No gold digging

I just have to say real quick, if you see me and it looks like I am picking my nose, I am not. Chances are I am just screwing around with my nose ring because it feels fun when I do. And I do it most of the time without even realizing it. So no, I am not digging for gold or scratching my brain or anything like that. I am just screwing around with my ring.

Change is good

Even though today has been one of those days, it has been one that is all about change. They aren't huge changes like I chopped all my hair off, died it brown, new fashion style or anything like that. Just subtle things to make me a better person and make my life better and for that, I am happy.

One of those days

It seems like everyone in the office today is just having, one of "those" days. Everyone seems to be going through some issue and the moral is just kind of down. I am very thankful that today is Friday. It sucks because I hate to see the people I work in such close quarters with upset over things. And since we do work in such a tight knit office, we all share and ask opinions and are there for one another. Both women (both older than me) are having problems with their significant other. One knows that the relationship she is in is going no where, yet is having a hard time getting to the point of breaking it off. She knows it is for the best, but is scared to do it. Scared not for the reason of being on her own, but other reasons that I won't get into. Not to mention, she doesn't want to hurt him. He is a good person, just not for her. And as everyone knows, every breakup is hard, even if you are the one that wants it.

The other woman is newly married and her and her husband are having an issue over something that happened back in December, before they got married - but it is something that was just found out. I almost feel bad for the husband (not cause I am on his side) but because this woman is the most hard headed, strong willed person. She knows that she doesn't need him or anyone else and will be the first to tell you that and doesn't take any shit.

With all this going on, it makes me thankful to be where I am not. I have no guy drama at all and it is so nice. I think that is what scares the hell out of me when it comes to getting involved with someone new. I don't want to go through any bullshit. I have been there and done that. I know that not everything is easy, but I don't want to find myself in a crappy ass situation. I guess that is why I am so picky and make sure to not get involved with anyone unless I feel they could be worth while (and even then, I know I would be taking a chance). It is nice to see situations that other people are going through because even though it isn't me going through it directly, I am learning from it still. It is amazing how much you learn in a day just by listening and watching other people.

I do know that I am ready for today to be over. I am not so much looking forward to going to the other job, but know I will be just fine once I get there. Like I said, it has just been one of those days.

Change of Pace

Today is take your daughter to work day, so there are two little girls here. They are 9 and 10 and so cute. At first they were all super quiet and just kind of kept to themselves and their moms. It didn't take them long at all to migrate towards me and my desk asking a bunch of questions and just trying to figure out all that I have going on. I now have 4 new pictures hanging up. I left to go to the doctor to find them both sitting in my chair pretending to do my job and even answering the phones like, "Facility Operations, this is Stephanie." So cute!!!

Oh and as the day has been going on, a supervisor for one of our departments has been feeding them candy. It started off on an hourly basis and now has progressed to like every half hour and you can see the sugar high increasing. The moms are stressing over it and I get to just sit over here and laugh about it. It has helped make the day go by faster and it is nice that it is something different.

Smooth again...

Since before I left for Cabo, Kylen and I have seen to be on edge around each other...not just me towards him. But him towards me as well. I thought the night before I left was just cause he was jealous and drunk, but then when I got home he totally apologized and things seemed to be fine. But since then, they haven't been fine. He has been moody with me, short, even kind of mean. That is so unlike him. Him and I are so super close. We talk usually about anything and everything and when he is mad at the world, he is still super nice and sweet to me. Definitely not the case the past few days.

Last night him and I both went to dinner at my parents house. They absolutely love him and he is always down there for dinner even without me. Things were a little tense between the two of us again, but I just let it roll off my back. I had a long day and was super tired and started to not feel good. So I bailed before him. I guess he left right after me because he called and I am so happy that he did. His mood toward me had really nothing to do with me at all. He just has been having a tough time with a lot of things and I guess since I have been so busy since I got back, he just thought I didn't really want him around. Made me feel bad, but it is all worked out. Poor guy...really is going through a lot.

Honestly, I think I made the best choice possible having him as a roommate. We have known each other for so long and have been through so much together and been there for each other, that we are able to talk about anything and be completely honest. He will tell me if I am being bitchy or throwing myself a pity party and I can flat out tell him he is being an ass and then all is better. It is just nice to have that out in the open and all to be better. And now that he opened up to me about what is going on with him, I am able to be there for him.

Huh?!?!

I may regret writing this later, but right now, I feel like I just need to let it out.

Right now I am between anger and hurt. A day that started out so good for me after a great night last night, an awesome nights sleep, and just a good mood has quickly turned to a bunch of shit. I have never felt like I have needed to defend myself more than I did today. I am the first to admit that I am a different person than I was in high school...and I have changed for the better. I know that I wasn't nice, judged people, and was just a shit. I am not that person now. And I don't think that is a bad thing or something that I should have to explain. I am happier now in my life than I ever have been. Anyone who has known me for any amount of time knows that and sees that and are happy for me. I have a FEW close friends. I have learned that you can think people are your friend and then you get fucked over and stabbed in the back. And Ihave a very hard time trusting people. Does this mean that I close people off? No, because just because I am "friends" with them, doesn't mean I have to talk to them all the time or hang out with them. I can if I choose to, if not, I don't have to. My close friends are another story. They are people that I like to be in contact with ALL the time, whether it be by email, text message, or a phone call and I will go out of my way to see them even if it is just for five minutes because I have something else that I have to go do. I hope by making effort, they will realize that I care.

I want people to know that I don't give a shit about myspace and the only reason I still have one is because that is the only place I talk to them. Yes, I have a lot of "friends" on my page, but they aren't close friends. Do I talk to all of them? No, but I do talk to a lot of them. It may not be every day or every week. Hell some I talk to maybe once every six months. In no way should my page be taken as the person that I am because to me, that isn't shit to me. I do it to keep in touch with people. I may be weird for keeping people on there that I don't talk to all the time or adding people I don't really know and only kind of do...but I just don't see why it really matters or why it bothers anyone else. What is on my page and what I am doing shouldn't bother anyone else. I don't put anything on there that is personal for the simple fact that I keep personal stuff either to myself or just between me and my "close" friends.

At this point I don't really know where I was headed with this damn post. All I know is that I hate when some questions me about my friendship. I treat people like I want to be treated and that is why I am nice to people...until I have a reason not to be. When a friend or family member pisses me off, I don't yell at them. I tend to just get quiet and try to either defend myself and give my two cents on the situation. A lot of times I don't say things that are on my mind because I have learned to think before I speak. I have learned that words hurt and have a crazy affect on people and you are never able to take them back. I don't want people to judge me by my damn myspace page that isn't my life. Hell, I don't want people to judge me without getting to know me so they can judge me accurately.

Last night...

Turned out awesome! I can't even explain it. We met at On the Border and seriously just sat there talking. The conversation at no point drug on and I never got an uncomfortable feeling. That is a major step for me. And when I saw him into the restaurant, I got all excited and couldn't get over how great he looked. It was nice to spend time with him. We have a lot in common (other than him loving snow and skiing!!), but that is minor. In fact, him and I are even looking into getting our master's in the same thing. Crazy...

After dinner we walked over to Barnes and Noble and got a coffee and just walked around looking at books and talking about movies. Then we walked down to Best Buy for awhile. I didn't want the night to end. He walked me to my truck and gave me a huge hug and told me he wanted to see my on my next night off.

It was a perfect first date in my opinion and I can't wait to hang out with him again!

Me going on a Date!?

I have a date tonight. Yep, the first in I can't tell you how long. Probably since M.L. and we never really went on a date now that I am thinking about it. Anyhow, this guy is awesome. I have known him for years and my family has known him forever. He is one of my uncle's best friends from high school. I have hung out with him before about four years ago, but I was just wild, crazy, and stupid. The reason him and I got back in touch is from him going into my work and playing a practical joke (that is just a whole other story). He ended up leaving his business card with one of my managers because I wasn't working the night he was in and I was brave enough to call him. It was crazy...I enjoyed talking to him and felt all giddy and weird. Mind you, I still haven't seen him. I just talked to him. Then I left for a week.

The entire time I was gone, this guy was on my mind. It was the weirdest thing. I don't think about guys. Hell, I haven't even wanted to hang out with anyone. Not only was he creeping into my mind while I was sitting the pool drinking pina coladas, but I had random ass dreams as well involving him. It was just weird. When I got home on Saturday night, I shot him a text message since I was thinking about him letting him know that I was home and that I would still like to meet up with him this week. He called yesterday while I was at work and I seriously got a flittery feeling in my stomach when I saw the missed call. I was sure to call back and we ended up making plans to hang out tonight because the rest of this week sucks for me. All I will be doing is working (good money though, so not complaining).

I am really excited and nervous at the same time. I don't know if I want to open myself up to someone, but then I keep thinking to myself, it is just dinner and a movie or something. I will see how I feel about things and if I decide I want to go farther I can or I can be sure to continue doing my own thing. So we will see. I will be sure to write tomorrow with the details of tonight.

Finally, it came.

I am back from Mexico and am super tired and need to get to bed since I have to work in the morning. But I had some good news. Even though I thought I would be period free for a while, since it has been months already, I started my period this morning. Yep, it finally came. I still will go in and get blood work and the ultrasound done to definitely make sure all is ok and to have my cyst looked at. It is just nice to feel somewhat normal again!

Oh and the trip was fantastic. It was so nice and relaxing, but it is nice to be back home. I will be sure to blog about it this week when I have more time.

Also, all is fine between Kylen and I. He just pissed me off and blogging helps me feel better.

Bye

I will be out of commission for a week. I hope you all have a great week. I will post and catch up on my reading when I get back!

Are you kidding me?!

OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Somehow tonight turned out so frickin random. I don't know what the hell happened. All I know is I wanted to go out and have a good time the night before I left for Cabo. So my plan was to go shopping and get a few things for the trip and then go up to The Lodge (which is by far the best place ever!!!!). Everything was great when I got off work. I met Kara at the new mall and got a bunch of fun stuff with gift certificates for my birthday. We got home and packed and then it was off to have some cocktails.

The cocktails were super yummy with a couple great friends. And then...all hell started to break loose. I don't get it still. I write this and I am still in shock. Dinner went great, it was after that we were all having drinks and then Kylen walked in with his friends...that's right, the roommate. He is with two friends and you can tell that they have all been drinking. I was sitting at the bar talking to one of my friends at the bar and he was sitting there glaring at me. I tried being nice and going over to say hi and give him a hug but it was very apparent that he was drunk and it wasn't going to end up good. So i sat at the bar talking to a guy that I work with, getting glared at. I got called to the end of the bar by Kylen, and I went over there to talk to him. What I got was him patting his leg for me to sit on his leg and to take a shot. And when I wouldn't cuddle up next to him and wouldn't take a shot he got pissed. So I said I would take a shot with him even though I didn't want one, but I would to make him happy. That was all fine until I walked to the other end of the bar where I had been sitting before where I had been ordering drinks for my friends. He got pissed and ended up leaving the bar...no goodbye, no anything, he just left. After that I just had a great time with my friends and all was well. We left the Lodge after a few more drinks and ended up at my house and soon after we showed up so did Kylen and his friends. Me and my friends walk into my side of the house and soon follows Kylen and his friends. I couldn't handle their drunk selves, so me and my friends decided to leave. I found out after we left that not only did Kylen's friend try to start a fight at the bar, but one tried to start a fight in the driveway of MY HOUSE!!!! Are you fucking kidding me!?!? Who does that? Why on Earth would any of his friends try to start a fight with my friends. That is just not ok with me at all. Whatever, I left cause honestly it isn't worth my time to start shit with drunk people. I know you never win.

The thing that bothered me was that my close friend was really bothered that Kylen's friend started shit with him for no reason..and there really was no reason. Its not like we were all hanging out and that something could've happened for something to piss him off. He just did for no reason. Not to mention, Kylen had no reason to be upset for me talking to any other guy no matter who the guy was.

And then...I get the phone call from Kylen. It goes something like this, "I am so sorry honey...I love you..I hope you are not mad at me...blah blah blah." And then I tell him what punks his friends were being and what a jealous ass he looked like and this is what I got in return, "We can never date each other...cause I can never and will never date you. Ii love you but I can't." And and on and on it went. It was so annoying. I ended up telling him I didn't want to come home to deal with him and his friends and immature bullshit.

So Shannon and all you who wonder why I don't date this great guy that does nice things for me - I do not care how much good and nice things that you do for me. Treat me good. Don't be jealous and stupid. Don't get mad that I talk to guys that I work with. Do not allow your friends to be mean to the guys that I am friends with. Don't be an ASS period. Don't think that materialistic shit is going to make me happy. Do not think that I will ditch the people that I love and like to be around for you and your friends. It will not happen. And do not for a second bring alcohol into the equation especially when you are the one wasted.

Another Swoon moment for Shannon...

Last night I celebrated my birthday at my parents house and of course I invited Kylen to the house. He is so funny. He calls me at almost 5:30 wanting to know when I would be leaving our house to go to my parents and when asked where he was, he said he was just leaving the shop. I laughed and said, we are eating at 6:00. As I am driving literally five minutes later, I see him driving towards our house and stop him and asked what the hell he was doing (considering just leaving the shop would mean he was 25min away, not 5). He said just trying to buy time...whatever that means. So he flips a bitch and we go to my parents. I found out that he was trying to buy himself time because he had my birthday present and didn't know if he would have time to wrap it before coming to the house. I told him there was no need for wrapping.

The night goes on. We eat, I open my presents, we have dessert, and all is well. It was nice to see everyone since I am usually the one not at family functions cause I am always working. Well, Kylen decides he is leaving and it was pretty early and he makes up some excuse that he is just really tired and wanted to go to bed. He leaves, and I stay and hang out for a while longer. It was almost 10 before I decided I could barely keep my eyes open anymore and needed to go home and go to bed. I know, I am a HUGE party animal.

This is what I come home to:
ALL the lights are on. My door is open and I notice right away that all the empty boxes in the hallway are no longer there. I drop all the stuff in my hand on my bed and go to put a present down in the living room and realize that all the boxes that were cluttering the dining room table, dining area and spilling into the kitchen were neatly organized and set off to the side where they are hardly noticeable and the flowers I was given last week were in the middle of the table. I know, so cute. It does get better though. So I go back in my room and open and read my card and then start to organize my stuff. That is when I realized that my bed wasn't the way that I had left it. So I pulled back the covers and there was a nice new, soft heating blanket on my bed. It wasn't just on my bed either...it was already heated up so it would be warm for me to get into. I know, the sweetest thing ever!

It all makes sense...for the most part

So I found out yesterday at the doctor that I have a cyst the size of a golf ball on my right ovary. I have never even thought of having something like that, so I was shocked when I heard it. I know that cysts are pretty common and all but when the nurse practitioner was explaining to me how painful they are when they start to leak or burst, it made me a little nervous. It still doesn't make any sense though why I am not having my period. I have heard from many people that usually it makes it that much worse. I guess I will get some answers though after I get back from my trip. I have to go in for some blood work and an ultrasound and then we will go from there.

I am happy to know that I am not going nuts. For the last at least month (at least), I have been having a hard time emotionally. I am usually a super happy person and have never been depressed. But lately I can be super fine one minute and then be depressed and bitchy the next. It is the weirdest thing. I haven't wanted to say anything to anyone for fear that they would think I was just a wacko, so I just kept it to myself. I finally had a break down though the other night and morning and when I tried expressing to my mom that I didn't know why I was down, she got mad and kept saying, "well there has to be a reason." I really pondered hard for a reason on why I would feel the way that I did and came up with nothing. I really don't have anything to be down or depressed about. In fact, I should be happy and upbeat about all that is good in my life. Then a very dear friend of mine reminded me today that I am just raging with hormones due to not having my period. I am kind of in a situation like older women who are going through menopause, only I am 25. So basically, I am on an emotional roller coaster and I can't do a damn thing about it until that friendly monthly cycle decides to hit. So I am not depressed or unhappy. I just have whacked out hormones...just like my pregnant friends except with no baby belly to show for it!

So if I have been crabby, moody, whiny, bitchy, depressed, an asshole, or anything else, I am truly sorry. Realize I am not trying to be and I am working on it.

A little hurt

So last night my feelings were a little bit hurt. I don't know if they should be or not, but they were. I have always prided myself on being a good friend and have always been taught to treat people how you want to be treated. I always try to put myself in other people's shoes before I say or do/don't do something. When I let people into my life, I would do anything for them and want nothing but happiness for them.

I knew that I would be leaving town and wouldn't really be able to celebrate my birthday and there were a few people that I knew wanted to do something with me. Knowing that, I planned a dinner get together and made sure to give people at least a weeks advance. I didn't really invite that many people. I invited those from the last blog I wrote, a few people from my last job that I was close to, the twins of course and one other friend. Shannon and Dawn were a go from the beginning. In fact, it was them that really wanted to go and make me feel special. When Britt was told about it, she was all over it but knew she had class and that she would be late. She rushed straight from class to at least eat dessert with me. That made me feel super good because I know that I would have done it for her. The others...well I feel like they just couldn't be bothered with it. That everything else was just more important and to come would be putting them out. One I know had class and said she would come but would be late and ended up saying she got out of class late and wanted to get together with me before I left for my vacation. Another one couldn't get out of her bunco party. Not sure why the other one couldn't make it. Another one went to the gym because she had to go to the Wednesday class because she had missed it too much and when she got out it would have been 45min before she could be there. And the twins...both said last week that it sounded fun, but never really agreed to coming. I didn't think anything of it. (Side note, they are coming to my house for dinner tonight...) Well I kept mentioning it, and it wasn't until the day before that one said she had a dentist appointment at 2 0r 3 in Carson and the wanted to spend time with her family. And the other said that she wanted her little sister to spend the night since it was her spring break.

Now, I could be being very sensitive and over-reacting, but I was really hurt by this. I have always done things for them and for them to make them feel good. I just felt like they could have done these things on a different day since they did have notice and that they were more or less just coming up with an excuse not to be there. The kicker was when one of them told me, "Well love, I just don't know if I should come so you could do your thing with your other friends." I didn't know what to say. I think I said something along the lines of me wanting them all to get along and be around each other...and that they weren't my "other" friends. The people I spend last night with I know I could call at any time and they would be there for me. I know that I mean just as much to them as they do to me.

I guess I don't understand why they don't want to get to know the other people in my life that I spend time with and am close to. I know that I have met many of their friends and have accepted them and have wanted to get to know them because I know that my friends liked them. Take Shannon for example. All her friends have been 100% accepting of me and given me a chance and hung out with us. I have gone over to her house for a party with a house full of people that I didn't know, aside from a couple, because I care about her. It just makes no sense to me.

Not to mention I was made to look like a total ass. Dawn made reservations to be sure that we wouldn't have a wait and when she asked me how many, I couldn't even give her an exact count. I said anywhere between 4 and 6. So we show up to the restaurant and they sit us at a table for 8 which wasn't bad. I knew for sure that I would have Shannon, Dawn, and Brittney there and really counted on two others to show up. So we sit there and the waiter brings us our drinks and then pretty much just ignores us because no one else showed up. It was like he didn't want to come over and keep bugging us because other people were supposed to be there We were sitting there at this big table, with a huge balloon, a couple empty spots with place settings, and no one else came. I guess it would have been different if people would have just said, I can't make it so then I wasn't left to sit there looking like I wasn't important or special enough to even show up. It honestly reminded me of that one episode of Friends and it was Pheobe's birthday and her and Joey were sitting at this huge table that would have fit everyone and the waiters kept bugging them to move. So they move to a small little table and then they show up and Pheobe ends up leaving to go do something else.

I honestly almost called last night off to be honest and the only reason I didn't was because I knew that the people that did show up were awesome and would make me feel good. I just hate the feeling of thinking that there are people that can't take time out of their lives for other people. I totally understand that things come up. I mean, I missed Shannon's birthday get together, but she knew I wouldn't be able to make it. I didn't make it to my other friends party a couple weekends ago for her birthday but that was because my weekend was full of working and moving. Another friend had a birthday and her friends outside of work didn't show up for her birthday and us work girls did...even though we had other stuff going on and she was one that didn't make it for me. I just kind of feel like I am being over looked by the people that I hold dear to me this year and I have never felt like that before.

I just want everyone to get along. I think it would be so fun if all my friends knew each other and we could all hang out and not just look at each other as "other" friends. No, not all of you do it, but you know what I mean. But if you care about me, please care about the other people in my life too. Want to get to know them, give them a chance. I don't want everyone to be divided. I just hate the way that I felt last night.

Much Thanks!

I want to give a special thank you to Shannon, Dawn and Brittney for coming to dinner last night. Thank you so much for making me feel special. You guys made me feel so good and I appreciate it more than you know.

I especially loved when Shannon showed up with a monsterous "Happy Birthday" balloon and super pretty flowers. The singing card was definitely the icing on the cake! I love the monkey bread and chocolate from Dawn. And Brittney's mini bottle of wine!

You guys are the best. Thank you for being such great friends. I love you all!!! I had a great time and enjoyed the yummy food and even better DESSERT!!!!

A post that will make Shannon SWOON...

As I have mentioned I moved in with my life time friend Kylen. Not only have we been friends but we half-assed dated which really relates to sleeping together for awhile a few years ago. Anyhow, since we have moved in together he has been doing super cute/sweet things for me. It started with him fixing the stuff around my old place and then moving me out of my old place and then into my new place. He made sure that I didn't lift anything since I have back and neck problems. So I pretty much just got to watch and move little light stuff.

Knowing that I am scared of the dark, he has it planned to put up motion lights while I am in Cabo. I guess it is going to be a process (I don't know about this stuff...), so he is going to get his brother to help him. Within two days of living there, he also fixed a plug in my bathroom that wasn't working. When I was having a bad day last week from my neck and back hurting, he brought me home flowers and raspberry sherbert. Two nights ago, I got home and he made sure to leave the porch light on for me when I got home and when I went to wash my face, I noticed that he had plugged the slow drain that I had. I didn't even ask or remind him. So sweet. Oh ya, and he folded laundry that I had left in the dryer all nice like.

He was a big topic at dinner last night because Shannon is dead set that we are going to fall in love and get married. In fact, she thinks we are perfect for each other. And I...honestly don't see it. Yes, there is no denying that he is a great guy and he has grown up a lot, has a great head on his shoulders, is hard working, has a great job, and is good for me. But I just don't feel like I am attracted to him. So last night Shannon was telling Dawn all about him and all the cute things he has done for me since we have been living together and Dawn jumped on Shannon's bandwagon of us being great for each other. I heard about it all dinner! I am really good about shrugging all of it off, but last night, I really thought about it and had to laugh.

I was driving home and he called and I found out he was just a few minutes in front of me. By the time I got home, he had all the lights on my side of the house turned on. I was talking to him on the phone as I was walking up to the door and he told me that he left the door unlocked so I didn't have to fuss with it in the cold. I go to sleep and all is great and this morning I hear a knock on my door and I answer "ya". This is what I hear, "Happy birthday sweetheart." I was still asleep and didn't even realize it was my birthday, stirred and muttered a thank you. He then asked if he could come in and give me a hug and did and was so sweet. I heard him walk out and start his truck and then scrape his windows. Not only did he scrape his windows, but he scraped my windows too! I thought that was the sweetest thing.

I know you are just sitting there swooning hard Shannon. HAHA!

A bit of everything

Today, I am once again starving. But I have good reason for it. To me, it doesn't make sense to go to the store and buy groceries when I will only be here for another two days before I leave. Not to mention, I don't need to eat dinner at home the next two nights and we are having an office lunch for my birthday tomorrow. So it was just yesterday, today, and now Friday that I will be starving myself before my trip. I don't want to waste money on food that won't be touched for over a week. Just doesn't make any sense. Oh and I am cheap!

Only two more days before I leave for Cabo! I am so excited. I can't even wait to be away for a week. I think I am going to miss it...not only that but I am going to come back with hours worth of blog reading to catch up on and of course a ton to share of my own. Everyone keeps asking me if I have packed yet. Here is my honest answer...NO! I haven't even done my laundry so that when I do pack everything is clean and ready to be put in a suitcase. Oh and I don't even think that I have a big enough suitcase to pack everything. My mom forgot how little it was when she bought my sister hers. Its ok though. I will make do. I don't even really know what to pack. I plan on spending most of my time at the pool in nothing but a bathing suit. So I guess maybe a few pairs of shorts, of course tanks and shirts, flip flops. Do I take jeans!? I love jeans...live in jeans. My mom keeps telling me that I wouldn't wear them there. I don't know. Whatever. I guess I will figure it out. My poor sister is stressing over packing and afraid to forget anything. The way I see it, if I forget to pack it and I need it, then I can buy it. Shannon was funny about this subject too. She was saying that she packs like a week in advance and won't touch anything because she doesn't want to forget it. So damn funny. I guess I am just weird.

I am leaving work early today to go the doctor. I still haven't gotten my period and unlike my friends, am not pregnant (geez there are tons of you!). So I am starting to get a little worried that something might actually be wrong or something. I do hope that nothing is wrong, but it is best to find out. Definitely a little bit nervous for it. It will be nice to have some sort of answer though finally. I go straight from the doctor to get my nails done and a pedicure! I am really excited about the pedicure too because I have never had a professional one done. I know, I suck. I went to Walmart once for one, but they just rushed through it and their chairs hurt me to sit in. It is going to be super nice to go and relax and be pampered for a little bit. I hope I don't fall asleep in the chair!!!!

Tonight is my night with my girlfriends for my birthday dinner at Macaroni Grill. I am excited to see them just knowing that some I don't see as often as others. I just hope that they have a good time and aren't bored. That is always my biggest worry about getting people together. I just hope that they have fun and don't hate it. I am just excited for yummy pasta!!

Ok, I am done being random for now.

Rumble Rumble

My belly is rumbling. Why? Because I have been so super busy, that I haven't been able to get to the store. So today I was hungry and walked to this little place here on campus for some food. I initially thought I wanted a salad until I saw them and then they didn't look that good. Instead, I went for an egg salad sandwich. I was so damn excited to eat it since I was so freaking starving. But then!!!!!! The damn sandwich tasted like shit. I couldn't even eat the darn thing. I am now left to sit here, hungry, with nothing to eat and I am definitely pouting over it! And I won't even have time to stop in between jobs. Nope, I will get to go serve food to other people and not be able to fill my belly!

CONGRATS JEN!!!! XOXOXXO

Not only does my friend have a little bun in the oven, she is also getting married! I am so happy for you and Erick. I am so excited to see pictures of your belly growing til December. And just as excited to hear about all the wedding planning and dress shopping and of course seeing a picture of your ring.

Love you girl!!

I'm a slacker

Yes, I am. I suck cause I haven't posted...so here is a long one.

As you have read, I am back at UNR and now that I am back, I am swamped with a crazy amount of work because they happened to get months behind. And since I have been back, it has been just me trying to get us caught up. So my days have been full of work that I haven't really been able to write much...nor have I really had much to really talk about. But I will do my best in catching you all up since I have been such a slacker about posting and then I will get in the habit of posting again.

At the beginning of the month, I made my move to my grandpa's house. It is so nice being up there and being close to my family. I love knowing that the house is in good hands and that all is taken care of. I love knowing that I am where my Papa loved to be. And let me just tell you, it is a nice little run from the house to my parents. I moved in with Kylen and that has actually gone very well also. He is super sweet and always being thoughtful. In fact, he got home before me last night and knowing that I am scared out of my mind of the dark, he made sure to leave the light on for me. Oh and last week I got flowers when my back and neck were hurting me super bad. I am so happy to be away from my old roommate Randi. As I am sure you all know, her and I parted from the last place on super bad terms. In fact, we aren't speaking at all. It is crazy. We went from hanging out all the time and being super close, to living together and realizing that our friendship...really wasn't a friendship. I actually see it more as her using me while she is here going to school since her mom isn't here to baby her. Well guess what? I am not your damn mom and I am not about to support your ass. You are 22. Grow up and figure it out on your own. Work for a living, have responsibility, be accountable for yourself.

She actually left me really bitter with her. I am just now at the point where I am able to let it go. After I told her that she could find somewhere else to live, she turned into super bitch. She wouldn't even look at me. I had the hole in her wall fixed and she didn't even bother asking the guys there how much she owed them. Instead, it was left up to me. Not to mention, she got all her shit out and didn't bother cleaning a damn thing. No, she had the cats at the house for two days and when she took them and their litter box, she left (no joke!) a pile of litter just chilling on the floor. Are you kidding me!?!? WHO DOES THAT!? Oh it gets better too. She went through all the stuff in the kitchen taking not only food that was mine, but some of my pots and pans. Then she left a crap load of laundry detergent and other items in the closet that I guess she didn't want, a ton of stuff under the bathroom sink (pads, tampons, shampoo, etc) for me to take care of, a lamp in her room that she must not have wanted, along with a few other random stuff. She didn't even bother wiping anything down or anything. I took care of it all and had my sister help me clean. It honestly didn't take that long, it was more the principal. I met with the landlord last week and of course she is all about charging me for EVERYTHING, even if it was there before I moved in and said I probably wouldn't be getting much of the deposit back. Whatever though, at least I am out of a shitty living situation. After meeting with her I was just very happy that I kept $295 from Randi.

So one day last week she actually had the nerve to text me and ask if I knew how much WE were going to get back. I seriously almost died laughing. I couldn't tell if she was for real or not. What nerve. I wasn't going to text back, but then did with a little help from Shannon. My text back went something like this: "She said it wouldn't be much but I won't know for awhile. If there is anything left, you won't be getting any of it. You didn't bother cleaning, left stuff for me to get rid of that you didn't want, and you took some of my pans." And that was that. I thought I was rather nice about it. I could have said more, but didn't. She text back saying something like she didn't know she took me stuff and I just left it. No sense getting into it with someone like her and wasting my time. So it is done and I am in a better spot.

Work has been really good, just super busy. I don't know how they got so far behind before I came back, but it has taken me forever to get us to a current status. I am lucky though and have been able to accumulate some comp time which is needed with my trip that is coming up. That's right, I leave for Cabo on Saturday!!! I am so excited. I have never been to Mexico and I usually don't take multiple days off of work. So this will be a much needed vacation. I got to go shopping yesterday for clothes (my birthday present from my parents) and I was so excited to get some new summer stuff. I definitely don't shop enough!

This week is kind of crazy for me. Worked late last night, got here early this morning, have to go straight to work, dinner with my friends tomorrow night (YAY!!!!!!!!!!), the dinner at my parents on Thursday with some family, then pack Friday and leave at the ass crack of dawn on Saturday! It will all be worth it though.

Let's see what else...? Oh! I got to go to the Verdi Easter egg hung with Shannon and Brandon on Saturday. Brandon looked all cutie in his little outfit and did so good getting the eggs. That was the only thing I did over the weekend that was Easter related. I had to work on Sunday and we were slammed all day! Good thing we closed early. Instead of being a good girl though and leaving right after work and going over to my family's house, I was stupid and got wasted with the people that I work with. Not so good. Live and learn.

Ok, that is it for now.

Ellipticals = Dangerous

Ha, this story still cracks me up and it happened on Sunday night. I honestly wish that there was a video camera because I think it could have won some money. I don't know how funny it will be to tell the story, but I will give it a shot.

I went to the gym with my sister and we decided to do the elliptical because my feet were hurting from working all damn day. So we jump on and we have only been on for a couple minutes when I got this really annoying itch on my ankle. I didn't want to stop because once I start it pisses me off to stop. --Side note: I was on an elliptical where there were the arm poles that move back and forth, the gym was slow but there were 2 guys and 2 girls behind me on the treadmill-- Anyhow, so I have this annoying itch and I am trying super hard to ignore it and it became apparent that it wasn't going to go away. So being stubborn I sat there trying to figure out how to scratch it without stopping. I thought if i took my left arm off the arm pole, lifted up my right leg to scratch it, I would be able to balance while still moving just quick enough for me to scratch my it. HAHAHA! What a cluster fuck that was. Taking my arm off was nothing. It was when I lifted my leg that I had a problem...and it all happened so damn fast. So the minute I lifted my leg, I started losing my balance. I tried steadying myself with both arms, but it was too late. Already looking like an idiot, I kind of fell into the right arm pole and then jumped off the machine. It didn't hurt at all which is a good thing and I just started laughing. I could just imagine what the people thought. Seeing me fall towards the side and end up standing next to the machine. The guys did try not to laugh, but nonetheless ended up laughing to where I could hear them I was dying of laughter and so was my sister. She was doubled over she was laughing so damn hard. It took me a couple minutes for my heart to stop jumping out my damn chest and to stop giggling. I couldn't believe it happened. Good thing I wasn't hurt!