
How cute would I look on this? I've been very, very good this year! ;)
Right after graduation, I met a friend who to this day is the best hugger I've known. We had a 'special' hug that was just ours. He's in the pic here. I think we hugged so well because he was just a little taller than I was, which meant our bodies fit together just perfectly. Every time I'm home and I see him, we immediately go in for an embrace. I miss those hugs and don't think anyone will ever replace him.
I hate having two computers. I just got the macbook almost 2 weeks ago and have the pc laptop for work. Because I've been using the pc for 3 years, it has so much of my stuff on it. Yes, I used it for personal stuff. My bad!
I have been approached about planning another event which could be HUGE. I need to decide soon what I want to do and move forward if that's the case. Seriously...huge, people...huge! If I walk away, I may miss out on something that could really help my future in a number of ways, which would bring more decisions. Maybe I need to find my Magic 8 ball. It's always right, right?
Alright, I'm finally getting to the music post I've teased ya'll about for so long. Really, I have no rhyme or reason to this post, other than sharing some of my favorite music with you. Leave me a comment with some favorite artists/songs of yours I should check out.
It never fails that when I make a trip back to my parents house, my mom has a pile of things for me to 'go through', meaning take with me or trash. Usually, I detest this, however, this time was interesting. The pile 'o stuff mom had for me consisted of items from my elementary school days, including awards, papers/reports, pictures and grade cards. (btw--the pic is from "Arrested Development" where one of the characters, Maeby, went to a 'special' school.)
So during this day of reflection and thanks, it's really my friends that I'm thankful for, especially those I allow to know the 'real' me. I look forward to many more memories of fun times with my friends and am extremely thankful for the memories I've been blessed with over the past year. Amazing!
She and my step-dad retired early, mostly because she hated work and he was told he couldn't work anymore (he has post-traumatic stress syndrome from being a medic in Vietnam and worked as a paramedic after the war. Not a good combo.) So now, all they do is sit around and watch TV. They have 'their shows' that they always have to watch, including old reruns of things like Perry Mason and Murder, She Wrote.
I've been wondering lately about how my life would be different if I was still living in Oklahoma or hadn't been laid off from the job that brought me North or if I was married. What if I had studied something different in college? What if I had stayed in the job where I was passed up for a promotion? I don't do this often as I feel it wastes time thinking about coulda, shoulda, woulda when you can't do anything about the past.
I must be slow because I've been tagged by two people. Thanks to Myla at Being a Better Me and Jenn at You are flawed if you are not free. =)
My world's just been officially rocked! Why is it that people you have just met, can see so much more potential in you than you can in yourself?
I'm also getting a Macbook soon...tomorrow, hopefully, and will be getting it all set up. Can't wait! I've got lots of stuff to transfer over from the work one to the new one. It's going to take some time.
I'm a curvy girl. Yep, I've got big boobs, little waist and curvy hips. I'm fine with all that and actually like it! However, over the past few weeks, I've realized that I've got some junk in the trunk and I really don't know what I think about that. There have been a few times when I've walked by a mirror, thought someone was following me and realized it was just my large butt playing tricks on me.
I've been intimate with a bra since the tender age of 10. I don't remember wearing a 'training bra', which is similar to a sports bra, I started with the a regular, adult bra. It's been a love/hate relationship ever since. In high school, I realized how large the girls were when I often had to wear spandex for dance team. Thankfully, though I was quite large, there were others who were bigger. We grow 'em big down south!
I'm freaking out just a little right now. I just realized that Thanksgiving is less than two weeks away and a trip to my parents (which isn't my home as they moved to a new state a year and a half ago. Home is where I lived for 20+ years, not where they live now...)in just over a week.
I've recently been in negotiations over a contract for the new job starting in a few months and it's been emotionally stressful and draining. From my point of view, I want to know that this is really going to happen. That if I confirm with my current boss that I'm leaving in a few months, that the new job is really going to be something there for me when the time comes AND has the salary attached to it that I'd be at least OK with. *My current boss knows all about the new job and is 100% supportive...actually giving me some advice about it. Would love for me to stay with him, but wants to make sure I'm getting into a good thing. How crazy is that?!**
The weirdest thing happened last night. I woke up, in the middle of the night, and I was crying. Not like one tear slowly making it's way down my face, but real tears streaming out of both eyes...while I was asleep.
I've had such a great day, despite getting out of bed at 6am. I had a small group of friends come over to watch multiple episodes of "Arrested Development". Sure, that alone sounds fun, but imagine watching it on a 8 foot screen (ok...it was really on my wall) and having tons of food and you've got yourself a super-duper party.
The news of a good friend's baby boy coming into the world is cause for celebration...and this post! Congrats, friends! Your baby boy is beautiful. ;)
It was fun to just hang out with him, sing along in the car, talk about the different seminars we were attending and just be together. It always reminded me of the time when we were still in Florida, but after the divorce, when he'd have me for 'his weekends' and we'd wake up on Saturday mornings to watch the Smurfs and Fraggle Rock. Those were the days!