Whew!!!

Thank God I'm over that hormonal rage funk!! Yikes! I'm sorry, Chesa if I was a bit hard on you.

I'm a Fuckin Yankeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AGH!!!! I just read a disparaging remark about southerners and said to myself, "why do they always have to stereotype us like that?". Then I went US?!?!?!?!?! I should NOT be an US in that sentence!!! I'm a YANKEE!!! I merely live in a southern state, I'm not really one of them! Someone help, they have started to turn me!!!!!! Very frightening.

That is a mere glimpse into my crappy day. I have been a bit depressed today about not finding a job, hubby is cranky about cash shortage because yours truly STILL does not have employment, but helps considerably spending! Oops. I thought this afternoon would be better because Chesa was going to come over and watch the taped version of Sex and the City from last night and I could chat and be girly. Instead, she didn't show up and I cleaned the downstairs of my house for FOUR hours. Including scrubbing floors.....................ick. Not really sure why Chesa didn't show up, but am a bit peeved about it. Doesn't help that monthly hormones are still askew, so am ceaselessly cursing her name now even though I'm truly not that mad. You understand if you are female......

So, now I'm sitting home alone on my fourth glass of wine watching it SNOW (please make note that yesterday when it was 50 degrees out I said, "Yeah, I'm ready for spring." - please note the irony) and thinking about being pissy and how in the hell I'm going to find a job that doesn't make me sick to think about or the pay doesn't make me wince. Hmmmm.... Gee, it sure is getting easier to stay positive.... FUCK!!!!!!!

That's about all I have to say right now, I hope you read this quick because by tomorrow I will probably regret this rant and erase it....

Cause when I first heard the name Rosa, I did the same thing: did some abbreviated salsa dance right there in the kitchen, one arm on the air, the other on my hip....try it, it makes rolling that "rrrrr" alot easier

What a Weekend!

So much to update! Shnikes!

Well, Friday night was girls night out with Me, Chesa and the other bestest friend that we refer to on here. We really need to give her a name. Lets call her Lolita. Perfect. So we went out and to this extremely seedy barn, I mean bar and danced on the tables, wore our tiaras, were completly snarky bitches to most people, caused fights, danced with cute cowboys, and had a generally good time. We had about 1,000 drinks purchased for us by every man alive, won a karoake contest, drank beer while driving on the country roads with our tops off showing our wares to any boys we could find and just generally having a grand time. Oh, and we tried really hard to get another long time acquiantance to break up with his slut-bitch girlfriend by shamelessly flirting with him. Did I mention this guy has seen most of us naked? Mmmm, another story.

So, an update on my step - son. He broke up with the bitch, halleluiah!!!!!!!! Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!!!!! He left to go back to college today and hook up with some randam girls, I couldn't be happier about it!!!! As long as he uses proper contraception and common sense, of course.

Oh, and an update on the hubby. He actually took me out to dinner on Saturday and picked some place all by himself and all I had to do was show up looking good. Believe me, this is a HUGE accomplishment!!!! In return, I made him stop on a country road on the way home so we could have sex on the road in his truck. I think he enjoyed the reward....Hopefully this means he actually gets the fact that I will actually want to have sex if he does nice things for me and expresses in some way his emotions......DUH!! As will most women with any man!!!! You would think that the male population would understand this by now, but NO! Ok, sorry a bit of a tangent there.

And the last season of Sex in the City is underway. I could cry. How I will miss seeing all of them in their fabulous clothes and sexually disturbing situations. And oh how I would love to have sex with Michael.......Oh, how that has been a loooooonnnngggggggg repeating fantasy of mine. Ok, I would be happy if I could just dance with him before we have some serious sex. Its a tough call with him, sex or dancing. I think that is every ballerina's dream.

And I hope you all notice the new feature on the side bar...our current aliases.... they must change often, you understand.

Well, of those 8760 hours, I haven't done much with the first few hundred of the year. I'm afraid that I've been rather lazy, with a trip back home to Texas for a week, and some days helping Julia add "color" to her life. We're off and running now, and after almost a month of the good life with no job, and dwindling serverance pay, one of my old radio stations called about hiring me back. They adore me, I mean why wouldn't they???!?!? Actually, they were a huge help in getting me to the Morning Show, and encouraging me the whole way. Now, I can go back, knowing more, and having my head on a little straighter. The New Year does inspire new starts, or new habits, but that's a good thing. Let's spend more time on road trips, and take more pictures to remember that crazy shit that we do. That's a good one. Every year, I try, or do something huge. This last year, it was to buy the vehicle of my dreams, the year before, to begin a huge work project, aka the Morning Show. So this year holds the promise of great things, I can feel it in my bones. In the month since I've been off work, I've recovered from the 60 hour weeks, and the no sleep. I've lost weight, and have a spark in my eye again. I was sitting in bar last night with an old friend, and some locals, and it was sad to hear how unhappy they were. They bitched about their men, and their kids, and how much money they didn't have. WAIT!!!!! There has to be more that this to talk about, and I realized why it had been a while since I'd seen them. Then I thought back on a fabulous list, and you know how we love lists...................

Party Pooper VS Party Lifer

party popper (things not to say)
I'm so tired
I probably shouldn't
It's past my bedtime
I'm wearing the wrong thong
It's fattening
I should go home

party lifer (things to say instead)
I worked so hard, it's time to cut loose
You betcha
It's bad girl time
Let's play strip poker
It's delicious
I should go again

toodles

New Year: Under Construction

I went to church yesterday. That was the title of the sermon. Eh, I just erased my entire church going history, you didn't want to hear it anyways. Suffice it to say, I like the church I go to and the preacher (I just hate that word, not sure why) gives excellent sermons and is a very inspiring, warm, real person. The point is 8, 760 that is how many hours we have this year. That is how many hours we had last year. What the hell did we do with them all? They were all moments that passed too quickly.

That should lead into some of my resolutions, but I don't feel like talking about those right now.

The holidays.... Chesa and I both spent time with our respective families. We had fairly good times and got good presents and are totally burned out with family time. I see a completly crazy girls night in our near future. This girls night will be including our 'lost' best friend who I know we've spoken of on this site. We ran into her on New Years Eve and found out she left her dead beat, no good, piece of shit husband again. Hopefully, this time will be for good. More on the history of this story another time, I'm not in the mood right now.

I have so many things I want to right about, all jumbling up in my head. I guess that's what I get for abandoning this site for the holidays and not taking any time to sort shit out. So, you are getting snippets that I will expand on later. One thing at a time!!!

My step - son is an idiot, or at least he's acting like one. He has a no good girlfriend that is such a huge pain in my ass. The girl is exactly like his Mother and even pulls the disappearing acts that she did. What I can't figure out is if he sees that the girl is his mother in minature and thinks he can 'save' her or if he is just being led around by his dick. I think I'll find out. I have decided that keeping my mouth shut on this matter, as I have done for awhile now is doing absolutly no good. We are going back to the normal me that speaks her mind and calls a spade a spade or a bitch a bitch, which ever way you choose to look at it.

Hubby and I are doing fairly well. There are times that I think we haven't progressed any since the great October blowout of 2003, but I know we have. We'll get there. I said forever, I promised til death do us part. I gave my word, I'll honor it through good times and bad. But come on people, lets get to the good!!!!!!!!!! One step forward, two steps back.

That is enough of a peak for now, I'm going to go work on another project I've started, painting my guest bathroom in blue stripes that is turning out FABULOUS! That is one of my resolutions of 2004, more color in my life.