Rainy Day Activity

My ex: used to wear panties.
I am listening to: the rain wash my car.
Maybe I should: shower?
I love: spoons.
My best friend is: packing. I offered not to help, because I wouldnt be of any.
I don't understand: some people's inability to share the road.
I have no respect for: people who dont have any.
I hate: the person I am when I am irritable and angry.
The meaning of my screen name is: my name, backwards.
Love is: undecided.
Somewhere, someone is: winning the lottery.
I will always: have a loud voice.
Forever seems like: a ridiculously long time.
I never want to lose: a game of solitaire.
My mobile phone is: a necessary evil.
When I wake up in the morning: I want to go back to bed.
I get annoyed at: stupidity and loud noises.
Parties are: not cool unless I'm there.
My pets are: dead.
Cuddling is: my favorite.
Today I: cut my hair.
I really wish I could: fly.
I'm afraid of: people with bad teeth.
I think: too much.

thanks aje.

Patience Is No Virtue - It's a PAIN IN THE ASS.

If you remember back to my post from my Easter Vacation in Ventura, specifically the part where I vowed that I could kill anyone who tried to purchase a certain ring...
Well good news, I didn't have to kill anyone AND I GOT MY RING!!!!
Talk about a Double Whammy!

As the story goes, I found this ring at an antique shop in Summerland California, on the way to Santa Barbara. I saw it and immediately knew it was mine and that I had to do everything in my power to get it. When I put it on, I instantly felt like I was in another world or time dimension. I found myself staring at this ring for what felt like hours, completely unable to remove my eyes from it. Everything went quiet and I was completely mesmerized. It was breathtaking!
I was so overwhelmed that I had to leave the store to wipe the tears from my eyes and catch my breath. (Now that I think about it, what I should have done was clench my fist and run like hell.) ha ha.

The price tag was etched into my head for a month:
14k White Gold Blue Topaz $900

While in the store, the clerk could obviously see the attachment I had to the ring and said that she would contact the dealer to see if she would go any lower on the price...

$725!?! THAT'S FANTASTIC!! ...However, not only did I have the inability to rustle up $900 - I still didn't have $725... not even an available balance on a credit card.

For the next month I thought of nothing else but this ring.
I saved all my monies and just knew that it would still be there waiting for me.

The EXACT amount that I saved and a month later I called the shop to describe the ring to the woman on the phone and sure enough...It was there waiting for me! It was meant to be!

The lessons which were provided for me to learn about this were SAVING MONEY and PATIENCE. Double time PATIENCE!

Lets just say when you politely ask someone to send a package to you via FEDEX, make DAMN sure that happens, or you will wait a freaking week for the stupid Post Office to figure out where a package needs to go. But its here now and I don't care about anything else!!! I'M IN LOVE!! :)

LOOK AT HER SPARKLE!!

Ah. This must be love.

P.S. These pictures don't do justice. So if you would like to come visit me and my ring, we can OOOH and AAAH over it as long as you'd like. :)

...And I still love technology... Always and Forever.

Remember when you had to just MEMORIZE people's phone numbers? And you had them all typed up on a nice piece of paper sitting by the phone?

Remember when we didn't even HAVE cell phones?

I do. And truth be told it kinda pisses me off that my little sister got one when she was 10 - when I had to wait til I was 16. Thank god for therapy.

Now all of our vital information is stored inside that tiny, good-for-nothing, constantly breaking, piece of shit.

I find it so silly that we (and I mean me) are so reliant on our technology - specifically cell phones. Because god forbid something should happen to it, our eyes would start BLEEDING, our heads would come UNSCREWED, and we would SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST!!! And you suddenly have nothing left to live for, and you start writing a suicide note to your loved ones thinking to yourself, but WHO would be cleaning out my house when I'm dead? Who would I feel most comfortable with tripping over my vibrator??

Oh never mind. I found my cell phone.

THANKS!! I FOUND IT!

THAT was close. I almost just died.

My phone may as well be attached somewhere on my body. Like another appendage.

I HATE it when I leave my right arm at home!

Internet Dating, Take Two

You'd think I would have learned some kind of lesson, right?
To those who thought the answer 'Yes' to themselves... we are fighting. You should know me better than that.

In my little brain, I think to myself... what harm could come from logging on to an LDS website to see if I can find a nice young man on there. Maybe I could use a little spirituality in my life in the form of a (GULP) returned missionary. I KNOW! I KNOW! JEEZ. Let me finish...
I am being oh-so careful in choosing my words (as careful as Amanda gets), and I don't want to get in any arguments and start throwing punches, and I certainly don't want to get into a religious discussion and offend anyone too terribly...

I have been very blessed in my life, and I am thankful for my mom and dad and brothers and sisters - But it's just not for me. Right now. The door isn't closed ALL the way. Someones pinkie got slammed - so I got that going for me. I figure - I have no problem with the values and spiritualityness that were bestowed upon me whilst being raised in 'THE CHURCH'...Why not look for a man with the same.
So I did.
And it sucked.
AND I WANT MY MONEY BACK!

2 days. It took 2 days for someone to judge me. JUUUDGE ME. Verbally. ON THE INTERNET. DO YOU HEAR ME!?
If I wanted to be judged and have someone point out my HUMAN SINS and shake their finger at me, I would make damn sure I was at church on a regular basis. That RIGHT THERE is what made things so enjoyable the first time around. I'm starting to think that it is protocol to try and make people feel bad about themselves.
Correct me if I'm wrong but a long, long time ago - didn't a certain someone named Jesus die for every ones sins? SINS!! SINS SINS SINS SINS!!!!! EVERYONE SINS! Judging people is a sin!

Writing in CAPS should be as well. I apologize. 'The Angry' took over for minute there.

This is about how it went:
Talking to a divorced father of 1...

Boy: Have you ever been married? Do you have kids?

Me: Never married. No kids that I am aware of. Not yet anyways - I would love to be a mom someday though.

Boy: Making them is the fun part.
(notice boy's pervert comment)

Me: That is true - Practice makes perfect.

Boy: You know about that? You've done that?

Me: Huh? What. Done what, had sex? Yes.

Boy: Shame on you!

***Mr. Rudey-pants* is now logged off***

*Names have been changed for protection.

"THAT"? You mean SEX?

Oh and P.S. I LOVE how HE initiated it. DID YOU SEE THAT?

Yes indeed, boys and girls. Shame on me.

Lesson learned. I'll never do that again.

No, not "THAT"! ...THAT...

Strange Attractions

A couple months ago there was a bit on a radio show that were asking listeners who their 'Strange Attractions' were. Some of them were pretty funny.

This not only got me thinking about who mine were, but now I am FULLY aware when I do that silent approval 'MmM... NICE' thing in my head when I see a man whom I find the least bit attractive...

Dont Hate. I cant control these things! This is why they are called STRANGE ATTRACTIONS. Who are YOUR strange attractions??


Dog the Bounty Hunter...Sunglasses ON.

I am too young to have known Mickey Rourke in his prime - But in his new movie The Wrestler, I found him to be quite handsome.

So Not a Cat fan...

I'm not. Really. But if there were the perfect pet kitty - 'Whatever.the.hell.her.name.is' would be it. Because I don't have to take care of it. I mean her.

I believe the story behind this one is that my uncle found this baby kitty in the barn, during that god awful SNOW STORM we had in APRIL.

So my animal saving family pretty much raised this cute little runt on a little baby bottle. AND SHE ISH DUSHT SHO DAMN CUUTE!

Ok so at this point we were all wondering if it was in fact a cat, or some type of butt-ugly rodent... But she came around.

I swear she looks like Puss-In-Boots from Shrek right here. MmMmMMeow!

Those clever Wal*Mart Bastards!

These were the needed items on my list. The same list that was being ruffled around in my purse for a week..

Aaannd this is what I left with...

This is exactly why I utilize Winder Dairy. They bring my groceries TO ME, so that I don't even have to walk into a store and go through that whole argument with myself, in my head about why I deserve to get myself a treat.
...'But I was a really good girl, and I didn't make fun of ANYONE this week"
'Yes I know but you don't need a bag of chocolate, a gallon of ice cream, 4 out of 5 of the new released DVDs, a purse, a curling iron, or a new outfit...
Rude.