Monday, July 31, 2006

Crazy Crazy World

Why, in a civilized society, would anyone think that this is acceptable and justifiable? What did this child do to deserve this?

Thursday, July 20, 2006


Have you ever had a craving for something but you don't know what? I poured ranch dressing on my eggs this morning. That wasn't it.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Bathroom Floor is Done

My husband and I finally finished the bathroom floor. It was a lot of hard work and the fact that several tiles had to be replaced since they broke when we started to walk on the floor still makes me grimace, but it was worth it. The floor is beautiful and it looks so much better than that gray carpet. I have tiled a back splash before and thought that the floor would be just as easy. Boy was I wrong! Even though the 12x12 tiles were much larger than the 4x4 tiles I used for the backsplash, it was still very tedious. The biggest lesson I learned is take your time. Some of the tiles broke because I did not take the time to make sure the tile was properly covered with adhesive and that the adhesive was in 100% contact with the floor. Also, with floor tiles, it is best to put the mortar on the back of the tile instead of on the floor to ensure proper adhesion.

Next on the list-- Sand and paint those cabinets and install new hardware. Deadline: end of next week.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Reality Bites!

I have become a "reality" TV junkie. I went from not watching them much to watching them almost exclusively. Last night, a new season of Project Runway debuted. What a wonderful birthday present! Thank you BRAVO! I love that show because my goal after high school was to become a fashion designer. That never came to fruition mainly because of my procastination, fear of failure, and allowing my family to talk me out of going to fashion design school. When I finally made it to college, rather than pursue what I originally intended, I got a safe business degree. I can go anywhere and do anything with a business degree I told myself. Never once did it cross my mind that I am not cut out for the corporate/business/office world. So here I my desk job...suffering...thinking of all the things that I would rather be doing.

OK, let me get out of pity mode and write about what I really came here for. I know that "reality" shows are about as real as Michael Jackson's nose but I still love them. My TV viewing consists of at least one "reality" show every week day. ANTM, The Apprentice, Project Runway, Bridezillas, So You Think You Can Dance, Last Comic Standing are among my favorites. If they're on TV, I'm watching. I have never been a fan of Kathy Griffin. She is loud and crude but I love her show, My Life on the D-List. The woman is actually funny and her parents crack me up. I've grown tired of American Idol and haven't watched it since Reuben won. I am convinced that vote is rigged and the fact that they allow people to vote more than once really skews the results in my opinion.

Even though A&E is supposed to be the channel for the cultured among us, they have recently gotten on the reality show band wagon. I only watch two of their reality shows though, The First 48 and Intervention. The First 48 is my favorite. I think there is an episode airing tonight. I even watch the reruns. My husband claims its no fun once you know whodunit, but the show intrigues me. I watch Intervention so that I can yell at the TV. Some of the people featured on that show are simply pathethic. I have never understood the allure of drugs and alcohol for some people and I have little sympathy for them. If anyone thinks that I don't understand what its like being a druggie, I have an uncle who has been a drug addict since I was a child. Perhaps that is where much of my disdain comes from. From thinking of all the things he did to endanger and humiliate us while he was high. I gave up on him long ago. My grandmother is still in denial. I just don't get it.

Heidi Klum looked so damn good last night on Project Runway. I don't know how some women do it. They pop a baby out and look like they were never pregnant. I know I won't be that lucky. I personally think the crazy designer with the stupid hat should have gotten the "Auf Wiedersehen" last night. I think they are just keeping him on the show for the theatrics and because he was once a succesful designer. Whatever the reason, I'll be tuning in next week.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Happy Birthday To Me!

Today is my birthday. Whoopee! I will try not to sound cynical and sarcastic but, since those are my natural tendencies I doubt I will be successful. It did not even occur to me when I opened my eyes this morning, after my alarm went off prematurely, that it was my birthday. A lady on my van pool reminded me. I barely got my butt in the seat before she said, "we have a birthday girl today" in that excited way that only people that don't really know you can muster. I hate people who are happy first thing in the morning and I especially hate people who expect you to be happy first thing in the morning. I was walking into work this morning carrying a box of Cheerios and I saw a co-worker, whom I really don't care for, coming from the opposite direction. You know what made me smile at 7:15 in the morning? The thought of beating him about the head with the box of Cheerios. I am still smiling as I write about it.

I guess I could use this entry to reflect on the last 33 years of my life instead of being sarcastic about how fake people can be but what would be the fun in that? Seriously, if I were to reflect on my life, it would probably be filled with the same cynicism and sarcasm with which I look at everything else. Oh, I've had a few bright husband being the brightest of them. He has the distinction of being the one thing in my life that makes me smile whenever I think of or see him. After 12 years of being together, it still surprises me that we are still so happy together. I am always waiting for the other shoe to drop, so this relationship constantly amazes me as that proverbial shoe has yet to even appear.

It also surprises me that we have lasted because we are two completely different people. He is effortlessly social and outgoing while I find dealing with people a chore akin to cleaning up elephant dung. He is supremely patient and I am supremely impatient. He quickly forgives and I will hold a grudge even after the object of my disdain is dead. I think our relationship works because we respect and trust each other. We have the same goals and work together to accomplish them. He is not perfect but neither am I.

I think I've reached an age where I want to stop fighting with myself. I have tried to be what other people want me to be and my personality has prevailed through all of my attempts to quell it so that people will like and approve of me. My husband is the one person in the world that allows me to be who I am. I don't feel any pressure from him to be more friendly or outgoing or forgiving. He will gladly go to a movie with me weeks after it has opened because he knows that the initial crowds will ruin the experience for me. He understands that for me, complaining is therapeutic and allows me to get my feelings off my chest. And he doesn't make the mistake that most people make by trying to cheer me up before I even say what I want to say. He knows that I will get over it eventually and he just listens and sometimes he will even join me in my bitching. He never lets me take myself, or anything else, too seriously and he is not afraid to tell me when he thinks I am full of crap. I love this man. He is the best present a girl could ask for.