Really Crappy Day

My cheese was moved. I'm really unhappy about it. I'm trying really hard to be, but I can't. I even got out my copy of Who Moved My Cheese?, dusted it off and started reading it again. No such luck. I'm on the verge of going with the flow of things, or just going bat shit crazy and looking for another job with wild abandon. Apparently, popularity isn't all it's cracked up to be. I'm so popular among managers at my work that they fought over me. I hate this situation.

My stomach has been hurting all day. It feels like there is a little animal inside of my stomach kicking me and biting me and just basically beating the hell out of me. It's lovely. And no, I'm not pregnant so don't even ask me. I just don't feel good. I'm in dire need of a vacation. Life sucks right now and I am sad. That's all I have to say.

Melange

Here it is, the long awaited review...

Last night, our dining out group met at Melange for dinner. While down from our usual 16 bodies, to 9, we still, as usual had high expectations. When I first arrived, I noticed the atmosphere of the bar. It was very clean, sleek, and dark. I thought it would make a great “date” bar.Unfortunatelyly, Melange isn't on the bandwagon of the recent Pometini kick in St. Louis, so I had to settle for a Cosmo. Three drinks, and $40 poorer, we were ready for dinner.

We were promptly seated at our requested table in the middle of the dining room, instead of the long booth against the wall. We were very happy about that. We were also informed that separate checks would not be an issue. That was a breath of fresh air, especially since we usually have a hard time getting separate checks at other places. Our waiter was very attentive and made a special effort to take care of the ladies before the men. At first I wasn't really ready for this sort of service, but I soon relaxed and went with the flow.

The food was excellent. I had the signature chicken dish with mashed potatoes and asparagus. It was very delicious. Before the chicken, however I had the Green Goddess Salad. I wasn't very impressed with that. It tasted like lettuce and nothing else. One of my members had the Caesar and sent it back because the dressing was too full of anchovies. So, the salads need some work. A few people ordered steaks. Cooked perfectly and full of flavor. My friend Marty had the tuna. He described this dish as being "the most sassy tuna I've ever eaten." I had the pleasure of tasting this "sassy tuna" and I had to agree that it was indeed, the sassiest I've tasted.

For dessert, we ordered everything off their menu. Don't get excited, it's not all that much. I had the carrot cake, while Chris ordered the chocolate pot. The carrot cake slice was absolutely huge. It was the biggest piece of cake I've ever been served. Now, I will make this disclaimer. I'm know for my carrot cake. I do carrot cake, that's what I do. People ask for it, and I make it. It's moist and delicious and people love it. So, I knew it would be bad news for me to order the carrot cake. I did it anyway. Here is the outcome. When I first saw the icing on the massive slice, I thought that this cake was mass produced somewhere other than Melange. I could be wrong, but I doubt it. The icing was not good. I believe it was supposed to be laced with Grand Mariner. If it was, I didn't taste it and it didn't help. The cake itself was greasy and heavy. I wasn't a fan, and believe me, I tried really hard to like it. I wouldn't order it again.

The chocolate pot, however was delicious! Very smooth and rich. Order this! You won't regret it.

Overall, my impression of Melange was positive. I woudefinitelyely return, and I'm giving it my stamp of approval for all of you to check out. During our dinner, one of the owners stopped by to chat for a bit and make sure everything was going okay. That was a nice touch and we appreciated it. Of course, I guess it helped that one of our group members knew him. =) After dinner we stayed to chat for a while, and then left. Everyone was very nice to us and even walked us out. One more thing I might add is that upon entering, they have a coat check. Very nice, considering coat checks in the St. Louis area are pretty much nexistentant.

Short and Uneventful

I've been busy. It sucks. Really, really sucks. Today, however, the big thing that is going on at work was finally announced to the managers and will be announced to the rest of the staff tomorrow. I feel a great relief that I will no longer have to be in secret squirrel mode. My boss gave me a half day off today. She rocks and I really needed it. I came home and started working on my motherfing Algebra homework, then I got so pissed off that I took a nap. When Chris got home, he helped me, but I was still raging. I got it done though. I hate math. You have no idea how much I loathe the stuff. I'm not good at it. Maybe that's why I hate it. I'm good at everything else but math. FUCK.

So, last night we went to Melange. Review to come soon. Stay tuned.

I've decided that I hate the picture that's on my blog right now, so I guess I need to change it. Hopefully this weekend I will find some time to spend with my precious blog. Don't hold your weenies though. It seems like lately, things have been happening like 40 going west. I want to get off the ride for a few days and take it easy.

So, in short, I'm busy, it sucks, I hate math, I need a break, and I'll post a review and an update this weekend. Great! Now, I must go to bed.

PS. If you've emailed me recently and haven't gotten a response, it's not because I hate you. I'm just busy. I'll get to responding as soon as I find like 10 minutes to devote to it. Also, hi Geof! I miss you!

Nice Things

Today, a guy I work with brought me Ferrero Rocher. It was nice of him. He's been on leave due to a "crazy break" and just came back today. He said he brought me the candy to thank me for sending him his mail while he was out. Then he told me I looked good. He's a crazy old Russian guy so you really can't trust what he says. :P

Other than that, nothing much happened today. That's a good thing though. Tomorrow, however will be another story. Meetings and hours of hush-hush discussions will take place and that will be not so fun.

Yesterday, a friend told me that my RSS feed was not working. It is fixed now though. So, feel free to RSS you're little hearts out.

This weekend I'm going to Soulard Market for some fresh fruits and veggies at low, low prices. Oh, plus some flowers too. Then, Saturday night, we're going out with some friends to see Blast! and I'm excited about that. We tried to get tickets to Erin Bode's CD release party at Jazz at the Bistro, but they were all sold out. Bummer.

Tomorrow our dining out club will be going to Melange. I'm excited because I've been wanting to go there for a while now.

Okay, must go now. Chocolate Chip Cookies just came out of the oven and I would like to eat one while they're still warm.

My Crazy Week

At first, I thought it was due to the stock market tanking this week. By Wednesday, I had come to the conclusion that there was obviously something in the downtown water supply that was making people crazy. Work was crazy busy/stressful. I've mentioned before there are major changes going on, unfortunately I can't talk about them right now, due to the fact that a few co-workers read my blog and they have no idea of these changes. So, all of that was happening, along with more crazy personnel issues to deal with. Then, I had a rental car for 2 days. It was the crappiest rental car I've ever had. Really. It was old and busted. I'm being completely honest when I say that I wasn't even aware that they still made cars without power windows, locks, or cruise control. Apparently they do though. I finally got my car back, with new speakers, a thermostat do-dad replaced in the engine, and an oil change I didn't ask for. After a bit of questioning, I ended up getting a $20 discount and a free oil change worth $50. I think I came out ahead.

So, after I picked up my car, I headed to school. I got my test back from last week and I did really well on it. Thankfully! Then, I got a new test. I really believe I totally bombed on it. As in, not even one question right. I was so upset about it. I did manage to talk to the professor about it though and she agreed to let me fix anything I get wrong for 1/2 credit. I was really happy about that. Anyway, all through class I was stressed out and extremely tired. At 10, when class was over, I realized I couldn't find my keys. For fuck's sake! It was a mess. I had to walk across campus to security, and they didn't have them. They told me to wait 10 minutes and they'd come help me. I walked to the quad and just dumped all my shit out in frustration. I found my keys. In my bookbag. UGH. I finally left school around 10:45. It was not a good night.

So, after this stressful week, I decided that I needed a massage and a facial (and no, not the kind of facial I know you're thinking of.) Instead of going to Studio Branca, as I usually do, I decided to go to the Face and the Body Spa out in O'Fallon. This was the first time I'd had a facial, so I didn't really know what to expect, but I certainly didn't expect to be hit in the face. So, you know how when you go to the korean nail salons for a pedicure and they "massage" your legs by hitting and pounding on them? Well, the woman who did my facial used that same philosophy on my face. I remember laying there thinking to myself, "WHY ARE YOU HITTING ME!?!?" I didn't really enjoy it. I also didn't really care for having layer after layer of goop put on my face, then wiped off, then put back on, then taken off, errr you get the point. The massage wasn't that much better. The rooms were so small and not private that I could hear the conversations going on in other rooms, the hallway, etc. The massage itself was okay though. Not the best I've ever had though. I definitely won't be going back to that place. Anyway, after I got home today, I crashed out and slept until around 7pm. It felt nice to rest. Now I'm hoping I won't stay up all night.

So, that's my week in a nutshell. They one thing that's getting me through is the fact that I'm now one week closer to going to Vegas, baby!

Kisses

I just saw a commercial for a new Hershey Kiss, filled with peanut butter. This bothered me. I started thinking, "What's next? Spinach?" Seriously though, they have these kisses out with strawberry cream, caramel, mint, peppermint and now peanut butter. Stop the madness. Hershey, I implore you to stop filling your kisses with stuff. Just fill your kisses with solid chocolate so we can get on with our lives.

I thought today was going to suck, but then I realized it was Tuesday! Not Monday! So, things were groovy.

I ordered some new cookbooks on Amazon and I can't wait until they get here. This weekend I'm going to hopefully bake wonderful goodies out of the new cookbooks I purchased this week.

Pork, anyone?

Since I was off today, I decided to make dinner like a Stepford Wife, as in ready for Chris when he gets home. What's on the menu you ask? Rosemary/Orange Pork Chops, green beans with onions and bacon, and Stove Top (because it's the best). I think it will be utterly delicious.

Today I had lunch with my friend Kara and then we went out to a restaurant supply store looking for the dishes I have been unable to find. Is it too much to ask for a set of plain white, heavy dinnerware? I just want a basic plate that is heavy and has a wide brim around it. Simple. The supply store didn't have it. Crate and Barrel has something similar to what I'm looking for, but I want a place setting for 16, and I'm not prepared to pay what they're asking. I'm probably going to have to bend over and take it, but I'd like a while to bitch about it before I get out the lube.

Do you think Oprah reads the books she picks for her bookclub? I'd like to think she does, but I've been burnt by thinking people should do things such as read their own books, or write their own emails (ahem CIO) so I now have to question everything.

Tomorrow I go back to work. I'm okay with that. Why? Because it's only a 4 day work week. And when it comes to work, 4 days is better than 5!

Weekend Wrap Up, Less Bitchiness

Some of you may think this is the end of the weekend. Some of you would be wrong though. I have tomorrow off for MLK Day. Can I get a "woo-hoo?" Not a lot of "woo-hoo" though, even though I am off, I still have to get up early because I have a doctor's appointment very early. So, not so much excitement about getting up early on my day off.

This weekend was nice! On Friday, our intentions were to get crab. We did not get crab, because the restaurants with crab were mobbed. So, we ended up getting Chinese. While we were at the Chinese place, I realized that I only had chicken items on my plate. I just thought that was a little odd. While we were eating, we heard this bellowing voice behind us, and looked over to see a gorilla looking person who presented himself as a man. He was standing up and yell-talking to people sitting around him, that I assume he knew. The experience was weird. People sitting around us were weird. The host at the restaurant was cute, like a little miniature person, except he wasn't miniature. I can't really explain it, so I'll move on.

Saturday, I got up and did some things around the house, then we went out and bought some new book shelves and various other stuff. We stopped for lunch at Olive Garden, then went over to Chris's mom's house. By the time we got home, it was time for us to get ready to go out for the evening. First, we headed down to Laclede's Landing to the Royal Dumpe, where we hooked up with a group of about 16. It was fun, but I don't really think I'd like to go there again. I couldn't really get into the whole Renaissance type mood and the food was not good at all. I might add that being a foodie really sucks, because you stop enjoying the mediocre things (food) in life, and start hating them. Anyway, the only good thing the Dumpe has going for it is the boobies on the wenches and the bottomless beer they offer for $12.95. Chris was tanked and I was not, because obviously someone had to drive. Anyway, after the show, everyone wanted to head to the casino, but we did not. Instead, we headed to the Royale to meet up with Chris's mom/dad/cousin/her husband to see his aunt/uncle spin some tunes. I'd never been to the Royale, but I really liked it. Their drink menu is eclectic. The sub continental drink was yummy! Especially if you dig cucumbers. While we were there, I ran into a friend who I really didn't expect to see. We chatted for a while, then I saw someone else I knew. How odd is it that I'm not even from St. Louis, but it never fails, 4 out of 5 places I go, I run into someone I know. Anyway, we closed down the bar, then we all headed over to this little hole in the wall place that stays open till 3, called Sandrina's or something to that effect. We had a good time Saturday night and didn't go to bed until 4. That leads us to today. This morning we got up and went to brunch at this new Greek place with the same crew from last night. Then we came home, I started reading "Freakonomics" and then fell asleep. Ah, sweet weekend.

Chris's sister asked me to make the groom's cake for her wedding on October. For some odd reason, his whole family thinke the carrot cake I make is famous. I might add that I've made so many carrot cakes that I have a seasoned hatred toward the stuff. Anyway, I will make the carrot cake regardless. I'm excited though, because 1. I love baking and 2. I love decorating. I think I'm going to do fondant with cornelli lace, but I'm not 100% sure yet. I've still got a while to figure the design out.

This week I'm going to drop my precious art by Slava Brodinsky off to be framed. I'm excited, yet nervous. If my painting gets damaged, I'm going to inflict copious amounts of damage to the store that is responsible for the damage. I have faith though, that everything will be kopasetic though. Cross your fingers!

Pardon Me, While I Act Like a Bitch

I don't like the people I go to school with. I just don't. Tonight, while my eyes were starting to glaze over like an overstuffed jelly donut, I decided to deglaze my eyes and focus my attention on coming up with reasons why I don't like my classmates. Here we go. First of all, to be fair, I don't know any of them outside of class, so they could be totally different, but I doubt it. First of all, there's the bitch with the attitude. I know this stuff, because she told me once at a happy hour after she'd thrown back a few, but basically, her husband was on workers comp, and then she was on workers comp, and she drives a new Hummer that was apparently her "anniversary present". I don't like her because she drives a Hummer. I also don't like her because she has a fucking ghetto attitude. I also wasn't aware that workers comp. paid so well. Apparently I'm in the wrong line of work. The girl who sits next to her has a fucked up face. It's not her fault really and I understand all that, but her face is full of craters. She's about 40, but tries to act 18. Her hair is really greasy and is an odd mix of faded Clariol do-it-yourself colors. She acts like she knows it all because she's an Admin. for the Home Ec. department. Great, she can teach us how to take care of a flour baby. The girl who sits next to her is fat. Yeah, I said it. She's fat. Perhaps she's so fat because she doublefists Pepsi's all night. She wears jeans so small for her that she has to button them below her fat droop. Sort of like a really old fat man who wears his jeans down the middle of his butt crack. The difference between him and her is, she doesn't show her buttcrack. She wears a t-shirt 2 sizes too small and tucks it in. It's so yummy to see her every week I can hardly contain myself. I don't like her because she's fat and she drinks Pepsi. That's the only reason. Next there is a girl who asks too many questions about the easiest stuff. When I say easy, I mean easy. Easy as in, if I get it, it's easy. Especially in this damn Algebra class. Anyway, she has big buck teeth and she's a mouth breather. She always has a southern accent and long stringy hair. I don't like her. There are a few more I could list, but really I think if I keep this up, I'm going to have a stroke. GRRRWERWFDAFDA I'm just feeling a little frustrated tonight. I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow, because if I didn't, I would slam a bottle of wine. Really.

To stop acting like a bitch, I will tell you about my evening last night. Mindy and I went out to Stir Crazy (where the waitress put's the crazy in stir.) then we went to see Memoirs of a Geisha. Firstly, Mindy is super cool. Secondly, the movie was great! Complete with hot men, and tears. Go see it, if you haven't already. Even if you're not interested in Geisha's, go see it for the Ken Watanabe eyecandy!

I suppose with that, I should take my bitchy ass to bed. Oh, I just want to add that while I was sitting in class, thinking of reasons to dislike my classmates, I did manage to understand the stuff we covered. Imagine that, I can evily multi-task. That's no surprise really, those who know me, know that's how I roll. I'm sort of like a mullet. Business on the outside, party on the inside.

National De-Lurking Week

Apparently this is the week for you all to come out of the woodwork and let me know you read my blog. I might add that I've never heard of this week, but I'll go with it, just for the hell of it. Now, leave a comment and say hi so I feel a tiny bit validated.

Some Observations

For some reason, a few things being reported in the news are bothering me. I feel they're stupid things, so here goes.

Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt are expecting a baby. Big fucking surprise. 1. who gives a shit? 2. This really does not make me think that Jennifer Aniston can be holding up very well. 3. Brad Pitt doesn't wear deodorant, so I've heard. I've heard that he's smelly. Anyway, I don't feel this news report should be included as "major" news on CNN or any other news outlet for that matter.

Lindsay Lohan finds the Vanity Fair article about her "repulsive." Heh. She does, huh? WHO GIVES A SHIT? Apparently the whole interview was recorded. You better watch yourself Ms. Bulimic-Drug User, because what you find repulsive and how you claim your words were "twisted" could come back to bite you in the ass. So you're not perfect, who cares. Go eat something and puke it up. Please please please stop reporting this shit in the news.

A Million Little Pieces by James Frey contains some untruths. Again, who cares. It's a freaking book talking about drug use. So he lied about being a hardened criminal. Who cares. Johnny Cash lied about being a "hardened criminal" too. Just so he could make some cold hard cash. Who gives a crap? People have done worse. Why is this headline news? Why do I wake up each morning to CNN's American Morning to the O'Brien's talking about this? WHY is James Frey going on Larry King to talk about this shit? 1. Your book is at the top of the best seller list. 2. People will continue to buy your book just to read the "lies". So again, I don't care if you lie in your book. The basic message is "drugs are bad, mmky?" Stop talking about this shit. Really.

That is all.

The Office..

cracks me up. I'm watching last week's episode about the "booze cruise". "The sales department is the sales!" Too funny.

Today I came home early from work because my evil sister made me sick. I came home and took a nap and basically just rested. It helped a little, but I still don't feel great. Chris came home, then left to buy a new gun, then we went to Lewis & Clark for dinner. I'm about as interested in guns as I am in rocket science. Non. But, just so you know, it's because he shoots clay pigeons at the shooting range. Just to clarify.

So I was thinking today about people. To be more specific, people who are your friends. There are some lyrics to a song that say "people in your life are seasons, and things that happen are for a reason.." and the part about people being in your life are seasons particularly makes me think about people. I think some people in your life are seasons. They come on strong and things are great for a while, and then they're gone like BAM. Either by choice or by force. I particularly think (I've used the word particularly like way too many times now..) about a particular friend that I had way before I got married and way before I hooked her up to her soon to be husband. She was like a season that you can't forget about, but you really want to because you're not particularly fond of that season, sort of like winter or sludgy spring. Anyway, I've been hanging on to the thought that we may repair our friendship and be life long friends, but I've come to realize recently (as in, in the car on highway 40 during my crappy commute each day) that this season is over and we aren't going to be life long friends and really, I have no desire to repair the friendship because the more I think about it, the more I realize that even if I made a move to try and make things good between us, it wouldn't be coming from my heart. I don't want to be friends with her because she makes things to difficult and quite frankly she annoys the shit out of me. Obviously I'm sure she finds me annoying too and that's fine, I just can't think about it anymore. So damn the song lyrics that bring up this shit. I need to listen to something empowering, like Ludacris's "Move Bitch". Yes, that's more me and not so much about "seasons".

I'm going to finish watching The Office now.

Ah.

Today was a typical Monday. So, basically that means it sucked. I woke up and didn't feel very good this morning. I pulled my ass out of bed though and went in.

I almost got into a fight with the copier today. I was so pissed. I was making a copy of a project folder with like a gazibillion pages. As I would put little sections of paper in to copy through the automatic feed, it kept getting jammed. This particular copier always jams when I try to use it anyway. So, I was seriously experiencing some rage. Then, just as I would fix the jam, it would happen again. GRRR. So, finally I get the fucking thing copied. I go back to my desk to put my binder together. I borrow a hole punch from this guy who I'd like to punch in the face most times, and of course it's broke. Broke as in, the little hole thing fell out of the punch and in turn the screw fell under my desk. I wanted to kick something at that point. So, then I got up and had to go ask several people if they had a flash light so that I could find this stupid screw and put this hole punch back together. UGH. Annoying as hell. I finally put the hole punch in working order and unhappily punched my papers. I was ready to go home at that point. I went to the gym instead.

I was so worn out on the way home that I didn't even talk on my cell phone all the way home. That's highly unusual for me. Anyway, once I got home, I got a second wind and made dinner. For Christmas, Chris's mom got me the new Rachel Ray cookbook. Now, I know, I don't like Rachel Ray either, but I like cookbooks so I thought I'd try a few out of this book. I ended up making Couple-a-minute Steaks and Potato Ragout. The ragout was soooo good. I was really really surprised. The steak turned out good too and the best part of all is that it was pretty easy and quickish to make. Don't be confused though, this was certainly no "30 Minute Meal". I was happy with the outcome though.

Now, I'm contemplating going to bed early because tomorrow is going to be a big day filled with either good news (hopefully) or bad news. Ah, work. You make me hate you so.

Tagged...

By Emily, so here goes.

The rules for this particular meme are as follows:

Remove the blog in the top spot from the following list and bump everyone up one place. Then add your blog to the bottom slot. Simplicity itself!

1. Hanuman
2. Running2Ks
3. Chickadee
4. My Blather
5. Dude, It's Dana!

Then you get to select five people to pass the love on to.

1. Kittymama
2. Mindy
3. Kay
4. Spinster
5. Rock Bitch

Now, on to the questions!

What were you doing 10 years ago?
Transitioning from living with my dad, to moving back with my mom. It was a tough time.

What were you doing 1 year ago?
Exactly 1 year ago, I don't really recall what I was doing. Around this time though, we were just getting back from vacation.

Five snacks you enjoy:
1. cheese and crackers
2. pickles
3. oranges
4. popcorn
5. peanut M&M's (bad for me, but I love them.)

Five songs to which you know all the lyrics:
1. I Walk The Line - Johnny Cash
2. Baby Girl - Sugarland
3. Baby Got Back - Sir Mix-A-Lot
4. Popular - Kristin Chenoweth
5. Better Together - Jack Johnson

Five things you would do if you were a millionaire:
1. Open a homeless shelter
2. My mom a new house
3. 30 pairs of Manolo's
4. a Volvo XC-90
5. a condo in Miami

Five bad habits:
1. Leaning the refrigerator door open while I'm cooking
2. Staying up late
3. Getting annoyed at people who ask too many questions
4. Starting a book and not finishing it
5. Starting a load of laundry, then forgetting to put it in the dryer

Five things you like doing:

1. Going on vacation
2. Shopping
3. Hanging out with my friends
4. Baking
5. Cooking

Five things you would never wear buy or get new again:

1. moon boots
2. cheap cookware
3. a brand new car (it's useless to buy brand new, considering the value drops immediately)
4. leg warmers
5. high tops

Five favorite toys:

1. my iPod mini, Celeste Pinkerton
2. my laptop
3. my Canon Digital Rebel
4. Kitchenaid stand mixer
5. my cell phone

Head Pain

My throat feels like a brillo pad. Snot is running down my throat, and I have a headache. Damn my sister for making me sick.

Chris made pancakes and fruit for breakfast. It was so good. Tonight I'm going to make chicken veggie soup. I know you were wondering what I was going to eat today. heh.

I'm going to see Memoirs of a Geisha with Mindy on Wednesday. Should be fun. I've been wanting to see this movie for a while now.

Next weekend I have a plan. It's called Organize the Office. Our home office is a freaking wreck. The main problem is the fact that we need another bookshelf. Right now, books are so piled in the office that I cannot even get to my desk. My desk, chair, file cabinet, floor is covered with books. So next weekend, I'm getting a new bookcase and am going to gain access to my desk. Speaking of which, I need a new one. Chris and I both got our desks at Ikea, but I picked a small desk with no drawers and he picked a huge office desk. So, I'm going to start looking for a new desk too. My desk is so small that really the only thing that fits on it is my laptop docking station and a pen. Really. That needs to be fixed!

Well, I think I need to take a nap before I start my homework. It's going to take a lot of brain power. Wish me luck in understanding the content!

Down With The Tree

The Christmas tree came down today. I was so glad to have it out and everything put away. Now, my livingroom looks like a whole new place. I have all this space now that I guess I had forgotten that I had because of our massive tree. So, it's all done until next year. Because of all the thousands of pine needles that had fallen off the tree into places that I hadn't even imagined around the house, I ended up vacuuming the house about 3 times. It took me about 30 minutes or so. I love vacuuming though, so it worked out. Vacuuming is just another symptom of my OCD.

I woke up this morning with a really sore throat and I was coughing, so this afternoon I took some cough syrup, but my throat still hurts so I guess getting full on sick is only a few days away. Hooray!

For Christmas I got a bunch of books, cookbooks included. One of my goals this weekend is to go through them and pick out some recipes to make. That, and do my homework and try to understand my homework. I pissed off my teacher this week when I told her I didn't understand. She asked me which part, I told her all of it. I can understand frustration when you're trying to explain something you're really really good at to someone and they don't get it, but don't get all pissy with me when it's Algebra you're trying to explain and I don't get it. I think I was born without the math gene. It it's not adding or subtracting or multiplying or dividing, don't ask me if it's the right answer because I couldn't tell you. I'm thinking about getting a tutor for an hour or so to try and make me understand. Who knows if it will work. My eyes generally glaze over whenever letters and numbers are mentioned in regards to math.

One last thing before I stop typing. The first weekend of March, we're going to Vegas. I'd really like the stay at the new Wynn, but every place I look that has package pricing (airfare & hotel) is outrageous. I did find a 2 night deal for $499, but most Vegas deals I've been finding are usually 3-4 nights in that price range. We're looking at doing 3 or 4 nights. If any of you know where I can find a cheap rate for the Wynn, please let me know.

Yum!

Stolen from Chubber Cheekers.

You Are Lemon Meringue Pie

You're the perfect combo of sassy and sweet Those who like you have well refined tastes

What Kind of Pie Are You?

Anderson Cooper Is So Dreamy...

I just thought I'd let you know that again. He's got his "serious" face on tonight. It's sexy in a serious way.

So, this week is over. Yay. I barely made it though, considering my sleep schedule being all fumessedcked up. I'm going to try and keep on schedule this weekend, instead of staying up late and sleeping in.

I had my interview with HR about the job that I don't have enough experience for. I convinced the lady I did in fact deserve a chance, so I'm cleared on to the next step. I don't know what will come out of this, but I think whatever happens, it will be good. The HR lady peppered me with questions, and I have a sure fire answer for each and every one of them. We had a really good meeting and I was smiling when I walked out. She took some notes as I talked, and at the end she apologized for telling me that she didn't think I had enough experience. Basically, the first thing I did was explain to her that I knew I didn't have the amount of experience required in the job description, but I wanted to get that experience, thus I applied for this job. Anyway, I'll let you know what happens.

I blogged in my head today, but now that I'm actually blogging, I don't even remember what my mental blog had in it. Tonight we went out for sushi, then went to Bed Bath & Beyond and got some stuff. That's about it. Now I'm tired and ready for bed. How sad is that?

This Is The Way We Go To Work..

Today was my first day back at work in 9 days. It was a long day. Thankfully tomorrow is already Wednesday, which means it's a day closer to Friday.

My tree is still not down. This is bothering me, but apparently not enough to motivate me to take it down right now.

So, today I got a call from HR regarding a position I applied for before I went on vacation. The job description for this position was pretty direct as to what they were looking for, and while I met half of the description, the one thing I was missing was 5+ years of experience in a certain field. First, let me just say that while I don't have the experience, I am definitely qualified to do the job, and I could do such a kick ass job too. Anyway, the HR lady called today and told me that she got my information and she just thought that I didn't have enough experience to meet the expectations of the hiring manager. So, I said to her, "oh, okay." I really meant "oh, okay" too. Because I knew about the experience thing before I even applied for it. However, she then told me that she was going to give me "30 minutes to prove to me that you do (have the experience)." Umm, ok? I didn't really know how to respond other than, "oh, okay." A meeting was set up for Thursday and then we got off the phone. I sat there for a minute and then kinda started getting annoyed. If you don't think I'm experienced enough, then fine. Why am I interviewing just to get an interview. Well, the only thing I could come up with as to why she wanted to meet with me was that she liked me and maybe thought I'd be spunky enough to impress her. Who freaking knows. So, basically I don't have the experience, but I can do the job, and while I don't have the kind of experience for this position that they're asking for, I do have a tiny bit. So, we shall see. Wish me luck!

Another Charming Letter

Dear Guy-on-the-elliptical-next-to-me-at-the-gym-today,

I just wanted to take this opportunity to write you regarding your blatant disregard for those around you, trying to get a nice, relaxing workout. I noticed you as I mounted my usual elliptical. I thought I saw you look at a cell phone, but I just glanced so I couldn't be sure. Once I got started sweating my ass off, I turned up my i-Pod to drown out the sound of the classic rock playing on the speakers, as well as the sound of the elliptical. It was very odd though, because as I was listening to D4L sing about shaking yo' laffy taffy, I heard you talking. I thought you were talking to me very loudly, so I looked your way. I then realized that you were having a conversation on your cell phone while you were on the elliptical. I have two words for you. THAT'S BULLSHIT. Who in the fuck do you think you are? A super busy sports agent? A movie star? No and No. I know you are neither of those things because you work at the same company as me. I really do not appreciate you yaking for the entire 45 minutes I was on the elliptical. Thanks to you, I could not fully enjoy my booty songs or my workout for that matter. I could hear your annoying voice. How dare you bring your cell phone to the gym and actually talk on it. The next time you want to talk on the phone, get off the fucking machine you are on. If I happen to be next to you and this happens again, I kid you not, I will push you off the elliptical and then smash your cell phone under my New Balance shoes so fast it will make your fat head spin.

Thanks,

Dana

Weirdness

Lately, I've noticed that people have been searching on google for 's blog. Now, while it's no secret that I blog, it sorta gives me the willies. I wonder who is searching for my blog, and why. Also, I wonder if those people realize that I know they're searching for me. Just a little weird.

Tornados In January?

What the hell is going on here? I was a little surprised to be flipping through the channels last night and see a weather alert on channel 5 for a tornado. At first, part of me wondered if it was something from the past that was pre-recorded or something. Then, I heard the sirens. I've said this before, and I'll say it again, the sirens are really loud when they're located literally, right outside your window. Also, I beg the question of why does the tornado siren have to sound like a bomb siren. Don't you think it would be more effective if a recording came on saying TORNADO WARNING! TORNADO WARNING! At least that way, it would prevent me from jumping out of bed and freaking out because I'm half asleep and don't know what the hell is going on. And really, what is up with tornados in freaking January?!? Thank you global warming.

I'm not going to talk about New Years or even what I did or didn't do in 2005. I think resolutions are cheesy. So, whatever man.

Yesterday we went to Chris's family's annual New Years Day brunch, where I promptly fell asleep after I ate. Then, I came home and went to sleep again, until about 5. Then we headed over to the 'rents house to meet up with his sister and her fiancee and cousin and her husband. We ate and played games. Trivial Pursuit, in which I gave the final answer that pushed my team to victory. Of course, my team consisted of me and Chris. Thank goodness for the Mario Batalli answer. Thank goodness I'm a restaurant connoisseur. After we won that game, we broke into boys against girls and played Shout About TV. Girls won. Booyah. Boys suck. So, I was twice a winner last night. Go me.

Because of the silly sirens last night, I am still currently in my pj's and lying in bed. I really need to get up and start taking down the Christmas tree, but I just cant bring myself to get out of bed. It's so warm here. I just don't see the sense in disturbing the warmness.

Well, my mom has been visiting me since the Friday before Christmas. My sister took her home yesterday morning. I will say that I had a good visit with her, but I will also say that I was kinda glad when she went home. I was starting to feel smothered and annoyed. I guess that tends to happen though. Either way, it's nice to have only me and Chris in the house again.

January looks like it's shaping up to be a pretty busy month, weekend wise. We've got tickets to see Blast! and we're also going to the Royal Dumpe with some of our friends. I've never been there before and while I realize it's probably not gourmet, it should be fun. I'd also like to get to Busche's Grove sometime this month. I think I'm more interested in the decor than the food right now. I have heard from a pretty reliable source though, that the food is great. We'll see.

Well, it's starting to rain again, and I'm starting to feel sleepy again, so I think I may just go back to sleep. It's not like I have anything BETTER to do.