I find this both amusing and both enraging at the same time...

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Just when I think I got the oddest phone call, I get another to top it off.  This one was a woman who was in fashion.  Apparently she really liked the way I said things and told me so.  Automatically weirded out, but rolled over it by pretending she didn't say it.  Her phony complimentary attitude didn't last long when she would would be transferred and then get a voice mail.  Apparently, she was going to Brittan and needed to speak to us right away about the clothes she wanted to put on display at our museum :D  Oh yes, she had been going through hers and her Moms clothes and thought they needed to be displayed at our museum.  I guess we're the new hip goodwill.  So, trying to be helpful, I asked if she wanted our two curators email addresses.  She informed me that her email is private.  I then suggested that she create a new one for business only, but apparently that's her "private one" does this woman get anything done?

Ooo she just called back again.  Apparently she doesn't want to leave a voice mail or number either.  I'm going to assume she's a ninja.

Yumm, home made hot pretzel for breakfast.

I still cry
when I think of him.  I miss my Cota.

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I'm sure many would agree with this thought
I HATE old people!

"snacks in kitchen, help yourself! "
Why do I get e-mails like this from the exact person who told us we weren't allowed to eat downstairs?

Odd not having to vote...

It must be a normal human trait to always think that you're right - no matter what age.  I just had to finish dealing with that just now.  Knowing how the the system works I tried to explain it to someone so things will even out.  They didn't want to listen, and you know what?  I just finished having a relaxing vacation just to come back to a place everyone tries to freak out at every little thing.  Most of the time it goes like this:
  • Person talks about something or another flabbergasted.
  • I look at them wondering why we're supposed to be mad
  • They wait for my reaction
  • I repeat what they said in an angry voice over and over til they finally walk away so I can get out of the conversation then go back to the work I was assigned to do.
Not my department, not my problem, not my stress.

I really need to buy popsicle thingys

Chunky Peach Popsicles Recipe

Servings: 12 popsicles, 2 ounces each

Make sure to reserve a portion of the peaches as you puree the mixture so the pops will be packed with icy cold, chunky bits of fruit. For a grown-up twist, try adding 1 to 2 teaspoons finely chopped fresh mint, lemon verbena or basil.

  • 1 1/4 pounds ripe peaches, (3-4 medium), halved and pitted
  • Juice of 1 lemon
  • 1/4 cup freshly squeezed orange juice
  • 1/4 cup sugar, or to taste
  • 1/4 teaspoon vanilla extract
  1. Coarsely chop peaches in a food processor. Transfer 1 cup of the chunky peaches to a medium bowl. Add lemon juice, orange juice and sugar to taste (depending on the sweetness of the peaches) to the food processor. Puree until smooth. Add to the bowl with the chunky peaches and stir in vanilla.
  2. Divide the mixture among twelve 2-ounce or eight 3-ounce freezer-pop molds (or small paper cups). Freeze until beginning to set, about 1 hour. Insert frozen-treat sticks and freeze until completely firm, about 1 hour more.
Calories: 33Carbohydrates: 9 gFat: 0 gSaturated Fat: 0 gUnsaturated Fat: 0 gCholesterol: 0 mgDietary Fiber: 1 gPotassium: 90 mgSodium: 0 mg

So, still in pain from the surgery.  It's is incredibly frustrating that I can't go jogging or do pretty much anything, but sit.  I can feel the fat invading my body!


New Running Shoes

Recently on Facebook I saw someone post these and then for the tag commented on how he had seen a girl jogging in the park and how hideous these were.  Previous to this, I had never seen them, but as a runner was very curious.  My co-worker then turned around and said how her girlfriend had these and absolutely loved them.  If a fellow runner loved them, then maybe I would consider trying them.  But, then the guys words rang through my head again.
Curious, I clicked on the guys profile...ahhhh, spoken like a true fat person :)

     Tomorrow is the day I'll find out if I got the other job.  Tomorrow is the day I find out if I lose most of my free time.  Tomorrow is the day I find out if I found another stepping stone up the mountain of a career I've chosen.  The anticipation is becoming more intense as every hour passes. 
     I really want to go jogging, but can't today.  It's a friends birthday and we're going to Blue Monk.

Tis the Season for Biking to the Library again
And I resume my list of books on tape:

1.  Very Valentine (12 disks)
2. The Red Tent (12 disks or 8 cassettes)
3. American Gods - 1st (14 Cassettes)
4. Anasi Boys - 2nd (8 disks)
5. The Graveyard Book (7 disks)
6. The constant Princess (5 disks)
7. The Other Queen (5 disks)
8. The Virgin Lover (5 disks)
9. The Epic of Gilgamesh (2 Cassettes)
10. The Canterbury Tales (4 Disks)
11. The Lost Symbol (14 disks)

Day long hangover
Last night I went out to the Pink for one drink.  BUT after the one drink decided one more wouldn't hurt.  With that drink came a shot of Powers.  3 drinks was my limit.  I would be done after that.  That was until I finished my red wine and the bar tender came over and refilled it and placed down new shot glasses.  I finished the night up with 5 drinks.  I know by 4 I'm plastered, so by 5 I was sick. 

Passed out on Sunshinebear's bed grumbling about something.  This morning I dreaded getting up.  I don't normally get headache's.  That's the least of my hang over worries.  It's the nausea that I hate.  Every movement makes me sick.  To make it worse, they seem to be lasting longer and longer.  I've now had this hang over sick feeling all day.  Hopefully by 4 or 5 I'll be better.  Don't feel like being sick at the gym.

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