A day (or two or three) in the life of...

Slept in today nicely. It's just so cozy to sleep w/the sound of the rain falling outside and no daylight coming in through the window. Dragged myself out of bed and showered, then put on my new red (though they're really more of a maroon kinda color) boots on to keep my mood elevated throughout the day and was off. Now I'm here in a very quiet office, trying to ping people on my IM list but noone is cooperating with me. Don't know how much longer I'll last in here today. Will have to make it a half day, definitely. Too much to do today. This Spanish Martha Stewart-wannabe has got tons of home stuff to take care of that have been pushed to the last minute... Yesterday actually went by so quickly and ended kinda nicely. Ran 4 miles w/Ly and then went to grocery store (Shoppers Food Wharehouse is as miserable a place as Walmart) w/Lu to get the big ol turkey for Friday's meal and to get stuff for dinner last night as well. We decided we wanted breakfast for din...

I'm hungry and bored or just hungry or just bored. What to do? Might order some Chinese delivery... Just made full pot of coffee and a good cup of that w/my egg nog flavored syrup and some cream would very delightful. Might even quench my hunger a bit. Very grey outside and the air seems a bit stale. Listening to coworkers talk about business and how to give it a surge. I wish I were more business minded and could enjoy it. I just want to play though my need for more money should lead me to be more business minded. I need this company to do well so that I can be in a much better financial spot and of course I want all the guys to do exceptionally well financially as well because they just deserve it so much but I just want it. Big difference. I don't personally feel that I actually deserve to be financially successfully but that doesn't change the fact that I want to be rich, right? I'd say that I can enjoy the simpler things in life but I just enjoy all the other mater...

I swear I rolled into the weekend as this big ball of emotional stress who felt defensive of everything that happened and everything that was said to me. It was annoying to realize. But I shopped. I spent money I didn't have and it made me happy. I wonder how happy I'll be when Lu sees the credit card bill... But, I have 2 pairs of great new boots, a few new articles of clothes, candles, a new George Forman griller, a utensil drawer organizer, an Xmas wreathe for our front door (which I made w/a plain wreath, decorations from craft store, ribbon and a glue gun, thank you very much) and a few other necessities that kept my mood elevated as I shopped. At least I'm not angry and self-loathing anymore. I also had a long talk w/Lu about my needs and how to meet them better so that I don't get so emotional. He's the best... when he meets my needs. I'm being a bit sarcastic here. In general, I am a very lucky woman in my opinion. I am highly attracted to my life partn...

Today's a bit better than yesterday but still iffy. Just feeling really despondent and there are a few fingers to point at why but nothing really more than the other. I'm just moody and not feeling motivated or upbeat in any sort of way. I actually have a very busy day ahead of me with work though so maybe that will take my mind out of this funk a bit. That, and coffee of course. Luckily today I have access to the flavored coffee syrups which I brought in here a week ago and are making my cups of coffee, little portions of heavan for me. Mmm, Egg nog, white chocolate, creme de menthe and french vanilla flavoring. Makes me happy, for a minute. Need to bring in a capuccino machine in here. Now THAT would make me happy, for a few more minutes. Ok, off to take my mind off of my rut here and try to stop w/the wallowing in misery. It's really not cute. Though I did dress up today and put some makeup on so I'm feeling at least mildly put together. That usually does so...

Feeling situationally depressed today. I just feel --insert self loathing insult of choice here because most apply--. Hate feeling like this. Sucks. There's those days where I'm on a high and feel the opposite of all of the above and it's usually a constant actually and then days like today where I don't know why (has nothing to do with my cycle I wonder if men get as insecure at times as women are in general. I mean, we need soooo much affirmation (most of us do) and we'll analyze and overanalyze everything that's said to us in passing observations until we mutilate a perfectly well intended compliment into being a back handed one and dive into a suspicious, vengeful rage. I mean, I hear most women do this, not me of course. I'm perfectly secure in being a needy, cynical, obsessive, stubborn woman. I'm an angry person today. Obviously. Poor Jems had to endure my bitchiness over a seemingly lighthearted game of online scrabble. Jems, are you going t...

Wow, I should never have discovered (like I'm Christopher Columbus or something...) the --Next Blog--> button. I'm so intrigued by other people's lives and what they choose to share with the world (at least the internet public who curiously search through these pages like me). Emotional issues, self esteem issues, personal drama, political views... All of the above. FASCINATING! I even sadly bookmarked a few just to see any updates that some of these interesting characters decide to post. Wow, I need more productive things to do with my time, hence me venturing into new hobbies starting this weekend with Mas. I'm going to be crocheting soon too. Lu will have to wear whatever I make him so I'm shooting for a pink and black checkered sweater with 3 neck holes and one arm hole. The thing is, he's so supportive that he'd probably wear it and I'm so decidedly WRONG in so many ways that I'd pretend that it was the best thing since flavored coffee syrups...

Arghgh, I'm so pissed at myself. I took a spill while running last night and twisted my ankle. It's the whole 'put one foot in front of the other' thing that always throws me off. Not sure exactly what I did to it 'medically speaking' but it's a bit bruised up and quite swollen... not to mention the pain. Though this does have the added benefits of getting piggy back rides up and down stairs while Lu is around to coddle me. I need more coddling. I need flowers and chocolates to be delivered to me and I need those big obnoxious 'Get Well' aluminum balloons all over the place. I think that will miraculously deflate my ankle and wash the pain away because I'll be too busy feeling fawned over. I don't think that's asking too much. I think I usually try giving my favorite people get-well treats when they're feeling under the weather, whether it's flowers, baskets of treats or a bottle of tequila. I think I'll surround myself with s...

So now that I have my house back in my own reign, there's much fun to be had with painting. Hopefully we're painting the bedroom red this week and weekend if all goes well and getting the dining room ready for our 'Friends Thanksgiving' next week which should be a nice chaotic gathering. The new dining room table's coming this Thursday and that's another exciting addition. The things I could do to that house if I just had some more money. Can't I just win the lottery? Um, that would require me to actually play the lottery though. Hmm... Just need a load of money to fall into my lap. I mean, I saw Trading Places and Pretty Woman, I KNOW it can happen! Some rich stuffy man will randomly pluck me from my office cleaning gig (well, let's face it, I'm a Spanish woman and that's what we do, right? ) and give me a new sassy wardrobe and 100K to see how I fair on the other side of poverty... I then laugh to myself as I walk away w/full wardrobe and mon...

My life partner... 

Who's loving whom soooo hard? 

Cannot WAIT to go dancing again. Fun times, fun times... 

This is who I am lucky enough to get to wake up to every morning. It's really the hair that drives me so wild.

Little Quincy makes for a very angry Santa. Apparently we're not letting him disburse the presents this year. 

This is my little piggy Jemmy. How I love the, let me count the ways... One Apple Martini, Two Apply Martinis, Three Apple Martinis. He knows he's funnier to me when I'm marinated in vodka. It's friendships like these that last forever... or until the bar runs dry, either way.

Went to gym on my lunch break for spinning class. Now, we're basically pushed to be cycling as hard and fast as possible in intervals throughout this class and sweat like monkeys ( I'm assuming that monkey sweat a lot because of all that hair on them, don't know if I'm right though ) as we all try to shoot for that common goal... slimmer, more fit versions of ourselves. It's been about 3 weeks now and I'm going to need to start seeing results or I'm likely to get pissy w/the instructor and inevitable make an ass out of myself when I find out that I'm doing something wrong. I'm going to have to kick up my gear a bit and eat like a rabbit as well if that will ensure me tightening up before this cruise in December. I know, I know, I'm avg. weight, shouldn't be concerned, obsessing. blah blah blah. BUT, I'M the one that has to slip into a bikini (yes, I realize I have the option of a one piece but I want to be able to feel hot so bear with me...

If I'm not mistaken, this was a moment of trying to be serious even though we were silly drunk. Remind me to invest in a better oil absorbing face powder...

My Mother-In-Law (MIL) is leaving after a 10 day visit. She doesn't like me. --Shaking head-- Nope, not in the least. I'd say that I'll work on that but I can't so why not leave well enough alone then... I'm free to: Laugh as loud as I'd like Freely pour myself a glass of --insert cheap liquor of choice here-- Walk around in my silliest cartoon themed undies Raise my voice in moments of annoyance Paint the bedroom red (and hopefully get a disco ball attachment for the cieling fan) Sexually assault my life partner in the foyer Go watch the last 5 episodes of Desperate House Wives at Jemmy's house before his Tivo spits them out to some internal recycling bin. Plan the next party Possibilities are endless... So much to say, so many overwhelming details... Where's a girl to start? I'll revisit after my 2nd cup of coffee.