Classic Me

How was everyone's holiday weekend? Mine was pretty good...
Friday, one of my friends brought over her dog for me to watch for her while she's on vacay at the beach for a week. So, I stayed home with her to get her acquainted with my apartment, and to rest up for the festivities on Saturday.

So, I woke up in the morning, got ready and headed over to my mom's. She lives right in the center of town where it's easy to get to the parade and all the other hoopla. My friend E and I every year start pre-gaming prior to the parade. Her apartment used to be very close, too, but she moved, so we borrowed mom's downstairs that's complete with a bar. I had cheese and crackers set out, a case of beer, and E brought the traditional morning margaritas.

After we had made our drinks, had a few bites, etc., we all headed down to the parade. There was about 6 or 7 of us. We did our usual walking down the streets and saying hi to everyone we know and stopping for a chat. We found all our other friends, too. Now, I started to get my buzz pretty early...and E had made the morning margaritas quite tangy and strong. So...when we went down the street to her cousin's house, I said hi to her aunt. She went in for a hug and when we both pulled away, somehow...I just dropped my entire drink all over her.

OMG.

I felt soo soo bad. I mean, it doesn't help knowing that the WHOLE family is going to know, since I'm E's brother's ex girlfriend. Yay.
I felt like such an a-hole. I was like, "I gotta go, I gotta get outta here!" It was mortifying, and E couldn't believe what I'd done! Thank god that R wasn't around either, because he would've made the situation go from bad to worse by making me feel like even more of an idiot. I went down the street a little further to get away, and when R and our other friend came back, they both immediately started cracking jokes at me.

I mean, the Aunt was understanding, "Accidents happen", and such...but...it wouldn't have been so bad had I been a bit more sober.
Whatever, I guess. But, yeah, it's a pretty classic move on my part.

Harper's Island

I can't believe that I haven't posted about this show yet, and the series is about over! Harper's Island airs on Saturday nights at 9:00 pm on CBS. Which, isn't really the greatest time slot, but that's why they have DVRs and Tivos now!

There were previews for the series for about 2 months before it started, and I actually had it slotted in my BlackBerry so I'd remember to watch it! It is a fantastic effing show, I'm going to be sad when all 13 episodes are done with (on July 2nd). It's one of the best things on TV right now...a hell of a lot better than those damn Gosselin's and dancing stars with bachelors or whatever.

It's a modern day whodunnit, and it seems there's no boundaries! Anyone can die in any episode, so it truly is unpredictable. I really like the characters, too. I read somewhere that the creators were planning to do a series if Harpers did well enough. It would have all new people each series, at a different location, etc. That would be awesome, but I'd miss the original characters...unless they all end up dying off.

If your TV has the whole "on demand" thing, you should check and see if the episodes are on there for you to watch...if you haven't gotten a chance to see. Oh, you can also go onto http://www.harpersglobe.com/ and watch them from there and read up.

Friday Night Movie!

Guess what I'm going to see tonight?

Yay! Me and like millions of other people. I know I'm going to want to kill someone at the theater! haha

Put It All Together into a Big Mess

I'm in another one of my low state of minds. A "funk", if you will. This past Friday, my ex got married...(the ex is in this blog, 'round 2005-2006 entries). And my mom and stepdad went to the reception, too. Weird.

I know that he and my stepdad are still friends, and I don't mind at all. Just a little bit odd, that's all. My mom didn't even want to go....haha.

So, I was thinking about that...him getting married. Then, I thought about how FL is getting married later this year, too. Ugh!

Then, on Saturday, I went to a paranormal conference. It was awesome...and I met some cool people. This one woman did a free 4 card reading with tarot for me. It was freaky because my main card that came up was the devil (yikes!)! But, she said that it means there's some sort of negativity in my life that I could do with out. My mom and I both immediately thought of R. He's just been so pessimistic about things, almost down right mean. It's bringing me down, but I don't know what to do because I love him. But, I've been feeling like I might be a lot happier with out him. *sigh* And then of course, I think that if we did part ways, what if it turns out to be a big mistake. There's just so many pros and cons to the whole thing, how does anyone ever do it? It hurts to think about, so I'm choosing not to dwell. "So come on over, just be patient and don't worry" is my latest motto...from a Coldplay song (WHICH I went and saw on Saturday night and it was AWESOME!).

Hmmm, what else? I have to figure out what to get the dad for father's day.

I bought 3 new tanks at Forever 21 on Friday and I LOVE them!

Bound to Come Back

I have this dear guy friend from college. He's amazing, really. We became really close a few months before my departure from school. I mean, we hung out a ton...and were almost close to becoming more. Had I not left, who is to say what would've happened.

For instance, when I did come back home and was dating this guy, he instant messaged me that he'd been thinking about me a lot, and was upset I was gone. Kind of just putting himself out there. Unfortunately, I was already dating someone...and it was new, so I didn't think too much about it, though I definitely reciprocated those feelings. There was just nothing I could do.

A couple years have gone by since all of this, and we've hung out a couple of times since. Those times were always fantastic and when I'd leave, I'd feel the same sadness that I felt before. D always made me laugh, and I never got tired of hanging out with him. I think about him often. We talk every few months and say how bad we need to get together, etc.

This most recent conversation just happened. I've been thinking about him for a couple days, now...*sigh*. I'm pretty sure he still feels the same, and I've never stopped caring about him. I have R, but don't you ever just wonder sometimes if there's something higher than us that causes us to wonder about "those who got away" (for lack of a better phrase). I was telling the BFF today that I feel like it's something I need to see about before I can move along any further in my current or future relationships. I feel like I'll regret it if I don't...but I don't know how to go about any of it!!!

I know that things are totally different than they were a few years ago...but it's just something I can't explain. It's like there's some gravitational pull that pulls me back into thinking about him and keeping in touch. What if? Ya know what I mean? What if's are such pains in the ass. Grr.

Giddy Like a School Gal

I go to the convenient mart every morning for my cup of joe. For around a year or so now, I sometimes see this guy on my morning trip. You get used to seeing some of the same people around the same time at the store, ya know? I only see him once every few weeks though.
He drives a truck, has a Texas license plate, and is pretty hot.

One time he was on his cell while getting his coffee, and talking to what I assume is his girlfriend. He said "I love you, too" when ending the call, and he didn't have a wedding ring on. He also is fond of wearing cowboy boots....that's not usually my thing, but whatever, still hot. Though, one morning I saw him and he didn't look so hot. My little crush wavered, but it didn't matter since it's only a baby crush and just something to make my mornings a little better.

But then...yesterday morning...I pulled into the parking spot and looked to my left and saw him! It had been awhile since I'd last seen him. Looked like he shaved and got a haircut. He was in the process of getting out of his truck. He looked at me. I'd always wondered if he noticed me at all, and at least on this morning I looked a little more presentable than usual.

I didn't pay very much attention, just went inside to get my coffee. As I was pouring, he comes in and is standing next to me to get his coffee, too. And then...HE SPOKE! He said, "Man, the way some people drive just makes me crazy!" I let out a little laugh and said, "Yeah, I know." Then, he continued on to say...actually, I'm not really sure what all he said as I was in shock...something about "just go around me, ya know?" "Yeah," I said, with another giggle. Awkward.

He goes up to the register to pay for his coffee and is chatting for a quick second with the lady at the cashier (she knows most of us morning regulars). He said who knows what while laughing and looked at the both of us, so I laughed too and pretended I knew what he was talking about. Really, I was just checking him out and trying to read his shirt to see where it said he works! hahaha

AND that's my story! Pretty good for a Monday morning, right?

Holy Moly!

Yikes! I haven't posted anything in quite some time, eh? (Sorry!)

As usual, I've been super busy, and everytime I mean to come on here for an update, some more stuff gets thrown in my face and keeps me from here.

Anyways, hmmm...I'm thinking I'm just going to do a little run down of life lately:

1. I have an abundance of house centipedes -- I've been seeing/killing about 2-3 per week. They are gross, but at least they eat spiders while inhabiting my home, right?

2. I am getting a king sized bed TOMORROW! Yay! Finally...I've been wanting one for years.

3. This past Friday one of my favorite girlfriends was in from Chi-Town, so we all went out and had great fun!

4. Then on Saturday I was really hungover for my other girlfriend's brief, small wedding and then OUT again to celebrate a birthday!

5. AND another of my favorite girlfriends surprised us all by flying in on Saturday morning for the night, so she got to come to the wedding and out that night! (Awesome!)

6. I wore heels which I rarely do...and I learned my lesson. My right foot was BLEEDING by the time I got home and took the shoes off AND I've got blisters on both feet.

7. Everyone wants me to come and visit them. It sucks that it's way too hard to make it to see everyone....with work and not alotta money, who can do it?!

8. I've decided that I would really love to have a coton de tulear puppy. Please?!

I'll be back soon!

Uhm...My Bad, How Do I Fix it?

Yesterday I got to take a half day (sounds better than it really is...the day FLEW!) so that the satellite tv guy could come and hook it up. The window was from noon to five. So, when I got home, I had a bagel and went on the computer to do a couple things. Then, I sat on the couch and started to read a new magazine. Then, my eyes didn't want to stay shut.

Of course, that's when there's a knock at the door. It was around 2:30 maybe closer to 3:00 when he got there. He looked around, I told him what is where, etc. and I sat back down on the couch and let him go to work. Then, I went back on the computer, and then again back to my magazine. After almost 2 hours, he brought the receiver in and was hooking it up. Things looked like they were going to go really smoothly and he'd be outta there. He said he'd wait to make sure the HD channels come in, and he could show me a couple things about the remote and system.

I knew I'd be able to easily figure it all out but I figured since he was going to stick around a few more minutes, why not? I kept sounding surprised and saying, "Oh wow! Cool!" when he showed me things like how to look on the guide to see what's on 3 days from now. Then, he said my HD channels still didn't come in, so he sat himself down. I put on Comedy Central and "Supertroopers" was on. "Ah, I love this movie!" he said. "Yeah, it's hilarious," I laughed. So, to keep from an awkward silence, we started talking about all kinds of hilarious movies. Like "Superbad", "Borat", "Forgetting Sarah Marshall", "Zack & Miri Make a Porno", "Beerfest", etc.
Figuring between that, and just his general demeanor, I asked him if he smoked the green. Sho 'nuff, he does. So, we talked a little bit 'bout that, and he told me stories of some of the houses he shows up at to do jobs. I offered him a beer since it was his last job of the day and I didn't have any pot to offer. lol. We both had a beer, and realized that my HD channels STILL weren't there.

He called one of his handy dandy numbers to see what was up. It wasn't until I heard him say, "She's only got the local HD channels" that I realized that's all I was supposed to have!!! I started laughing, and told him, "Woops! I think that's all I ordered!" He thought it was pretty funny, and so he just hung up the phone. I hope he didn't think I did that on purpose to keep him there longer...really, it was just a case of 'I'm a dumbass'!

THEN, he totally catches me off guard. He asked what I was doing later. I blurted out, "nothing". He was like, "Well, maybe I could come back with some of my herb and we can smoke and watch one of the funny movies we were talking about."

Ummm.
Ummmmmmmm....(I never know how to say no)
Ummm.
"Okay, yeah."

I think for a couple seconds...while he's blabbering away, "Any requests on movies?"
"Um...no, don't think so. Make sure you call me first...especially since I'm going with my mom for a bit."
(Luckily, he'd heard the convo with my mom where she was asking me to go to the craft store with her!)
"Okay, yeah." It seemed like he'd never leave!!! It was already past 5:30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! R had already called when he was done with work, but I didn't answer because this guy was chatting and I didn't want to be rude right in the middle of it!

He finally left, saying he'd give me a call. "SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!!!" I called my mom back, "What do I do? I'm screwed!" I told her the story; she goes, "Well, what do you want to do?" and I said, "I don't want to hang out with him." I also explained all the reasons why:

1. He lives like 45 minutes away. Why would he even want to come all the way back? And what if I couldn't get him to leave again, and he'd stay extra long since he lives far!?!?
2. I think he was just being cool, making a new friend...but again...refer to #1. And I just met him...already he just wants to come right back over and watch movies at my place? Maybe he had the wrong idea...
3. He was okay looking, but nothing worth writing home. I'd only like him as a friend anyways.
4. Not really worth me fighting with R about it, and I knew that I'd be unable to lie about it.
5. Um...what if he turns out to be a nutjob?! What if he tried to put on the moves?! Yikes, no!

So, mom helped a lot and said, "Oh, well, just blow him off then." I said, "Yeah, I know, but I don't want to not answer the phone if he calls and be that bitch...so I have to think up what I can say." Mom told me that we'd have to throw in the boyfriend card. She said to say that we live together. I told her that he probably didn't get that vibe of a live-in boyfriend, he may not believe it. But then I thought, well, if he doesn't -- he should take the hint.

Mom and I went to the craft store, and while there, my phone rings. "Oh my gosh, a restricted number? Are you serious?" I yelled. That's a little creepy. "Eh, just answer and get it done with," mom said. Knowing it'd be him anyways, I said, "Yeah, I know" and answered the phone. "I was seeing if you were gonna be around in a little bit and I'd come stop over," he said.
"Um...well, I just got to the store with my mom, so I'm not going to be able to hang out tonight," I said. Oh nooo!!! It was happening again! I had to quit beating around the bush with this guy just to be super nice. "....and....um, sorry but...I thought it'd be okay and cool to hang out, but the boyfriend doesn't agree...(*awkward laugh*)."
"Ohhhh..okay," he said.
"So...yeah, thanks for calling though, I guess I'll...." my voice wavered off, I couldn't be like 'Okay! See ya later!'
"I just thought you were a pretty cool chick," he said.
"Oh yeah, I think you're a pretty cool dude, too," I said.
(laughs)
"Well, thanks.." he said.
"Yup, no problem...sorry" and I think we both kind of were just like, 'yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh...k....byyyeeeeeeeee.'

and that was that. Now, it's done. Phew. I felt really bad about it, but there was no way I could hang out with him in that kind of situation. Poor guy. But then again...restricted number? Really?

I also will admit that when I did get home later on, I checked everywhere to make sure he didn't somehow get in and was hiding somewhere.
Yes, that might sound crazy, or you might think I watch too much tv...but that shit can happen! Better safe than sorry, right?!

Sweet dreams!