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“Sinore?”
He had been thinking about her so when he looked up and saw her standing in the doorway looking mildly shocked, he had thought it was just his imagination.
“Signore?”
On his right, his secretary stood looking impatient.
“Scusa… what is it?”
“Signore, this is the new American, Lily.”
Lily smiled, “we’ve met already.”

Labels: 55 Friday

"So, I was cruising down by the medical center and I see like six really hot chics sitting there by the road. I pull over and say, "I'm looking for some women to pose for Art Class and I was wondering if any of you ladies might be interested..." Four of the six get up and say that they would be and ask where they need to go. I tell them that would be great and give them the address. As I am driving away one of the ladies asks me who I am. So, I smile and extend my arm to shake her hand and say, "My name is Art Class."

One of my favorite co-workers came in today and told me that little story.
I now have a name for him: Rico Suave.

Labels: At work, my crazy life, Who do we love?

My darling daughter, Amanda, is doing a project in school where she needs to collect as many postcards from different places as possible.
And hey, guess what!
You guys are all in different places!!!
So, if you want to help out, shoot me an email:
katehopeeden@hotmail.com
And I will give you my mailing address :)
Thanks!

Labels: Amanda, Being Mommy, my crazy life

Labels: Beach Trip, Because I Said So, Being Mommy, my crazy life, sandcastles, Snakeman, unsolicited advice

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She unpacked slowly, putting her things around the small cottage.
Sipping her tea at her small round table, she looked out the window at her tidy back yard.
She had a yard, she had a home.
Tomorrow, she went to meet her knew employer.
Tomorrow, she started her new life.
But today? Today was hers.

Labels: 55 Friday

Snow, who is The Most Amazing & Awesome Chic in the world today, sent me a text last night asking me what the name of the new Matchbox Twenty song was.
I raised a confused eyebrow and sent her back a text saying that Rob Thomas hadn't called me to approve any new MB20 songs yet so she surely must be confused.
But confused she was not.
And shocked I was.
(*Ok, enough Yoda talk, lol. -- no offense Yoda! :P)
Evidentally, Rob bypassed me this time on the song approval. Surely a grevious error on his part and I'm sure he will call any second to apologize.
In the meantime, they do have a new song out! AND A NEW ALBUM COMING OUT OCTOBER SECOND!!!
And do you know what that means people?
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?
Another tour BABY!
And who is going to go?
Um yeah, THAT WOULD BE ME!
God, I could do a friggen cartwheel right now.
:)
So, click on this picture (below) to go their website and listen to the new song :)



ps.ALL comments today must be accompanied by your favorite MB20 lyrics or they will be deleted people. DELETED!

Labels: Matchbox Twenty, music, soul sisters, un-fucking-believable, unsolicited advice, Who do we love?

I am sitting here at my desk.
Am I working?
Nope.
Am I pretty much continuously looking at my phone waiting for it to *ding* and tell me I have a new text message?
Yup.
And who, pray tell, could I be waiting to hear from via phone or otherwise that would have me unable to concentrate while I should be working?
A positively adorable boy of course.
And how many moons has it been since I have blogged about a boy?
Well its been awhile. Because, really? We shouldn't count The Biter.

So let me tell you a little bit about a boy who looked me up on Plenty Of Fish and sent me an email about how chics with red hair who believe in karma are awesome. (And we are awesome by the way, in case you were wondering...) We will be calling this boy The Pilot. Because he is and because it is rare that someone wanders onto the list of characters in my life with a name already and who am I to be all looking a gift horse in the mouth.
What the hell does that mean anyway?
I've never understood that saying.

Those of you who have known me for a long time have heard me joke about how the only person I could ever sustain a lasting relationship with would have to be a pilot. For no other reason than that I have such a hectic schedule, I would need someone who was out of town 75% of the time to tolerate it. And who would be grateful that I, in return, could deal with their schedule being insane too.
But it was always just me joking. I don't hang out at airports winking at the dudes wearing the wings or anything.
I don't.
No, really.
Anyway, so I get this little email from The Pilot and it is cute and not psycho at all, so I write him back. This was probably a few weeks ago now. And we've been having some decent emails that have graduated into some semi-indecent text messages and a singular phone call when both of us were miraculously available.
To make sure I hadn't lost my mind, I sent some of the emails to my Girls, who have told me that I am totally within my wits and that Pilot boy is absolutely adorable and that we need to meet him.
And so we are planning to. As soon as next weekend, schedules permitting.
And I have to tell you few and loyal readers that I am actually pretty excited about it. For the first time, in a very very long time, I am talking to a boy who I could actually fathom dating. Hurry! Run out and buy some lottery tickets ;)
I'll keep ya'll updated of course.

Labels: Being a Chic, Dating, my crazy life, My pathetic excuse for a love life, The Universe

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When she bent to set her bags on the floor, he saw the bruises along her lower back.
Now that he was looking for them, he saw them peaking out from her sleeves and neckline.
When she turned and saw him, fear flashed in her eyes.
He mumbled something about an appointment and left her.

Labels: 55 Friday

Labels: Amanda, community, Emilee, family drama, flooding, missing in action, my crazy life, The Universe, Triniti, un-fucking-believable

Every morning, we have a meeting. At the end of our meeting, Boss reads a quote and gives a couple of clues and then says some random amount of money will go to whomever can guess it.
So, this morning Boss reads this quote:
“Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work.”
He then starts going around the room and calling on people randomly to guess the quote.
The first guy he calls on is the newest of our sales guys, he started a week or so after I did.
His guess?
"Ron Jermy."

In case you are wondering, it is actually Aristotle.

Labels: At work, my crazy life, quotes

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She simply forgot he was there when she saw the little cottage that would be home for the next year.
It was everything she had hoped it would be: friendly, pretty, safe and a thousand miles from before.
Sighing, she unlocked the door and stepped in.
He stepped in behind her and closed the door.

Labels: 55 Friday

Do you guys remember "mondo"?
Granted, not nearly as good as the ones that never died like "awesome" and "cool", not even as good as the ones I keep trying to bring back like "rad" but not as bad as the ones that deserved to die like "bodacious"...
Anyway, the reason for my being all jazzed?
I'm going to Toronto to see LOLA!!!! :)
I'm beyond excited, beyond thrilled, beyond freakin' jazzed! On September 13th, I will get to see my soul sister in Toronto!
I consider myself a very blessed chic when it comes to friends. I am lucky enough to have a few girl friends here locally that are awesome chics. Chics that I KNOW I will be friends with for the rest of my life, friends that I can be me with - the best friends any gal could ask for: my soul sisters. I have the phenomenal Cake Lady, Jiffinner & Fairy. These are the chics I call when I want to go shopping or have a bbq or just grab lunch. These girls know all there is to know about me. They've seen me at my best and my worst and I know I can be both ways or in between with them and it doesn't matter.
So that could be enough. Having them could really be all the friends a girl could ever need.
But I am so very lucky to have other soul sisters (and brothers) who are less local.
The first of whom is my half sister, Blue. When I met her seven years ago, I had no idea how much I had missed out on. Here was this amazing chic who happened to also be my sister! Then, two years ago, I got to meet Lola :) I met she and The Girl at a time in my life that was very hard. I had just lost Veronique and was grieving as much as any girl could. My heart was broken and empty and I didn't think it would ever be the same again. My heart is healed now, but I can still see the huge scar that is there. I met Lola a few months after I lost Veronique and it was like being reunited with a sister, much like meeting Blue had been. I knew, instantaneously that she and I would be friends forever. We have a bond. And even though I haven't met her yet, I know I have the same bond with Snow.
These ladies are my soul sisters. They are not accidental people in my life, they are supposed to be here. I am supposed to know them and I am so glad that I do.
I wish I could just get them all to move to Texas!
:)
Anyway, I am going to get to go see Lola next month! I've never even been to Canada so that is going to be exciting too!
Ok, I am super busy and at work, but I just wanted to share that with ya'll.

Labels: Being a Chic, my crazy life, soul sisters

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“Buongiorno signorina,”
But when she turned her ice blue eyes on him, he almost retreated a step.
“What’s the problem?” Lucca asked, in his heavy Italian accent.
He saw her hesitate.
“I’m just trying to find 233 via Raramente.”
“Si, I’ll show you.”
He picked up her espresso and opened the door for her.

Labels: 55 Friday

I was on a call today with one of the guys at another of our store's locations.
He was explaining to me a problem that one of our customers was having and I was taking short notes on the message slip for the person who actually needs the info. (As I am not she.)
After about ten minutes of him trying to explain the issue to me and my having given up on trying to fit it all in the tiny message area on the slip, he stops and says, "Ok, I think that's it. Was I rambling? I'm rambling. My wife tells me all the time that I'm rambling so I don't talk to her."

Labels: At work

Rules:
1. Let others know who tagged you. -AHEM- That would be Snow.
2. Players start with 8 random facts about themselves.
3. Those who are tagged should post these rules and their 8 random facts. (hence this little snippet)
4. Players should tag 8 other people and notify them they have been tagged. (I don't even think eight people are reading my blog these days :P

Eight random facts....
1. I love shoes. How's that for a starter?
But I do. I love them.
And not like the 9 million dollar pairs either... Payless is fine with me.
I probably have at least 50 pairs of shoes at my house, not counting flip flops.

2. I am reading a butt load of parenting books right now. All about daughters and the nasty evil stages know as "Pre-Teen" and "Teenager". I don't take much away from them as they are mostly crap I've already heard or knew but if I read four books and come away with ONE thing, I consider it worth it. And since we are talking books, I also just finished the last Harry Potter book last week but I have NO intention of giving away any spoilers.

3. I haven't dyed my hair since Christmas. It is, right now, it's natural color. Which is kinda weird since I don't think that it has been in a very long time.

4. I haven't had a cigarette in over seven months. I had my last one on NYE of '06. We wo't discuss the weight gain associated with the ditching of the smokes.

5. I have a crush on a boy at work. He is adorable and apparently rather shy as I can't even get eye contact out of him. He has the same name as Amanda and Em's dad, even spelled the same. Other than that, he's just adorable.

6. I think long hair is sexy. I don't mean like half way down a dudes back or anything, but some length? I like :)

7. I get scared that I am spending more time with Trin than I am her sisters. Mostly because I feel like I've finally learned enough about her that we can connect and I want to connect with her since I didn't feel like we had before. But I worry that I am overdoing it and that her sisters will get jealous.

8. I don't wear gold. I love silver. And if I were to wear gold, it would have to be platinum.

There you go :)

Labels: meme, tagged