I have zero motivation. I don't want to do any work. I'm here. I've got all of the programs open that I need. I have coffee and diet coke available.
But I just can't get motivated. I don't know what's wrong. I know that no one else is going to do the work. And the more I put it off, the more stressed it'll make me to do it. But I've got Target.com open, blogger open and I've played Bejeweled Blitz for about 30 minutes today.
I even tried to give myself a stern talking to but I got about 3 words in and decided I didn't have the motivation for that either.
I'm going to have to work over the weekend if I don't get busy. There is a scene in Boogie Nights where Philip Seymour Hoffman keeps hitting himself in the head and saying "stupid, stupid, stupid".
That's me right now.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
Two weeks!
I haven't seen my nieces since November of 2007. My sister and nephew were here earlier this year for a couple of months when my other sister had her first baby. My brother in law was here last year to do some stuff with their house. But the girls haven't been home since they moved to Japan (this time).
I have about 30,000 things to do at work before they arrive. They are flying in on the day the international applications are due so I probably won't see much of them the first few nights.
But they will be here for three weeks so I will get to spend plenty of time with them. I'm so excited! I hope they are too ;)
I have about 30,000 things to do at work before they arrive. They are flying in on the day the international applications are due so I probably won't see much of them the first few nights.
But they will be here for three weeks so I will get to spend plenty of time with them. I'm so excited! I hope they are too ;)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Hmm, maybe that's why my head hurts
I have a list in my head of things I want to write about. Yet, here it is, two (er, three) weeks after my last post. Maybe tonight I'll write all those things down and carry it with me. That might inspire me to actually type out some stuff.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago I was on the treadmill and for some reason the water in my bottle tasted funny. I always fill up my water with ice and filtered water because the water that comes out of water fountains tastes funny and you never know what people are doing to drinking fountains when you aren't around. I just assume it's something I don't want to know about.
As I'm walking and taking sips, I realize that the water tastes a little like cranberry. Which would be OK if I bought those PUR flavor filters.
Since I do not, I had a good idea of what the problem was. A couple of weeks before this, I had purchased some cranberry vodka. After having a vodka/soda, I put the lid on and stuck it in the freezer.
Apparently (this is where I make a big hand gesture when telling the story in person), I did not screw the cap on all the way and when I rearranged the stuff in the freezer so I could put 10 Lean Cuisine Cheese French Bread Pizzas in there, the bottle fell over. (As an aside, I love those and they are very hard to find. I don't want pepperoni and I don't want supreme! I want cheese! So I stocked up when I saw them at Target. And they were on sale!)
The bottle fell over and cranberry vodka dripped into ice cube tub. The bottle had been at least 3/4 full -- I'm not entirely sure I had only made one drink ;) It was now down to about 1/4 full. There was a nice vodka/ice sludge in the bottom of the ice cubes. I could pretend I dumped it all down the sink but anyone that knows me very well knows that's not what happened. I dumped it into a bowl and stuck it back in the freezer for the next time I wanted a vodka and soda. (A good blogger would have taken her camera out and captured a picture of the sludge but I did not)
Coincidentally, the next day I woke up with a migraine at like 5 a.m. I occasionally get them from working out and I occasionally get them from drinking. If I had to guess, I'd say drinking while working out is definitely NOT a good way to avoid migraines.
Anyway, a couple of weeks ago I was on the treadmill and for some reason the water in my bottle tasted funny. I always fill up my water with ice and filtered water because the water that comes out of water fountains tastes funny and you never know what people are doing to drinking fountains when you aren't around. I just assume it's something I don't want to know about.
As I'm walking and taking sips, I realize that the water tastes a little like cranberry. Which would be OK if I bought those PUR flavor filters.
Since I do not, I had a good idea of what the problem was. A couple of weeks before this, I had purchased some cranberry vodka. After having a vodka/soda, I put the lid on and stuck it in the freezer.
Apparently (this is where I make a big hand gesture when telling the story in person), I did not screw the cap on all the way and when I rearranged the stuff in the freezer so I could put 10 Lean Cuisine Cheese French Bread Pizzas in there, the bottle fell over. (As an aside, I love those and they are very hard to find. I don't want pepperoni and I don't want supreme! I want cheese! So I stocked up when I saw them at Target. And they were on sale!)
The bottle fell over and cranberry vodka dripped into ice cube tub. The bottle had been at least 3/4 full -- I'm not entirely sure I had only made one drink ;) It was now down to about 1/4 full. There was a nice vodka/ice sludge in the bottom of the ice cubes. I could pretend I dumped it all down the sink but anyone that knows me very well knows that's not what happened. I dumped it into a bowl and stuck it back in the freezer for the next time I wanted a vodka and soda. (A good blogger would have taken her camera out and captured a picture of the sludge but I did not)
Coincidentally, the next day I woke up with a migraine at like 5 a.m. I occasionally get them from working out and I occasionally get them from drinking. If I had to guess, I'd say drinking while working out is definitely NOT a good way to avoid migraines.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Chicago with the girls
When I moved back to the Houston area after college, I didn't have a whole lot of friends in the area. I was posting on a message board for Aggies and eventually met quite a few people at happy hours set up through the message board. I've become good friends with several girls I've met through the message board. I call them girls but we're all grown women with jobs and whatnot.
It's been 6 or 7 years since I met most of them and now several of them are married (or divorced and re-married). They have beautiful kids and beginning to scatter all over the country.
Most of us spend a lot less time on that original Aggie message board. We talk about things that don't necessarily need to be so public (I mean, do 5,000 people need to know that my pap smear was abnormal AGAIN?) So, we have a little private board we chat on.
One of the girls is pregnant with her second child and wanted to do a girls weekend before she was 1. too pregnant to fly 2. the mother of two beautiful babies.
We planned it pretty quickly and the dates were hard to coordinate. It ended up being only three of us but we had a blast. We had pizza at Gino's, went to Willis Tower (aka Sears Tower), saw a pirate exhibit at the Field Museum and watched the Aggies get embarrassed on national TV at the ESPN Zone.
In August I was worried about getting myself on a plane to Atlanta and by October, I had been to Atlanta and Nashville and was going on a trip to Chicago. I even navigated the train and bus to the hotel from O'Hare National Airport. What a difference three months makes.
Here are a couple of pictures from the trip:
Every time I see this one of me and the giant globe at The Field Museum, I sing "she's got the whole world in her hands." Thanks Jami!
Standing out on The Ledge at Willis Tower
Looking down
View from the skydeck
It was a great trip even though it was short. We decided to do the same thing next year. Boston is the destination!
It's been 6 or 7 years since I met most of them and now several of them are married (or divorced and re-married). They have beautiful kids and beginning to scatter all over the country.
Most of us spend a lot less time on that original Aggie message board. We talk about things that don't necessarily need to be so public (I mean, do 5,000 people need to know that my pap smear was abnormal AGAIN?) So, we have a little private board we chat on.
One of the girls is pregnant with her second child and wanted to do a girls weekend before she was 1. too pregnant to fly 2. the mother of two beautiful babies.
We planned it pretty quickly and the dates were hard to coordinate. It ended up being only three of us but we had a blast. We had pizza at Gino's, went to Willis Tower (aka Sears Tower), saw a pirate exhibit at the Field Museum and watched the Aggies get embarrassed on national TV at the ESPN Zone.
In August I was worried about getting myself on a plane to Atlanta and by October, I had been to Atlanta and Nashville and was going on a trip to Chicago. I even navigated the train and bus to the hotel from O'Hare National Airport. What a difference three months makes.
Here are a couple of pictures from the trip:
Every time I see this one of me and the giant globe at The Field Museum, I sing "she's got the whole world in her hands." Thanks Jami!
Standing out on The Ledge at Willis Tower
Looking down
View from the skydeck
It was a great trip even though it was short. We decided to do the same thing next year. Boston is the destination!
Friday, October 9, 2009
Oh Look!
I'm the worst blogger ever!
I have been keeping busy though so as soon as I feel like typing, I actually have some stories to share.
Maybe this weekend. It's finally going to feel like fall this weekend. Sounds like a good reason to make some Butter-Nut instant hot chocolate and type up some stories for all of my adoring fans (stop laughing!)
I have been keeping busy though so as soon as I feel like typing, I actually have some stories to share.
Maybe this weekend. It's finally going to feel like fall this weekend. Sounds like a good reason to make some Butter-Nut instant hot chocolate and type up some stories for all of my adoring fans (stop laughing!)
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Sometimes I wonder if I have some brain damage
I hate buying gas. I hate having to stop. I hate having to pay for it. I hate everything about it. So it's pretty amazing I haven't run out of gas since getting a car with a working gas gauge. My first car, a 1989 two-door Buick Regal, didn't have a working gas gauge so it was a guessing game. At first I could guess based on the mileage driven but after a few years the odometer stopped working. Luckily I was living in College Station and didn't do much driving.
In my Honda, the gas light comes on when the tank is 1/8 full. So, it gives me a pretty early indicator that I need to go get gas. But instead of going when it comes on, I drive with it on until I decide I should probably get gas or end up on the side of the road in 100 degree heat.
It's kind of stupid really. I know I have to get gas. But I think to myself "oh, I'll get it in the morning" and then in the morning I'm running later than I should be, I sometimes consider chancing it. It's ridiculous! It's inevitable that I'm going to run out of gas at some point. You'd think I'd be smarter than that, but I'm really not.
In my Honda, the gas light comes on when the tank is 1/8 full. So, it gives me a pretty early indicator that I need to go get gas. But instead of going when it comes on, I drive with it on until I decide I should probably get gas or end up on the side of the road in 100 degree heat.
It's kind of stupid really. I know I have to get gas. But I think to myself "oh, I'll get it in the morning" and then in the morning I'm running later than I should be, I sometimes consider chancing it. It's ridiculous! It's inevitable that I'm going to run out of gas at some point. You'd think I'd be smarter than that, but I'm really not.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Some people don't know what express means
I am a neglectful blogger. I have had a post to share in my head for about 4 days and it's just not being written. Oops!
I went to the grocery store last week to pick up two things: cat food and toilet paper. I try to avoid doing much shopping at the Kroger near me because it's always busy and I hate waiting in line for an hour. Plus it's not the most inexpensive store.
It's on the way home so I ran in to get my two items and decided that the express lane with two customers in it was a better choice than the Self checkout line with 10 people in it(4 registers). In general, people are too stupid to check themselves out.
So, the lady at the front of the line has more than 10 items. I personally think that should be a felony but grocery store managers and owners do not want to piss customers off so they never tell these inconsiderate assholes that they need to get in another line. Oh, and by the way, if you have 30 jars of baby food or 100 cans of dog food, they don't count as one item.
I've already committed to this lane and getting into another one always turns out to be a very bad decision, so I just wait. I read the covers of all the magazines and learn more than I wanted to know about Jon Gosselin (From Jon & Kate Plus 8). At this point, it's been like 4 minutes. Which is an eternity once you notice the Item Limit Felon is ahead of you.
The cashier finally gets all of her stuff rung up and the the lady pulls out a wad of cash. And counts it out. Slowly. And hands it to the cashier. The cashier counts it. And then the lady has a balance. Instead of getting her other form of payment ready, the lady watches the cashier count out the stack of bills and just stands there. She finally looks for a card in her wallet when the cashier tells her the remaining total. She uses a credit card to pay the rest. ARGH!!! So now we have to wait for the receipt to print out so she can sign it.
It's a really good thing I am afraid of confrontation because this lady was about to make me homicidal!
It's now time for a grocery shopping trip and I hope for everyone's sake, that no one makes me angry tonight!
I went to the grocery store last week to pick up two things: cat food and toilet paper. I try to avoid doing much shopping at the Kroger near me because it's always busy and I hate waiting in line for an hour. Plus it's not the most inexpensive store.
It's on the way home so I ran in to get my two items and decided that the express lane with two customers in it was a better choice than the Self checkout line with 10 people in it(4 registers). In general, people are too stupid to check themselves out.
So, the lady at the front of the line has more than 10 items. I personally think that should be a felony but grocery store managers and owners do not want to piss customers off so they never tell these inconsiderate assholes that they need to get in another line. Oh, and by the way, if you have 30 jars of baby food or 100 cans of dog food, they don't count as one item.
I've already committed to this lane and getting into another one always turns out to be a very bad decision, so I just wait. I read the covers of all the magazines and learn more than I wanted to know about Jon Gosselin (From Jon & Kate Plus 8). At this point, it's been like 4 minutes. Which is an eternity once you notice the Item Limit Felon is ahead of you.
The cashier finally gets all of her stuff rung up and the the lady pulls out a wad of cash. And counts it out. Slowly. And hands it to the cashier. The cashier counts it. And then the lady has a balance. Instead of getting her other form of payment ready, the lady watches the cashier count out the stack of bills and just stands there. She finally looks for a card in her wallet when the cashier tells her the remaining total. She uses a credit card to pay the rest. ARGH!!! So now we have to wait for the receipt to print out so she can sign it.
It's a really good thing I am afraid of confrontation because this lady was about to make me homicidal!
It's now time for a grocery shopping trip and I hope for everyone's sake, that no one makes me angry tonight!
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