frita, cheetos and doritos

Take me back to T-Town

2006-05-01T14:32:00.000-07:00

Here is what I miss about working on the 31st floor of a building.... or, more to the point, one of the many things I miss about Tulsa. On top of good friends, family, the occasional fabulous glass of wine with wonderful company, this view is something I really miss about T-Town.
What a great town.

Crappy weather, crappy day

2006-04-25T15:35:00.000-07:00

Today was not the greatest day...... so I thought I'd write about it.

First of all, it's been raining all day today and has been just generally gloomy. Maybe that's why I've been so down today, but I'm not sure. I've been down on just about everything today. I'm frustrated with myself at work- I don't feel like I'm catching on as quickly as I should be. I'll be on my own a couple of days a week coming up in less than a month and today, for some reason, that really bothered me! I don't have any confidence in myself today that I'll be able to handle this job by myself. I know it will all be fine and once all of our line reviews slow down, it will all get back to normal and everything will be OK, but today.... this week...... and next week, I'm under a lot of pressure and freaking out a little!!!!

OK, feeling a little better that I've said it out loud.......
Is it Friday yet?

Video

2006-03-24T13:24:00.000-08:00

I hope you could see that video in the post below- it's too funny. I have no clue why the sound gets off from the video, but that just adds to the humor. I've gotta find different places on the web to post videos.

FUNNY!!!

2006-03-24T13:17:00.000-08:00

This is from a hockey game that Carrie, Scott, Josh, Greg and I went to a while back. Gotta love it! More to come!!

National Girlfriend and Sisters week!

2006-03-06T06:29:00.000-08:00

I am only as strong as the coffee I drink, the hairspray I use and the friends I have. To the cool women that have touched my life. Here's to you!
It is good to be a woman:
1. We got off the Titanic first.
2. We can scare male bosses with the mysterious gynecological disorder excuses.
3 Taxis stop for us.
4. We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.
5. No fashion faux pas we make, could ever rival the Speedo.
6. We don't have to pass gas to amuse ourselves.
7. If we forget to shave, no one has to know.
8. We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her rear end.
9. We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.
10. We have the ability to dress ourselves.
11. We can talk to the opposite sex without having to picture them naked.
12. If we marry someone 20 years younger, we are aware that we will look like an idiot.
13. We will never regret piercing our ears.
14. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your probl! ems.
15. We can make comments about how silly men are in their presence because they aren't listening anyway.

(Pardon this total cop-out on a real post- I thought this was cute!)

Double stolen fun!

2006-01-25T09:21:00.000-08:00

I stole this from Melissa who stole it from Rude Cactus!

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Emily!

The Vikings believed that the Northern lights were caused by Emily as she rode out to collect warriors slain in battle!
Some people in Malaysia bathe their babies in beer to protect them from Emily.
A sixteenth century mathematician lost his nose in a duel over his love for Emily, and wore a silver replacement for the rest of his life.
In Chinese, the sound 'Emily' means 'bite the wax tadpole'.
Worldwide, Emily is the most important natural enemy of night-flying insects.
If you keep a goldfish in a dark room, it will eventually turn into Emily.
Emily, from the movie of the same name, had green blood!
Emily is black with white stripes, not white with black stripes.
Women shoplift four times more frequently than Emily.
Emily once lost a Dolly Parton lookalike contest.

So fun! Give it a try!

I love the wax tadpole one!!!!

Something new!!! Finally!!!

2006-01-11T10:12:00.000-08:00

OK, after all my whining in my last post (which was oh, so long ago, and I apologize)....... I have something NEW! A NEW JOB!!!!!!!!!
I gave my notice last Friday, effective January 27th. I will start my new position on Wednesday, February 1st. And I couldn't be more excited.

More details to come--- gotta get some work done!

Something new

2005-10-19T06:45:00.000-07:00

I need something new. Carrie is getting a new job, Melissa is getting a new job. Last I heard Andi had a new apartment. I need something new. Not necessarily a new job or house, but SOMETHING!!!!

Wah.

Sure cure for boredom.....

2005-10-13T12:44:00.000-07:00

Inspired by Bethiclaus (http://www.bethiclaus.com/) who was inspired by another blog by the name of, what else? The Cure for Boredom (http://warcrygirl.blogspot.com/)...

Go to Google and type in your first name, then needs. I typed in Emily needs, and here, according to the good people of the internet, are the top 10 thing I apparently need:

Emily needs almost 24-hour care
Am I going to hurt myself, or others? Others I am OK with, but I must protect myself from myself. Or me from myself. Whatever.......

Emily needs to be told No & to be whipped into shape by Nanny 911
Apparently the internet has discovered my secret. I am, in fact, a 6 year old in need of some guidance from a British know-it-all-reality-TV-star???

Emily needs background
Does this one even make any sense????

Emily needs to find something that's her own to fulfill her
Funny how something from my favorite show, Gilmore Girls, showed up on my needs list. I need more Gilmore Girls! Twice a day and three times on Tuesdays is not enough!

Emily needs to talk to him
Who is he?

All Emily needs to do is work on reading a little extra every night
This one is so true! I don't read enough these days. It tends to put me to sleep, but I promise to work on it!

Emily needs to increase her stamina, language comprehension, vocabulary
I think this one is a little uncalled for. I think my language comprehension skills are just fine, thank you very much.

Emily acknowledges that she needs to be more organized
Amen, internet!

Emily needs a series of exemptions to Harvard’s administrative rules
If I'm ever going to get in, I'm going to need some serious series of exemptions to the Harvard administrative rules. Especially if they have heard about my seemingly inferior stamina, language comprehension skills and vocabulary.

Emily needs a forever family who will be patient and consistent
Ummmmm........ OK.

Bark or Bite?

2005-10-06T09:15:00.000-07:00

When should your bite finally exceed your bark? How long and how many times should you have to sit by and watch someone be treated like a second class citizen and a pariah before you finally flip out on the perpetrator?

And for all of those righteously indignant people out there who think that they are 'above' their jobs--- you know where you can go. On the express train.

Don't offer!!!

2005-10-06T09:05:00.000-07:00

If you cannot help me or do not have any intention of helping me, do not ask me if you can help me with anything. Ask me if you can take a FREAKING MESSAGE.

Do NOT make me go through my entire problem and then tell me you will give the girl a FREAKING NOTE!!!!! Why not just put me in to her voicemail?!

People are idiots.

What did your mother teach you?!

2005-10-05T13:28:00.000-07:00

WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH PEOPLE?!

I am getting sick and tired of the general public. I'm beginning to think that hermits have the right idea. Whether it's the girls with all the dating issues and the major sense of entitlement (a seemingly common theme), the worker bees doing the bare minimum to get by, or the completely disgusting pigs that cannot seem to use the bathroom without making a complete mess of the ENTIRE ROOM. What must their house look like?!

Have you ever wondered about that? I worked with a girl a long time ago whose house MUST have been the most disgusting pig sty ever. She had two kids, smoked like a chimney and ate nothing but junk food. Her desk was covered in a light layer of grease from all of the fast food meals partaken of at her desk. There was a picture of one of her kids in her living room on her desk--- no less than 4 McDonald's bags in the picture. And there was only one small table in the picture, which was covered in trash.

blech

Did you ever. . . .

2005-08-22T09:42:00.000-07:00

Am in a state of wondering today. "What if?" is the phrase for today. Wondering what goes through other peoples minds as they go about their days. . . .

I'll never have these answers, but people who change intrigue me.

What a wonderful world

2005-08-22T08:51:00.000-07:00

OK, so I went to the neighbors and, despite the few comments about them thinking I hate them, all is well. I went home kind of early, but was so tired I couldn't sit there anymore. And I have a policy not to play games with overly competitive people. So, early bedtime for me Friday night.

Then came Saturday and the monster headache---- and an even earlier bedtime.

And Sunday was for more cleaning and date night! Fajitas for dinner and "The Skeleton Key" was the movie of choice. Great movie! Haven't seen a good scary movie in a while--- probably since Identity. Was a great choice. Highly recommended-- especially if you like Kate Hudson.

So----- what's on the agenda for this week?!

Love thy neighbor...... and all that jazz

2005-08-19T15:51:00.000-07:00

For those who know the story and know it well.........

I'm headed over for a fun-filled evening with the neighbors. I cannot shake this overwhelming urge to bail-- maybe even run away from home again. Hubby tells me I'm being chicken-- I'm OK with that. I suppose I need to go over every once in a while and make an appearance, so that's what tonight is.

I'll post an update after the weekend is over.

On a more positive note: finally some movies came out that I want to see! Date night is back, baby!

Thank Goodness it's Sunday

2005-05-22T12:10:00.000-07:00

I love Sundays. A nice, quiet day usually to relax before the beginning of the next week. And it also means date night! Not sure if we'll have date night tonight or not. The only movie showing that we'd like to see is Star Wars and I'm not prepared today to stand in ridiculous lines. That might have to wait until next weekend.

On a side note about movies, we saw 'Crash' last weekend. SO fabulous. Is a must see for everyone.

So, date night tonight might be sandwiches at home and watching of Deadwood on HBO. Who knows. . . . .

Right now is 'watching-tv-and-about-to-fall-asleep' time. I love it. I'm going to go snuggle with my hubby.

Here's to what I hope is a better week than the last. Have a fabulous week!!!

You know who you are. . . .

2005-05-18T11:03:00.000-07:00

Cry me a river, build me a bridge and get over yourself.

Shakes fist threatiningly!

2005-05-17T11:27:00.000-07:00

Dand stupid people and their inconsiderateness.

Dand stupid erateness.

that's just for you, Melissa. ;)

Words words words

2005-05-13T13:47:00.000-07:00

Yesterday's word for the day: Craptacular

Today's word for the day: Over. As in I am so over this day and I'm so glad this day is OVER

Have a lovely weekend. I'll be vegging out at my house. Doing NOTHING.

Thank goodness.
Whew.

For those who were concerned

2005-05-11T15:52:00.000-07:00

For those who were concerned, I did leave at 2:30 this afternoon. I escaped the madness that is Nascar and headed to the nearest bar. I took solace there for a few hours and am now headed home. Yes, I came back to my office after the bar, but that is purely because I had to pee. I promise. I really, really promise.

I am not a Nascar freak. And these people will be here tomorrow. What is a girl to do?

Going home now. Have a lovely evening.
:)

Nascar and other Arkansas delights

2005-05-11T11:20:00.000-07:00

Today there is a Nascar (pronounced na-SCAR, rhymes with Drakkar cologne) press conference in my building. And for today and tomorrow, there are Nascar people all over my building. Including the ever poplular Kurt Busch(?). Half of our parking lot is blocked off and there is a race car sitting over there all by itself. There's supposed to be some sort of demonstration or so I hear. Who knows. All I know is that it appears that some sort of partnership has been forged between Wal-Mart and Nascar. And they shall take over the world.

And all I have to say is at least when the Star Wars people were here, there was a real live Storm Trooper & Boba Fett in the lobby. All we have today are cardboard cutouts.

I love Arkansas.

Want to know what I hate?

2005-05-09T14:22:00.000-07:00

I hate it when certain people, who shall remain nameless, come in in the middle of a conversation thinking they are going to help and start complaining and yelling at the other parties of my conversation. I've been on the phone for 30 minutes with these people and I've almost gotten them where I need them, and you come in here guns blazing. NOT. HELPING.

I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. I love my job. I love my job.

It's time to go now.

Say what?!

2005-05-06T12:14:00.000-07:00

It has been suggested that my iPod should be updated-- CARRIE. BALDERDASH! I'm loving, loving, loving my iPod full of classic rock!!!! You have to know that I'd take a little CCR any day over the crap they play on the radio these days. You HAVE to!

Give me a little CCR, Queen, Steppenwolf, The Cars or any equivalent anyday!

There is a reason for this. . . . my car does not have an antenna for my radio. Hasn't had one in several years. What that leads one to discover is the sheer strength of the signal on a classic rock radio station. The classic rock station here is the only station I can pick up in my car. Therefore, I have only listened to classic rock for 2 years. I'm a convert!

"Why don't you come with me, little girl, on a magic carpet ride"!!!!

So, ladies, what's on your iPod? Or, maybe more appropriately, what's in your CD player?

Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting......

2005-05-05T15:27:00.000-07:00

Those cats were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightening
For they fought with expert timing

I am in a karate chopping mood tonight-- do. not. mess. with. me.

God help the person who tries to talk to me about anything I have a negative opinion of these days. It's just such a bad idea. That's just the type of day I'm having. I'm tired. I'm worn out. The brain power is g.o.n.e. So don't mess with me!!!!

Judo chop!!!
Boot to the head!!!

And again, I feel better. The funk music has returned. Disco dancing-- the Hustle, more specifically. Just had to get it out!!!

Do the Hustle. . . . do do do do do do do doo doo.....do do do do do do do doo doo

We want the funk. . . .

2005-05-05T13:38:00.000-07:00

Why is the day draaaaaaaaaaaaaaging???????

I have been busier today than I have been in forever. I haven't stopped working all day today, until now. Because I decided I needed a new distraction. Being here by myself is fabulous, usually, but today I could have used an extra brain here. Dealing with irate customers, backorders, new customers, new items, sales reps that are both out golfing. . . . . geeeeeeeeeeez.

Cannot wait until tomorrow evening. Carrie-- thank goodness the combo lock for your keys is not hard to work. I'll be totally out of brain power.

Better now--- am funking out in every way, in my head. Disco dancing and everything. . . .

COOOOOOOOOKIES!

2005-05-04T17:10:00.000-07:00

Forget the 'new' cookie monster. There are currently two, count them TWO, chocolate chip cookies in my oven. Just for me. Me. ME.

It's my reward for spending the evening home alone. Hubby is at a photo shoot- he's so fancy. Won't be home until well after dark. But I'm OK with that, because I have chocolate chip cookies. And if I'm feeling especially lonely and pitiful, there's a pint of Chubby Hubby calling my name, ever so faintly, from the freezer.

That's a last resort though.
Yeah, that's it.
Last. Resort.
:)

They're not just for Snoopy and the Red Baron anymore

2005-05-04T09:06:00.000-07:00

Dogfights, in case you were wondering.

I was going to post this yesterday, but chose to stay fairly anti-social all day yesterday. It was a terrible day. I should have known it would be based on the way it began.

Yesterday morning I went to let our two dogs in from pottying outside. They always, every day, go tearing up the stairs together (ahead of me) and they play. Roughly, but they play. Well, yesterday it got out of control. We haven't had a scuffle in a long time. I'm sure everyone remembers the trip to the emergency room we took last year shortly after we got Bella. A good time was had by all at the ER that night. Both times we were there. The scars are still very apparently on Greg's arm. And now he has a matching set. The scuffle started yesterday and Greg came out swinging-- his foot, that is. He kicked one of the dogs, let's call her the skinny one, across the room. This stopped the fight for exactly 3.5 seconds. He held the other dog down, let's call her the fat one. Of course, him being down there with them did not diminish the fact that the were a.n.g.r.y. with each other for whatever reason. So, the skinny one went around and under Greg to get to the fat one, again. That's when he got bit. Again. By the fat one. Again.

No ER trip this time. No reporting it to the authorities this time. No quarantining our dog for 10 very expensive days this time. Only bandaging in our bathroom. After much bleeding. But he's fine. He's enjoying being able to say he has a Popeye forearm due to the swelling. I offered spinach last night for dinner. He declined.

And as he was leaving the house yesterday morning, he noticed the card on the counter from the vet saying "Toast is due for her yearly check-up, rabies shots, etc. . . " Very encouraging.

Queen

2005-05-04T08:57:00.000-07:00

You might be thinking that this post would be about how I, the former princess, am now the current Queen of Everything. However, you would be wrong.

This is a post about Queen. Meaning, the Freddy Mercury Queen.

This morning on my way to work, my very unhappy way to work, I was making a playlist in my head from my iPod of my theme songs. It just so happened that 2 of the songs were from Queen. The only two songs I own by Queen (so far). Here is the beginning of my "Theme Song Playlist"

Queen- Fat Bottomed Girls
Queen- I Want to Break Free
Carl Carlton- She's a Bad Mama Jama (in honor of Carrie)

That's the beginning. More to come. I've got 500 songs to go through!!!

At the Copa, Copa Cabana

2005-05-02T07:58:00.000-07:00

HAPPIEST BIRTHDAY CARRIE!!!!!!!!

We had an absolute blast Saturday night. We were so happy to surprise you and show up to celebrate your last Saturday of your 20s!!!! What a fun party! And echoing Melissa's entry--- you do NOT look anywhere near as old as the bathroom woman. And what's this about being hit on at the end of the night! I knew we left too early!!! But I was plum tuckered out-- I'd partied hearty all night and couldn't stay awake another minute! But I'll always love thinking back on the dirty dancing to your 'song' with Scott-- ha! And Melissa-- don't forget-- we did dance. At the table. To several songs including Barry Manilow!! Much disco dancing was done at the table.

Happiest birthday to my friend Carrie today. You are the princess of the day, and if you are for some strange reason at work, spend your entire day telling people it's your day and they should bow to you. You should have on a tiara and a Tinkerbell wand. And you can look out your windows in your office over your kingdom for the day and dispense curses on all who defy you.

Wish we were there to party with you again tonight!!!! We'll see you next Friday!

Bumper Sticker for today

2005-05-02T06:10:00.000-07:00

As seen on the silver Toyota truck in front of me in traffic this morning: "People more violently oppose fur than leather because it's easier to harass rich women than motorcycle gangs."

Ha.

Liberace: The Original King of Bling

2005-04-29T08:23:00.000-07:00

That is a statement I never would have thought I'd ever ever hear. Especially coming out of the mouth of a 50-something white woman. Made me giggle though. I think she said it 4 times.

I'm so ready for the weekend.

I love my iPod!

2005-04-28T14:52:00.000-07:00

I LOVE my iPod mini-- now more than ever! I got my iTrip today so I can listen to it in my car!!! WAHOO!!!!!!!

On a completely different note: Must. Stop. Snacking. Am starved again-- need to go to the monster for some groceries, but am so hungry at this point it would be a baaaaaad idea!! What IS a girl to do??????

New recipe for cashew nut chicken is calling my name. Unfortunately, that also means that the monster is calling my name. Time for a trip down the hill.

Bummer.

Have a fabulous evening!!!!! Eat some chicken! Listen to some music! And, should you choose, visit the monster. You know you're going to eventually anyway. . . . .

The time is now 11:06

2005-04-28T11:09:00.000-07:00

Yes, it's true. It's 11:06 a.m. and I'm starving. My pop tart has long since digested and I'm dying for some Mexican food. Gilmore Girls has just ended, signaling the beginning of yet another struggle to go to lunch. Why, oh why, do I try to coordinate a group of artists every day for lunch? Or better yet, why do I leave it up to my hubby? Questions that can never be answered. Possibly because I am so starved right now that I don't have enough brain power to commit to such infinite conundrums. I have no idea how to spell that word.

The time is now 11:08. All I want is a chimichanga or some enchiladas. But really some chips and salsa. Mmmmmmmm...... salsa.

11:09. I'm still here.

Suck.

Come on, Eileen

2005-04-28T08:32:00.000-07:00

Last night while driving down the highway, singing at the top of my lungs, I realized something. It would be a CRYING SHAME if anyone knew the actual words to 'Come on, Eileen'. If I didn't make up different words every time I listened to that song, I am not entirely sure I'd still like it! All I know is Eileen is uncooperative and all he wants to do is talk dirty to her, something about a dress, and she means everything. Everything of what-- that varies depending on my mood. She means everything to him. She means everything is over. She means everything is so many things.

These thoughts were much funnier when I called Melissa last night to tell her. I really should have a verbal blog. Would be much easier.

And just as a side note, I am so glad I was once friends with a fun girl with the ability to make the BEST mixed cds. Ever. Seriously, she could start her own compilation cd company. Like Madonna's character on Will & Grace that Karen moved in with--- you know you remember. Cut to me watching Will & Grace religiously! Back to this girl though, she owned every cd recorded since the beginning of time. And she had a better sound system than any guy I've ever met. And she had some serious insight in to what makes a great cd. She made me 3 cds over the years I knew her. The last two were 80's compilations- one of which included 'Come on, Eileen'. So. Freaking. Good. THESE are the songs they should be playing on an 'all 80's weekend' on the radio. Not the regular mix of crap they play every weekend.

Thanking God and my parents that my name is not Eileen Talourah.

Glutton for comments

2005-04-27T14:28:00.000-07:00

Am posting this purely for the joy of receiving my first comments on the internet. I don't have much to say, except that I am freaking ready to get out of this stupid chair for the day!!!! Have officially gone 2 1/2 hours without any verbal interaction with another human being. And believe it or not, is not a record for this job.

Today I had lunch at Subway. First time in a while-- I think they missed me. They get very concerned when I don't come in for a while. And they loved my hair cut. I love my Subway girls. But I suppose that cuts out turkey sandwiches for dinner. I really should cook for my husband. He'll waste away if I don't, I think.

OK-- I give up! I'm leaving!!!!! More to come. . . . .