV for our guest bedroom. I have my crutches to ward off the masses. After that, I might go to the mall, but I'm not sure. Does anyone know if West County mall has wheelchair rental available?

I have an appointment this afternoon with the Orthopedic surgeon. Chris is coming home to take me. Did I mention how bad my foot hurts? I'm really hoping that the surgeon doesn't hurt me today. And, even though the ER doctor said I wouldn't get a walking cast...maybe I will. Keep your fingers crossed. I'm so nervous and upset at the same time considering we're about to head into my favorite shopping time of the whole year. But, on the semi-bright side..at least I can use the electric cart at stores now. But, I'm not sure if I can bring myself to do that. I already feel like a tard gimping around on crutches...I can't imagine how I'd feel on a Rascal.

Weirdness

Ok. So, I just ate some Chinese and opened my fortune cookie and it says:

Nature, time and patience are the three great physicians.

Coincidence? I think not.

Should have taken the slide....

So, great night last night. Dinner with friends, Cake, City Museum. We were all really having a great time! So, at the Museum, we were crawling around like monkey's and joking about how tons of people must get hurt, considering how dark and steep some of the crawling area's were. So, we go up to the bar, and everyone else decides to take the slide down, and I decide to take the steps. So, I'm walking down the steps, and fall down like 2-3 steps. I was a little embarrassed, but I checked my fingernails, none broken, and got up and started walking again...not like 10 steps later, I fell *AGAIN*, this time down like 5-6 steps. Again, no broken fingernails, but my leg really hurt badly. So, I go sit down and look down at my foot and see my ankle swelling up before my eyes. It was literally the size of a grapefruit. It was friggin huge! So, the people at the Museum wanted to give me a wheelchair, but I didnt want one, and of course, I tried to "hop" my way out, but after 3 hops, realized that wasn't going to work..so I rode out in glory in a wheelchair. I was *so* embarrassed.

So, we go to the hospital and honestly, my foot being broken was the last thing on my mind. I figured it was just sprained or bruised or something and they'd wrap it up and send me home. WRONG. My fibula is 'fractured' and I'll have to be in a hard cast for 6-8 weeks. I was so shocked. I've never broken a bone in my life, and after climbing around at the City Museum and coming out of that just fine, I fall down the steps??? Shit sometimes I'm such an idiot. So, now I have to go see an orthopedic Surgeon and I'm just hoping that everything is ok and it won't have to be reset or I won't have to have surgery or anything.

I was supposed to go to a baby shower today, but I can't even get dressed. The back/side and heel of my foot feel like they're on fire. It hurts so bad. And now, I'm thinking how in the hell am I going to go Christmas/Grocery shopping, work, shop, etc etc etc with freaking crutches. I feel like such a tard, and I'm not so good on them. So, for now, I'll just sit here in my chair, with my foot propped up on the ottoman and hope the pain goes away. I have some Vicoden but I don't want to take it. Instead I've been taking Alieve and Tylenol Liqui-Gels. So hopefully that keeps working.

Saturday!

Wooo. It's Saturday and the 20th of November, which just happens to be Chris's birthday. Happy Birthday Chris! He's 28 today. He told me this morning he feels like he's got 1 foot in the grave...I just laughed.

Tonight we're going out to dinner with some friends, and then we'll either go to Soulard or the Tap Room. We haven't decided yet.

I saw the coolest little toys in this month's Wired. Giant Microbes plush toys. What a cool idea! Little stuffed animals that resemble germs. You could teach your kid what the HCV virus looks like...or even what an Ulcer looks like. They're like $6-7 each.

I got a new CD that I think everyone should get. Modest Mouse's new one. Good News For People Who Love Bad News. It's pretty good. I 'm also diggin' Donavon Frankenreiter.

I haven't picked up that CD yet, but I think I might. I like the songs on his website.

Work really sucked this week. This was the hardest week I've had at work in a long time. Like...at least 3 years. I really hope next week is a little better..though somehow I think it won't be. There's a huge deadline we're working toward that I'm thinking we won't make...but shhhh don't tell anyone I said that. We'll see though. I'm totally resting up this weekend in preparation for a hard week.

Tomorrow I'm going to my cousin Katy's babyshower. I got her one of those Pack and Play playpen thingies and some little bibs and some clothes. Baby stuff is really expensive. I don't get it. I mean, especially for clothes, it's not like the designers are using as much material to make them. Sheesh! Then, I was thinking how cute it would be if Manolo Blahnik made baby shoes! Maybe they wouldn't be $300 but...chances are, they'd be $600.

Well, that's it for now. I'm badly in need of a cocktail and I'm tired of typing on this stupid keyboard. Chris, dear, you need a new keyboard.

Oh, and before I go, I just want to say thanks to my faithful blog readers. I've noticed there are a lot of the same people who check my blog daily..and even though lately I'm doing piss poorly on updates, I really appreciate it.

RIP ODB

Lamb has been purchased, and stew will be made. Oh yum.

Today was a long day but, it was broken up by lunch with a co-worker. Tomorrow will be just as long, and twice as busy. Can you sense my excitement? Huh? Can you? I thought so.

Tomorrow night, I'm having dinner with Carol and then we're going to hit the opening of Crate & Barrel. I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself. I plan on making lots of purchases! Speaking of purchases, I'm sort of mad at one of my co-workers for his comments on spending money. I think he's such a dick, though I think he thinks I'm a spoiled little bitch. But, I'm not spoiled, I just like to spend money. And I say, if you earn it, then you can spend it. So he can suck it.

I'm still watching my Sex and the City marathon. Though I'll be at a stand still in about 30 minutes, because I'm waiting on Blockbuster to send me my next 3 discs.

I noticed the comments regarding my ribbon rant. I stand by my rant, and I don't care who doesn't agree. It's my opinion, so suck it. I hate them damn things. I think I'm going to get a red ribbon that says "Fuck You & Your Ribbon". Yes, that will make things better.

That's it. Back to the show.

Go DJ...That's My DJ

I'm not a very good poster, as of lately. My apologies. I've been really busy. Work and life keep me busy, not to mention my busy social life. I'm like a butterfly. Fly...Fly...Fly...anyway, moving on.

This weekend was a good one. We had a birthday party on Saturday afternoon, then a BBQ that night. Today we went to Columbia to visit my sister, then went to Sam's (oh so exciting!) and Trader Joes. I absolutely love Trader Joes. I just wanted to say that. I'm so glad St. Louis finally got not 1, but 2! Hip-Hip...Hooray!

I've been working a lot lately, and kinda stressed out..but not in a bad way. I still hate html and Dreamweaver, but things are getting better. People love me and I guess in some weird way, that validates all the bad things.

I told Chris earlier today that I would be writing a big rant about those stupid ribbons people are sticking on their cars. And, I will write a big rant, but maybe not tonight. I'm watching a Sex and the City marathon (Season 2). But, let me just add, I really hate those ribbons. I cannot believe I can't drive anywhere without seeing like 10,000 "Support our Troops" ribbon magnets. FOR FUCKS SAKE. And, let me just add again, WHY do you need more than 1 "Support our Troops" ribbon on your car? And why, do I mainly see these ribbons on trucks, suv's and minivans? I'm confused and hate the Mid-West. I'm either moving to the East Coast or the North-West, or Fiji. Because I don't think they have magnet ribbons in Fiji.

I noticed today that the Christmas tree people are starting to build their tree holders in the parking lot of Sam's Club. I can't wait for Christmas. We're having a Holiday Party this year, and it should be 'smashing'! But, I guess we should get through Thanksgiving first. Mmm Turkey.

Well, back to my Sexy marathon.

This should be Wednesday...

because it feels like a Wednesday. I'm really tired and am so ready for Friday. Today was a busy day. I'm so tired of html I could puke. And ClearCase. I hate you ClearCase and html. I hope you know that. Tomorrow is going to be like today was, except busier. Oh yay.

Tonight I made these fries from a new cookbook I got. I can't decide if I liked them or not. This weekend, I bought a new mandolin slicer, so cutting the potatoes was kinda cool. But after I cut them into 'fries', I had to 'toss' them in 2 egg whites, cumin, chili powder, salt & pepper. Then, bake at 450 for 15 minutes, and broil for 5. I thought they tasted kinda weird. Maybe it was the egg whites...I don't know. I love the shit out of cumin and chili powder..so it musta been the egg, I dunno. So, I had Trader Joe's Hummus after I threw away the fries I didn't like. Then, I had an apple muffin. And in a little bit, I think I'm going to have a glass of milk and some PB Joes. I love these healthy dinners I eat. But, speaking of healthy, I've lost 5 lbs since last Monday. Woo.

One of my favorite perfume's is apparently discontinued. Secret 55 from Victoria's Secret. So, I saw that Ebay has some on there, so I think I'm going to snatch a few bottles off of there.

That's it. I'm going to watch TV and go to bed. Night!

A Shopping Orgasm

MmmMMm..wow. I went shopping today. And damn, did I get lucky. It was the best shopping I've done in a while. Everything I got was on sale, plus I had coupons. With one coupon, I save $66.00! That's just insane! I also got a pair of jeans for $6.00 at Famous. This was a weekend full of deals actually. Friday night at the bar, the bar wench cut us a deal and our bill for the whole night was only $28.00. Then, tonight we went to Applebee's and got my meal comp'd because the fish I got was literally STILL FROZEN. Ick! Anyway, good deals this weekend.

And, today was indeed productive. I finally got all my summer clothes put away and picked up some junk around the house, plus I got together 3 bags of stuff to donate to the Disabled Vets.

I'm feeling a lot better today, but I'm just a little tired. I still need to finish a few loads of laundry and take a shower, then I'm hitting the pillow. Another weekend gone. Nothing good to look forward to this week. Just the coming weekend. Hopefully it will come soon!

Hangover Hell

So, last night was fun...until I started puking. I really think it was the tequila that did me in. But, it was fun. So, I spent all day in bed. I mean, all day. See, I was supposed to help today set up for a wedding, I was supposed to be there at 3:30. At 2pm, drug myself outta bed and took a shower. After my shower, I got dressed and then found my sunglasses. I sat down in the livingroom with all the lights out and put my sunglasses on. At about 3:15, I realized there was no way I was going to be able to sit up straight, not to mention not help set up for a wedding. So, I called and bailed, felt really terrible about bailing, then I laid back down and slept until 7. At 7, I got up and ate. After getting back home, I still feel crappy, but at least I'm sitting up. My head hurts and so does my stomach.

I did have fun last night though. We met some new people and saw Dr. Z play.

Tomorrow I must be productive. Hopefully I'll be feeling better in the morning.

Jeff asked if there were going to be cookies again. I'm thinking I'll send another batch out around Thanksgiving. So, be watching for the offer.

Well, that's about it. I should go lay back down.

TGIAlmostF

I feel like this week has gone on forever. I could have just been the day though. I was crazy busy at work. Like, batshit crazy busy. So glad the day is over and it's almost Friday.
So, I just saw this story on KSDK about 2 men who stole a DISPLAY of watches from a store in the Galleria. It sorta looked like Lord & Taylor. Anyway, these 2 men were caught on tape but are still at large. OK. WAIT JUST ONE DAMN MINUTE. Can someone please explain to me how someone can walk out of a department store with a DISPLAY CASE full of watches?!?! I wasn't aware you could steal like that and not get caught. I guess I've been doing things all wrong, you know, spending money and stuff. What was I thinking?!?
Anyway, moving on...I've gotta busy weekend planned. Tomorrow night we're going out with a guy I work with and his girlfriend to some place in Florissant to see Dr. Zhivegas. Saturday I have like a ton of things I need to get done before 3:30, because at 3:30, I'm helping Sandra over at Petals Galore set up for a wedding. Sandra did the flowers for my wedding and she does a fantastic job, I might add. And just recently, she called me and asked me if I'd be interested in helping her once in a while because I was one of her past favorite brides. So, I was thrilled and said yes. I love helping her because I get to see her creations for different weddings. Beautiful! Anyway, there's a bunch of misc. things I need to do around the house too. So, hopefully it'll be a productive weekend, and I'll get a lot done.
Well, that's all for now. I'm going to go read the magazine I bought tonight and then go to bed.

Details..

Ok...so this cat has been coming around our house for about 2 weeks or so. It had tags and everything, so I tried to find it's owner. I called St. Louis County Animal Control, a bunch of different animals hospitals, I tried the phone number on the tag to the owner, and even looked up the address. The address was in No. Co. so I was a little curious as to how the cat got to St. Chuck. Anyway, we figured it maybe got lost during a move or something. Anyway, last night we finally let him come in and today we took him to a vet. Turns out he's about 1 year old, declawed, neutered, shots, everything. He weighs 10.5 lbs and he's a Manx or Menx however you spell that. Anyway, he seems to be a very loving cat. You can totally tell that he's been taken care of and he's used to being in a house around people. So, some of you know that I'm not a big pet person (besides my fishies). But, I'm going to give it a try. Chris really is in love with this cat so I'm going to try and like it too. We'll see how it turns out. But, I will say I think we did a good thing by taking it in. I can't imagine what would have happened to the poor kitty if it had been homeless much longer, with no claws or ways to protect himself. So, anyway that's my kitty story. I'm gonna go take a shower now. Maybe I'll post more about my day later.

Guess what...

we now have a cat. It was a stray, but is a really awesome cat. Details later...

The Eve of the Election

So, we get to vote tomorrow. Yippee! I'm excited that it's almost over. No more political commercials, no more commentaries, no more presidential candidates. Yay! And, of course I get to exercise my right to vote. That's a good thing. Everybody should go out and vote. Vote Vote Vote!

So anyway, what a crappy day it was today. Rain..all day. And, it was dark when I got off work. Damn you Daylight Savings Time! I mean, is anyone else ready for bed around 6:30pm now? I always feel like it's 10:30pm and I should be taking a shower and getting ready for bed. Then, I realize it's only 6:30 and I still need to make dinner and do things like..laundry! So, that's one of my current pet peeves. And speaking of pet peeves..let me tell you what happened today. This guy I work with likes to buy smoothies from the coffee shop at my work. Anyway, apparently (or so I was told) the smoothies are really huge and he can't always drink them by himself. So, before I started there, he would split his smoothie with my boss. So, 2 weeks ago, I was having lunch with my boss and she was telling me about the smoothie guy. And I mentioned that I liked smoothies. And actually, to be honest with you, the blogging community, I don't really like smoothies, but I didn't want to let my boss know that I'm a smoothie hater. Anyway, so apparently she told Mr. Smoothie that I liked smoothies and he should split his smoothie with me sometime. So, today, he came up to me and asked me if I wanted to split his smoothie with him. So, I was getting ready to go to a meeting and I said sure! A smoothie would be great to take with me to this meeting. And I was thinking that I could chew on the straw during the whole meeting in boredom..but anyway, back to my story. He brings me my part of the smoothie and I say thank you. Well, a few hours later, he comes up to me and asks me how I liked the smoothie...and of course, I say it was good. He told me "It's $2.00"..and I say "wow, $2.00 is a good price for that smoothie!" and he says, "no, $2.00 a smoothie. You owe me $2.00." And honestly, I was so shocked that I couldn't really say anything but, ok. So let me get this straight..you offer to SHARE YOUR SMOOTHIE with me, THEN tell me I owe you $2.00??? Well listen Mr....I may be new, but I didn't fall fresh off the turnip truck. So, I know when you OFFER to split something with me, I don't owe you jack or shit. So, good luck Mr. Smoothie Guy I Work With on getting your $2.00..and for future reference, don't ever ask me if I want to have some of your nasty ass smoothie again.

So, now that that's out of the way. I went to the gym tonight and took out some of my smoothie aggression on the elliptical. It felt nice too. So, when I got home, I had a sandwich consisting of an english muffin, some egg beaters, 1 wedge of Laughing Cow cheese, and a piece of Canadian Bacon. It was pretty yummy!

Well, that's it from my pretty insignificant world. I'm really tired for some reason (Thank You Mr. Daylight Savings Time....perhaps you're related to Mr. Jackass Smoothie King.) so I think I'm going to hit the sack. Maybe tomorrow I will have enough energy to tell you of my bedroom rearranging/redecorating.

So, goodnight and don't forget to VOTE. Vote or Die or whatever. And, just remember, the only important thing here, is that you vote. Period. And, if you vote for Kerry, that's just a bonus. So, VIVA LA KERRY and don't forget to Vote!