Thursday, January 29, 2009
A new era...
Most of you know I feel pretty strongly about doing the right thing. I feel compelled to do as much as possible in as many ways as possible to do what is good and right. Sometimes it's a pain in the ass and sometimes it's this wonderful and amazing thing. But regardless of what it is or who it is for, I feel pulled towards helping or doing what I feel is right no matter how much time I have or how hard it is or who it is for.
Add to that the fact that I truly believe we are in a time of change right now. It is almost as though I feel like my generation is stepping into the spotlight and we are all looking around at each other going, "Holy shit, we're supposed to be taking care of the planet and the people?" And more than I have ever before, I feel compelled to make use of that time. What am I
doing? What legacy will I be leaving my kids. Why will it matter that I was here?
I can no longer blame my age, my time, my situation - my any
thing - for my actions. I am wholly
and completely responsible for what I do and how I contribute to my world."Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein."----H. Jackson Brown
So what is it that I feel drawn to? The Environment
is a huge thing for me. Every single day I fight for that just by going to work and being that voice in my office. I find that when I am going to buy things now, I purposefully look for the recycled or environmentally
friendly version of whatever it is that I am buying and when it isn't freakin
' outrageously priced, I purchase it. I compost at home with my earthworm farm and while I realize that having an earthworm farm in your kitchen isn't ideal for everyone, I always encourage as much as someone will listen
the benefits of it. The Environment
is important to me and when I do something un
friendly towards it, it eats at me and I hope that I am passing that on to my children.
I also feel very strongly about children. I mentioned on here a few months ago that I intend to start fostering
. At the time I wrote that post, I had no idea what all was entailed. I had no idea the amount of hoops one has to jump through in order to become a foster parent and I can tell you it is a process but I do hope to start the fostering classes in just a few weeks! And I am so very, very excited about it. And I implore you to look at your household and see if there is room for just one more person. And if there is, at least look into it because there is nothing you could ever do in this life that is more important than being that person for someone else.
The third thing that I feel very strongly about is teen mothers. Having been a teen mother myself and having had really no support, no one in my corner that was rooting for me to win, I know how hard it is. And I also know how rewarding it is to come out of the other side having succeeded. I would like to, at some point in the future, be able to set up a foundation or website or a center or something to help teen mothers. It's one of my most auspicious goals and one I truly hope to accomplish.
Now why in the world am I telling you all about this? Because February tenth is right around the corner. And on February the tenth, I will be telling you, again, what I am doing to help, what I am doing to try and improve this planet and lives of the people on it. That is twelve days from now which I hope is plenty of time for you to do a little soul searching and be ready to announce on your blog, your myspace
page, your facebook
or whatever means it is that you use to communicate with the cyber
world and to your friends and family what it is that you are doing to help, to contribute, to attempt with all of your heart to make this world a better place.^^**click me**^^
Labels: adoption, my crazy life, The Universe
Monday, January 26, 2009
The last few days...
January 12Another one of my blonde moments
January 13 A morning in the life of Veronique
Around 2:10pm today (figuring i was 10 min. late to my neuroanatomy class) I walk in to a full room of about 40 students who all look right at me like I am just the rudest person ever for disrupting their o-so-fun lecture. I am still jamming to disturbed on my mp3 player and just minding my own business, finding a place to sit in the overcrowded room. I spot a seat all the way in the back way in the corner, so I squeeze my way through the whole row of people, bumping them in the head with my purse I am sure, lol. I finally get to my seat, make a loud noise sitting down and getting all my stuff out....when reality hits. I stare ahead in disbelief as I realize...the professor that was teaching definetely wasnt mine unless he had a sex change and shrunk a foot..."HOLY FUCKING SHIT I AM IN THE WRONG CLASS" OMG So I thought, well maybe its a sub, so I look at the people in the room...I didnt recognize anyone! So I kept my cool....all while thinking of a plan to GET out of there without looking even more like an idiot. So I ask the chick sitting next to me when the class lets out and she says 3:45.."AHHHHHHHH" No way I am not sitting thru some class that isnt even MINE for 2 hours! So I get up and dodge all the people in the row again this time saying sorry everytime my purse hit one of them, and ran out the door, down the elevator and out to my car. I felt like the biggest dumb ass ever. So what do I do...Call Kate and tell her my blonde moment so she can laugh at me, and post it on the internet so everyone can know what an idiot I can be sometimes. LOL so what was I doing in the wrong class u ask...well...see I have neuroanatomy on mondays in that room at that time, and all my other classes on mondays go on wednesdays too so I "assumed" that this class was the same way, but...obviously not.
Maybe I should have dyed my hair blonde so I would have an excuse for this sillyness
8:15 am - Alarm beeps its HORRIBLY annoying insane beep
8:17 am - Veronique stumbles out of bed and hits snooze
8:22 am - Alarm beeps AGAIN...just as annoying as the first time
8:24 am- Veronique squints to look at the time...stumbles out of bed with her eyes still closed and re-sets the alarm for 15 min. later
8:40 am- Alarm beeps once again
8:41 am- Veronique makes a horribly annoyed face, kicks the air and screams "NO!" then drags herself to the alarm once again while thinking of a good excuse not to get ready in the 20 min she has left to be in her car and on the way to school.
8:43 am- Veronique thinks of a good excuse (altho she cant remember what it was now, LOL) , turns OFF the alarm, and jumps back into her cozy bed.
9:10 am- Phone rings....Grrrrrrr
9:12 am- Veronique picks up the phone and mumbles "hello?" Kate screams back "GIRL you better be getting up cuz Emilee is sick today, i had to call into work, and I am bored....DONT you have class anyways? GET UP GET UP GET UP!!!"
9:13 am- A minute of silence as Veronique slowly crawls out of the still asleep phase
9:14 am- Veronique squints at the clock again and screams sleepily "HEATHER DAMNIT! its 9:15!" followed by Kates "oh you are so lazy" laugh
9:14 am - 11:10 am - YES thats right, Kate kept Veronique on the phone for 2 hours untill she sounded awake enough not to fall back asleep. But what Kate didnt know is that Veronique was FAKING awakeness....yes thats right, heehehehe
11:11 am ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
1:00 pm- Phone rings......Veronique-"Hello?" Kate "OMG! were you SLEEPING AGAIN!?!"
...........Ummm........YUP.... sure was........
Have a great day everyone,
January 15 Grodyness... is that a word?Well I made it home safe, kinda surprising considering I was still drunk when I woke up this morning. If I hadent had the most discusting grodey feeling all over my body and the desperate need for a shower then I probably wouldnt have driven home so early, but I NEEDED a shower. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that there was salt stuck to my scalp because of some freako-guy's obsession with throwing salt on people's heads and then running off giggling and snickering to himself......um ok? They offered to let me take one there, but considering the fact that there was a line of about 5 guys waiting to take one already, I passed. Come on...we all know what goes on in the shower after a long night of getting wasted and not getting laid...ew!
Well like I said I did make it home safe. With only 45 cents might I add( It takes at least 1.50 to take the tollway) and of course I refused to take the highway( thats a wasted 30 minutes damnit!) Yup thats right, I had to gamble with the toll booth guys, putting on my pout face (granted, i looked like total shit, but it was worth the try anyways) and saying....awwwww I only have 5 cents! damnit! Two out of the three guys I had to pass threw in the rest for me and told me to have a great day, the last guy said "well throw some pennies in there(you are never ever supposed to throw pennies in there), the alarm will go off but its cool, i'll handle it. I was like WTF? Alarm? Come on dude....you dont have any change? *pout face* Well....I musta really looked shitty by then cuz he just stared at me...so I threw my pennies into the bin and took off thru the red light...I never heard an alarm...grr fucker.
SO then I get home, starting to feel the hangover kick in....Urghhhhh Now i remember why I dont drink often. All I was thinking about all morning was taking a shower and crashing out on my bed, but it didnt happen exactly how I planned. I was about to step into my shower when I was overcome with more discustingness. How are you supposed to wash off grodyness in a grody shower?! So I get out the comet thats been sitting on my counter for a week (thanks Kate!!) and well....now my shower is clean. And I am not talking about the half assed kinda clean either..you know...the only clean my apartment usually sees, LOL, nope...this is the *scrubbing the shit out of it on your hands and knees* kinda clean. AAAHhhhhhhhh I can finally see the white sparkly bathtub again...YaY! Gooooo COMET!!
Now some weirdness about last night. Theres always some weirdness that goes on everyday in my life, LOL. It follows me. Anyways, besides the weirdo salt guy, I woke up this morning with bruises. and I am not talking a couple either, no...i have at least 5 that I know of, in the weirdest places! Now, yes I was drunk last night, but not THAT drunk, I mean i might not remember everything in detail but I would remember getting beat up so WTF? A part of me just really doesnt want to know.
There were mostly guys at this party and then a couple cool chicks that i liked, but then these two girly girls show up. Now...people tell me that I am a girly girl...but after this I feel closer to being a guy than I do a girly girl. They drove me nuts to the point where I grabbed Chris(the guy that invited me) and pulled him into another room so that I could be a nice as possible while telling him I was taking off because these chicks were driving me to insaneness. Of course they were the life of the party at that point because they were cute as all hell (i will give them that) but while all the guys were sitting back drooling and having their fantasies about them I was sitting back thinking "OMG can you be any more ditzy?" and "thank g I have a brain and respect for myself" Anways, Chris made me stay and promised to get rid of them..and sure enough they were gone within the hour.
Towards the end of the night (well actually early morning) about 9 of us were all sitting around in the living room talking about well...who would have quessed --"god" or in my case, the lack of one....and all of a sudden out of nowhere some little bible thumper boy looks right at me and says "Wow, you have great skin!" So everyone turns and looks at him and then me and the room fills with silence, like "omg i cannot believe that bible boy just complimented the satan worshipper" LOL whatever, I was like "Awww thanks sweetie", got up and walked away from that madness.
The End.....Thank Goodness....the madness will continue when I go back tonight..if I go back tonight....LOL probably not
OH YAH! Someone told me I had a JLo ASS! WTF?! Then again...thats the same guy that was jumping over people all night, running to the front door, looking thru the window, and saying, "Whatever you do, don't open the door for ANYONE!" like someone was out to get him. LOL oh that was hilarious..I was giggling into my pillow everytime he came out for the first couple times...after that it just got horribly annoying
Guys with sexy voices
Okay....what is it about guys that can sing?! Aaahhhhhhhh my goodness I just cant resist them. Now...when they look about sixteen I can, which was the case last night, LOL...I am just playing! I am not about to go jump on a guy just because he can sing, but I am always the one playing their stuff over and over and telling them how awesome it is, if its good of course. Maybe its because I so wish I could sing, i think its awesome...and I really cant, LOL, Or maybe its because you can learn so much from a person through their music. I really dont know, but music is great.
Sex (i dunno why we call him sex, but thats what I have been calling him so its stayin that way, lol) was in the backseat of my car last night and I had his cd playing and I liked it so I told him that I thought it was awesome, no big deal right? Well he didnt say anything for a min so i looked back there in my rearview mirror and he looked right back at me and says "You know, I cant tell you how much I appreciaite that, because there have been so many people that will just listen to it and not say a word, so I am always wondering whether they like it or not... and its hard because I put so much work into it" Awww now come on, next time someone plays you their cd or some songs, if you like it, TELL THEM. Yeah that was my little lesson for the day....PLUS I learned that I want a guy that sings cuz Sex says most of the songs on his cd were written for his gf...I want that, then again..what girl doesnt? LOL Hey........If I am lucky I will get a guy that sings...soon...yah...you know who you are sexy! And yes I do listen to your stuff over and over too but i am not crazy....i just think its sexy as hell.....hehehehe
Grrrrrr If that doesnt turn you on then I dunno what is wrong with you, YOU CANT HAVE HIM THOUGH.. yet...Theres nothing wrong with staring and wishing
January 18 What are friends for?
Do you ever wonder what you have good friends for ...What is their purpose your life? Well....i sometimes did, and I figured it out today. They are there so they can wake my lazy ass up because I would have never made it to class if they didnt. Yeah....so while I wanted to strangle Kate this morning when she called at 7:30!!!!!!!! I realized once I finally got up at 8:15 that without her I would still be laying in bed, resetting my alarm for an hour later and missing class...AGAIN. Which would lead to my failure in neuroscience class AGAIN which would keep me from getting into med school, which would fuck up my future and my dreams of becoming a doctor and having ass loads of money, which would ruin my chances of ever owning a corvette.....SO THANKS KATE...this blog entry is decated to you...lol I hope you feel special. And yes I am being sincere...I LOVE YOU! Thanks for putting up with my lazy...non tae-bo doing ways...LOL
LOOK ITS EVEN PURPLE FOR YOU!!!!
I have curtains!
Well I am proud of myself. I hung up my own curtains. Not only the curtains, but the curtain RODS too! YaY! I am not helpless after all. Of course I had Kate on the phone with me the whole time, we both had on our hands-free(she was ckeaning) and she walked me through the whole process..including an explanation of the difference between a phillips and a flat head screw driver(shuttup..why would I ever need to know that?!). Then she said she couldnt believe my parents bought me a drill because I am not "qualified" to have one of those, she tried to get me to wait until my parents came down next weekend because she was afriad I would hurt myself, LOL. Hey but I got it done didnt I? And they are straight! I kick ass...yup I am so proud of myself that I had to take pics...but my curtains are too short, LOL so dont laugh, they look totally ghetto right now...but hey, I had to put them up anyways till i get new ones to prove I could do it.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Singer Stylus 418 Manual aka: The Holy Grail
Dude, it is FREAKING IMPOSSIBLE to get the user manual for a Singer Stylus 418 Sewing machine.
There are a bunch of other
machines where the user manual is readily available for anyone sportin' Adobe but the 418 Stylus? Negative.
So now I have it and I will email it to any one out there who needs it. Because that's just what kind of chic I am. You know, seeing as how I am not
the kind of chic who knows how to use her 418 Stylus Sewing Machine that has been sitting in various storage areas for, oh I don't know, five years?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Thing that made me happy today...
My Rainbow Roll only has 420 calories.
Which is how many I burned yesterday running three miles at the gym.
***A Rainbow roll is a California Roll (avacado, crab, cucumber) that is topped with avacado, shrimp, salmon, tuna & yellowtail (or whatever other kind of raw fish they use at the place you get it).
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
my new diet
(Props to Jiffinner for emailing this to me)Breakfast
1 slice whole wheat toast
1 cup skim milkLunch
1 small portion lean, steamed chicken
1 cup spinach
1 cup herbal tea
1 Hershey's kissAfternoon Tea
1 The rest of the Hershey Kisses in the bag
1 tub of Hagen-Daaz ice cream with chocolate chipsDinner
4 glasses of wine (red or white)
2 loaves garlic bread
1 family size supreme pizza
3 Snickers BarsLate Night Snack
1 whole Sarah Lee cheesecake (eaten directly from the freezer)
Monday, January 19, 2009
Hot off the presses!
So, one of the dudes at work just paged into my office:
"Kate, TB is on hold for you, I'm gonna send him in, ok?"
My stomach and throat switch places in my body and my heartrate accelerated to something like 440bpm."Uhm, ok. Send him in."
I jumped up and closed my office door and sat back down just as the line rang in.You can do this Kate, you can do this. Just ask him out like you planned. You. Can. Do. This. Take a deep breath.
"Good morning, this is Kate."
"Hello Kate, this is TB. How are you?""Hey TB, I'm good. How are you?"
"I'm good, you know - Monday. Hey, I got your message...""Oh, yeah, good... Uhm, I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime?"
You could almost hear the change in his voice right here from Normal TB to Playing It Cool TB.
"Well, I'll have to consider it..."
I'll admit a nervous laugh here on my part."Ok, well you consider it and let me know, ok?"
"Ok, sounds good. Have a good day, Kate.""You too, bye."
I get mad points for not doing a dance around my office and squealing like a girl.
Because, honestly? On Saturday and Sunday while I was playing the whole thing over in my head until I felt like bashing my head into a wall, I was trying to think of a way that I could've handled what will forever be known as The Voicemail Incident better because over analyzing is just how I roll.
Among the things I considered were the possibility of just having left him a voicemail asking him if he'd like to go out sometime. Because then, at least, had he not called me back, I could've gotten the question part over with and I wouldn't be stuck wondering about the what-if's
Because what-if's suck.
I was just mad that I had done the whole complete and total freak out thing and not actually gotten to ask him out.
I also have thought about the possibility of him saying no and man oh man people has your little blogger grown up. I, without hesitance, said to Snowelf on the phone that if he didn't want to go out with me, it was no big deal. Would it be a let down? Sure. All that excitement would just be gone - clearly not the ending you're looking for when you ask out a cute dude. But would I take it personally? No. Absolutely no. In fact, at this stage in my life, I would take it as a favor. It's better than being led on. When one of the two people just knows, for whatever reason, that it just isn't right, it's better to know right off the bat.
Anyway, I'm optimistic and excited right now. Let him consider it while I ride this little energy high. And if it's no, well that's cool. It'll suck, but it's cool. If it's yes though?
That would just be awesome ;)
Labels: Dating, my crazy life, My pathetic excuse for a love life
Saturday, January 17, 2009
as mentioned on facebook
A few weeks ago, I mentioned to Snowelf on the phone that I was pretty much prospect-less in the realm of dudes. The few that I had, for various purposes, have all for one reason or another because unavailable. Which is fine. So I tell Snow about this on the phone and then on Friday, I look up from my desk and there, standing in my doorway is this adorable, rugged, Western man (who we will call TB) who I haven't seen in months. He works with one of the contracting companies that we use and I have just thought he was ridiculously adorable since I very first met him.
Anyway, when we first met he was married. So while he was fun to look at, he was no-touchy. However, when I became Office Manager at my job, he called one day and mentioned casually that he and his wife had separated about six months ago (which would have been October-ish of oh-seven). Well, I filed that away in my little brain bank but wasn't really ready to do anything with it - mostly because I was suddenly immersed into my new job and didn't know my ass from accruals.
Since then, he and I have probably only spoken a handful of times and there has been flirting. The last time we spoke was the Friday of my Christmas party (the one for our store, not the region) and I mentioned to him that he should come. Granted I had only given him a few hours notice, but I was disappointed that he didn't show. Then there was the Christmas whirlwind and my trip to Dallas and honestly, I hadn't thought about it much - in fact, I'd pretty much forgotten.
Then, Friday - I look up and see him standing right in front of me and my apparently adorable new haircut. (I've NEVER in my life had more complements on my hair before!) Well, as much as it pains me to admit this, I was rendered rather idiotic. I pretty much just followed him around the office making work chit-chat and thankfully the Other Manager came in and so there were three of us talking. And then he was gone. And man-oh-man was I bummed.
And I was suddenly filled with the urge to call him and just ask him out
. Just do it. But, as a chic, I am physically incapable of just doing anything. Everything must be thought out relentlessly until there is a reason not to do it. So, I called Snow and Fairy and told them both about it and then Other Manager and I even talked about it before, at about 9:30pm last night I finally worked up the cohones to do it.
And I got his freakin' voicemail where I proceeded to leave a ridiculous voice mail.
Yay for putting myself out there.
Yay for dating.
Just freakin' yay.
Labels: Dating, my crazy life, My pathetic excuse for a love life, soul sisters
Friday, January 16, 2009
my 1.3mp camera phone sucks ass compared to my Nikon D40x
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
why the guys at my job are awesome
Labels: At work
before and after
Hard to see since my camera phone is no bad ass Nikon D40x but what are ya gonna do? I'll try and get a better shot tomorrow when there is light :)
PS. It went to Lock of Love
(as all hair should)...
Labels: Being a Chic
Why I haven't been blogging this time:
This is my closet...
Yeah, sure, it looks ok now
... (The blurry is a result of no flash on my bitchin' rad and inconveniently broken Nikon. I am sending it away to the doctors at Nikon this week. There will be sadness and no pictures.)
But that was because all of this:
well, it isn't in there any more.
You'll notice that the last shot is taken from inside my closet which is where I considered moving because the floor was all clean and vacuumed and outside the closet? Well it was just plain scary.
There was a battle of excruciating pain and epic proportions.
There was destruction, death, famine.
Children ran away and at least one adult cried.
It wasn't a pleasant experience by any means but it's finished.
There are still some straggler boxes that I am trying to will into being organized and put away but, well you know how those straggler boxes can be.
Surly and stubborn.
Labels: Being a Chic, excuses excuses, my crazy life, organization, resolutions
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Of all the places...
So I am reading a new Nora Roberts
trilogy and in the first book in the trilogy (Blood Brothers)
, the character, Quinn, inspired me.
I know, I know, of all the places to get inspiration - a romance novel!
Well, not that I am not usually inspired in another
way when I read one of her novels...
Anyway, I'm getting off track.
So Quinn, the main female character in Blood Brothers has many an inner monologue about how she won't be eating certain things due to her health. But rather than being on a "diet", she admits early in the book that diets didn't work and she had to make a complete "Lifestyle Change". And throughout the book, whenever she needs to remind herself that she doesn't want to have something, she says to herself "lifestyle change, lifestyle change".
This had me cracking up throughout the book. Not to mention that it let out that a lot of women who look great have to work for it
. It doesn't come naturally. There are food limitations and exercise.
Lots and lots of exercise.
So, I decided, in a very low pressure kind of way, that maybe what I needed to do, instead of dieting and calorie counting and sporadic gym visitation, is a lifestyle change.
And it sounds like a good idea so I am giving it a shot.
I've traded my breakfast tacos for Special K Vanilla Almond and my whole milk for nasty, watery 2% milk.
I've traded my Whataburger and Las Palapas lunches for V8s and Slimfast. And not in a diet
way, in a healthy
A boring, grease-less, french fry-less, and cookie-less kind of way.
And this one I am still working on... I'm attempting
to get the girls and I on a more balanced, more healthy dinner schedule. One where we have more veggies and less, oh I don't know, cake.
And lastly, I'm taking a page from SnowElf's book and really, really
paying attention to my portions.
So add my lifestyle change to my (hopefully) more often gym visiting or at the very least more often WII sports playing and I am hoping to lose some weight and get into shape (finally).
Of course, this has me repeating to myself a hundred effing times a day, "Lifestyle Change".
Monday, January 05, 2009
We made it home Saturday night and spent Sunday organizing and unpacking and sleeping.
There will be stories coming soon, but I have a shitload of work on my desk so there must be that first.
Happy New Year.
Labels: Dallas Trip, Triniti