Mid-year high....14/365

Since my New Years resolutions went over so well (ha!), I have decided to start fresh with some new resolutions for the remainder of the year. I did keep one resolution from January... the one about shutting the medicine cabinet door and not leaving it wide open. You are probably asking "what kind of weirdo has a stupid resolution like that?" Well.... I did and I have been cured of the bad habit..... well, 99.7% cured anyways. So onto some new ones that I will attempt to achieve......

1. Get rid of the Queen Mary (the name of my truck) and replace it with something more fuel efficient.
2. Take some good road trips/vacations. I would love to go to New Orleans. I have not been there in a long time and I would like to see how things are doing since Katrina. I would love to hit some of the plantation tours and there is a haunted swamp ride that is supposed to be fantastic. I would also like to maybe do a weekend at a B&B in Fredericksburg. I used to go there a lot when I lived in San Antonio and I always had a good time. For a longer trip (maybe for Christmas?) I would like to do a "beach" thing or maybe even Mexico. Something not too far...just need to get away from here for awhile.
3. Get stuff in order around here so that I can move back to Austin. I really need to get some of these projects done that I promised that I would help out with around the farm.
4. Relax and be happy. Not that this is a hard thing to do, but I need to just take some time out for myself.

I don't listen to country music much on the radio but I have been known to hit a few of the country bars for a little fun. ;) I have always liked this song and lately I have been hearing it a lot. Each time I listen to it, I fall in love with the lyrics a little bit more. Yeah.. I know it is probably been the official graduation song for the entire country for the last two years... but I still love it!

Lassie, go get help!!!! 13/365

I have always had this claustrophobic thing about having stuff on me for too long. Clothes, jewelry, hats...you name it. I was always the little kid taking off her clothes and running around in her underwear.

Take pajamas for instance...... I will wear them around the house and stuff, but before I go to bed... they have to come off. I don't want anything on my legs while I am sleeping. Tank tops and boy shorts are about all I can stand. My mom used to make me wear those horrible plastic footed pajamas as a little kid so perhaps this is where this whole issue comes from.

I have been wearing this bracelet for a couple of days now, and suddenly this afternoon, I wanted it off.... like right this minute I want it off or I am going to freak out type of thing. Well, the easy solution is to just take the dang thing off and be on my merry way. BUT..... the problem is that it is on my left wrist and the clasp is facing in such a way that I cannot get it off. I am going crazy!!!!! There is nobody around to help me and I want this thing off NOW!!! I swear to you that I am going down the street to the neighbors if I can't get this thing off soon.

Clean house 12/365

I made the "super dumb" decision to clean the fish tank when I got home from work today. I had been putting it off and ignoring the whole ugly mess for about 6 months now.

Every time I would come to the farm, I would look at the poor fish and declare that "I solemnly do swear and promise that I will clean it the next time I am here." It never happened. I think I went through about $100 in filters due to my laziness but hey.....they are still alive and that is all that matters.

So.... after being here for a couple of weeks now and staring at the whole mess day after day.... I cleaned it. It nearly killed me and it took 4 (yes 4!!!!!) hours from start to finish. Now I feel all gross and fishy. At least the fish seem happy. Now I know why my sister was laughing when I told her I would gladly take the fish tank that she did not want anymore. Arghhhhh!

If you like old houses, buildings, and general Americana....... check out this book that a friend gave me. Love it! Vanishing America

Five Keys 11/365

I have been having the same recurring dream for several months now and it is driving me crazy! I believe that dreams are an outlet for underlying issues and conflicts that you are dealing with and I am trying to figure out what this dream means .... but I am not having much luck.

The dream always starts out with me walking down the main street of a picturesque small town that I have never seen before. Somewhere down the street, I run into this man that I seem to know but I don't have any idea who he is. It is always the same man. He has dark hair, he is tall, and in one dream he was wearing glasses. He has this little box with five keys in it and he opens the box and ties one of the keys onto my wrist with a purple ribbon. I ask him for the other keys and he says he can't give them to me right now and then he grabs my arm and starts ushering me down the street and tells me we need to hurry.

I keep getting sidetracked by things that I see in the shops along the main street and he keeps tugging on my hand and kissing me and telling me that we are going to be late and that I need to hurry. I walk down the street with him a little longer but, again, my attention is distracted by something else on the street. In one dream, I walk into a bank and offer to fix their computer that is not working, in another dream, I wander into a building and start helping a plumber fix a sink. The dreams all seem to have me offering to help people fix stuff that in real life I would have no idea how to fix. Each time, the man keeps grabbing at me and pulling me away from whatever I am trying to fix so that we can get to where we are going. He keeps kissing me and promising more keys if I will hurry up. Weird huh? Any dream experts here that can tell me the underlying meanings?

Is the weekend really almost over? Oh, crap!!! 10/365

I woke up at 6:00 am this morning people! Why ?????? I had really planned on sleeping in..... really and truly. I was just laying there in bed this morning, debating over whether or not it would actually be possible to go back to sleep or if it would be better to just get up....... when my chin started itching. I reached up to scratch it and..........I felt blood. So of course I now fly out of bed and examine my chin in the mirror. After I cleaned everything up and gave it a close inspection, I found a big scratch on my face going from one side of my chin to the other. WTH?
I know for sure that my face was not like this when I went to bed.... so what the hell happened in the middle of the night? It suddenly starts coming back to me in hazy little bits and pieces. This little devil ran across my face in the middle of the night (again!!!!!!) I also vaguely remember flinging a pillow at her and there were a few bad words involved as well. This incident had better not leave a mark!
I am just not feeling very creative today so I will FINALLY fill out the meme sent by "Jonesiegirl." Sorry this is such a crappy blog entry (yay for filler!!!!). I think I need a nap now.

FAVORITES
Favorite color: Pink and blue
Favorite food: Pizza, shrimp, & chocolate cake are a few of my favorites
Favorite month: August...my birthday and I love the summertime
Favorite movie: Moonstruck
Favorite professional sport: Basketball
Favorite ice cream: Either strawberry, peppermint, or any type of chocolate. I like variety!!

CURRENTS
Current mood: A little sleepy but otherwise in a good mood.
Current clothes: An old Rolling Stones t-shirt and jeans
Current toenail color: Ballerina Slippers ( a really pale pink)
Current time: Exactly 6:00pm
Current surroundings: On the third floor at my computer
Current thoughts: Am I hungry enough to go do something about dinner or should I wait?

FIRSTS
First best friend: Molly Rudd
First kiss: James Parker in the 1st grade.
First screen name: strawberrykiwi (no laughing!!)
First pet: Candy the hamster
First piercing: My ears in about the 3rd grade...it was also my last
First crush: Guy Sobleman...4th grade.. after he rescued me after I hurt my knee. My hero!!

Lasts
Last cigarette: I don't smoke.
Last drink: I had a blue margarita a couple of nights ago.
Last car ride: Today. I had to go get some shorts from Academy.
Last kiss: Romantic kiss?...probably three weeks ago.. but that is HISTORY!!!
Last movie seen: How sad is it that I don't remember....
Last phone call: Roxanne to ask her a question about work
Last CD played: Pussycat Dolls

Have you ever?
Have you ever dated one of your best friends? Most of the guys I have dated have started out as friends, one was a best friend....I miss him :o
Have you ever broken the law? Probably...who hasn't?
Have you ever been arrested? No! I am a good girl ;)
Have you ever skinny dipped? Yes, and I highly recommend it
Have you ever been on TV? Yes, as a child in various little shows in Dallas like "Bowling for Dollars". I had totally forgotten about that until just now!
Have you ever kissed someone you did not know? You mean like walking up to a stranger and kissing them? No.... I am a selective kisser. However........... I did have a kissing "incident" with a certain lead singer of a well known rock/"hair"band . I will keep the suspense holding on this one and save it for another post. I may need this story for another slow day when I am out of ideas.

It's time to go deep....... 9/365

So, here is my fortune from dinner last night. I always get the crappy ones. Everyone else got ones like: "Your dreams will come true tonight," "Plan for many pleasures ahead," "Good things are being said about your abilities," and "You will soon have a very pleasant experience." I am sure you can quickly figure out what we were all laughing about after we read these out loud..... Could there be a little more sexual innuendo here? Even mine said to "go deep." :)

I get up this morning and go outside..... and I hear a lawnmower going out in front of our house. Nothing unusual here, especially for a Saturday morning, but guess what? Our lawnmower is out of commission. We have been waiting on a part all week so no grass cutting for us ......as if I am really upset by this. :) I go to investigate and it is our neighbor from down the street, cutting the grass in front of our property. I waved at him and he stopped and said that he knew that our lawnmower was broken (he had been over at our house the night before and had seen the mower in 3000 pieces sitting in the garage) so since he was cutting the front of his property, he just went ahead and did ours too. Can you believe that? How many people are that nice to their neighbors. Of course.... there is also the fact that this particular neighbor, along with my dad, are the unofficial lawn police in the neighborhood. They are both neurotic about making sure their lawns are in tip-top shape. I guess he did not want our reputation to go south on us or anything..........

And I shall call him..... Triple F 7/365

I promised I would make chicken enchiladas for dinner yesterday so I had to stop at the grocery store on the way home to pick up a few ingredients. I am not a fan of going to the grocery store, especially when I am in a hurry. What is up with these people that bring every member of their extended family and then they all stand around blocking the aisles with these deranged looks on their faces like they have never seen food before? These people better get the hell out of my way. I am on a mission and I will run you over. Actually, I am too polite.... I would never actually run anyone over without nicely asking them to move it first.

Before I even made it to the store, I had to stop at the library to pick up some books that I had requested. I made the big mistake of arriving right as pre-school story hour was getting out. There was a very long line at the checkout and of course each kid had 20-30 books and some even had 20-30 books on tape which of course takes forever because the librarians have to carefully examine each tape and write their initials on the little checkout label.

As I am waiting in line, this mother and son come up behind me in line and the little boy, who was maybe 2 or 3, starts swinging on the dividing chain which of course starts whacking everybody standing in line in the legs. His mother gets all bent out of shape and starts yelling "Fielding Farwell Fitzpatrickl! Stop that now" The kids name was Fielding Farwell Fitzpatrick! OMFG!!! I just knew this kid was going to be a pain in the ass.
During the time that Fielding was standing in line, he managed to kick and scratch his mother, lift up some poor woman's skirt, knock the divider over, tear a page in a book, and just be a real pest. The worst part was hearing his mother say his name over and over. "Fielding! Fielding! If you don't straighten up right now , you are not going to get a treat." Oh my God shoot me now!!!

So I finally escape Fielding and make it to the store. I was halfway through my shopping when I hear it in the distance... Fielding!..... Fielding!..... I look up and see the devil child himself running towards me with this big ass frosted doughnut in his hands. Just what the kid needs.... SUGAR!!!! He runs right up to me and grabs me around the legs. His mother marches up to us and snatches him up and throws him in the basket. I look down and there is pink frosting all over my pants. I now hate Fielding Farwell Fitzpatrick. Arghhhhhhhh! His mother does not even apologize, which does not really surprise me. With a mother like that, I would hate to see what precious little Fielding is going to be like in a few years when he starts school. I really do feel sorry for teachers sometimes.



Should I be afraid? No Mas!!! Ha! My little dogs hate clothes and I have never put one of them in my purse! Please!!! Well, maybe I lied.... I am guilty of making them wear Halloween costumes....does that count?