Last night I spent a great deal of time whining because I have not purchased Guitar Hero: Aerosmith yet. If you know me at all you know that I am completely obsessed with Guitar Hero. I seriously think I could play for hours and so far have every game that has come out...except for the newest one that was released at the end of June. So far I had been pretty good. I didn't rush out and buy it the first day and I didnt' pre-order it, msotly because I forgot to. Last night we were having some music discussion and Aerosmith came up, and that's when the GH bug bit me hard.
After trying my best bat-the-eyelashes routine Nick wasn't budging. I wanted to go to Wal-Mart right then and there and he refused. It was probably a wise decision on his part seeing as it was already after 10 pm and he knows me well enough to know that I would not have gone to bed if we had purchased a new GH at that moment.
I went to bed. Nick hopped in the shower. That's the last thing I remember from last night.
This morning I got dressed as usual. It's my routine to be completely dressed before I head to the jewelry armoire to get my watch, earrings, etc. for the day. I opened the top to grab my watch, and you know what was laying inside? Guitar Hero: Aerosmith, along with a hand written note from my dear sweet husband. He had made a special trip to Wal-Mart last night after I had gone to sleep, at midnight no less, just for me! Isn't he the greatest??
Guess what I'm doing tonight??
Work is going better. I decided to be overly nice to the chick with the bad attitude and ignore than one that doesn't like me so things have been fine. It still annoys me if I think about it too long, so I just don't think about it.
I'm still having the other health issues but so far nothing has been confirmed or began. So I wait. I spoke with a nurse at my doc's office yesterday and we're giving things until August 1. If nothing by then, either way, then they'll call in a prescription for me to set things back on track. That should be great fun.
since last Sunday night when a few couples came over after church for a little Guitar Hero action, I've had the bug again and been playing almost every night. Last night Nick and I played together, and he's been practicing playing on hard instead of medium. I think the biggest issue for him is that it just moves a lot faster, not the extra button thrown in. He'll get it eventually. I have not purchased the Aerosmith addition yet and it's starting to call my name. I've been careful to avoid any place that sells it so far so that I'm not tempted, but I have a feeling it won't be long. I'm not one for patience. It's one of my endearing qualities.
i am excited about the premier of the new season of Project Runway tonight, although I'm annoyed that they moved it up 1 hour to 8 central. That means that I'll actually have to wait until the 10 pm replay to see it because we don't get home from church until 8:30-8:45. Why can't they just leave the schedule alone???
So what do you think of the new look? I am loving it....
Today I have to spend 2 hours of my time at a research study involving the storage space and issues with my Nissan Versa. Nick got a call about a week ago for this, but since I'm the primary driver I get to be the one to go. It won't be so bad though - when it's all said and done I will walk away with $125! I can't complain about that.
Still no resolution in my current "Am I crazy?" saga. 4 tests, still no positive. My doctor's office is closed after noon on Fridays (must be nice) so I have to wait until Monday to call and cry for help. Either confirm or fix me!!
We shall see.
I know that you are extremely curious about the title of my blog, but you're just going to have to wait until the end for that story.
I had a pretty bad day. Nothing totally over-the-top, but enough to make it one of those days I could have done without. The whole day wasn't pointless though. Things actually didn't take a turn for the worse until around 1:45, so actually I think it's unfair to label the whole day as bad; however since nothing overly great happened before noon I can't really give it full credit as a joyous day either.
I should give you a little back story because that's what I like to do when I tell a long story. I want you to fully appreciate the ick.
Monday was a co-worker's first day back from her maternity leave. She was there for about a week after I started and now, sadly, her 6 weeks is up and she's back. She was a bit of a complainer, I noticed, when working with her prior to giving birth. Because she was large and uncomfortable, I decided to give her a break and assumed that her less-than-glossy demeanor was partially caused by the 8 pound child she was carrying in her belly. Not so much, I've learned. In just two short days of having her back, I've discovered that she's no ray of sunshine even when not pregnant. You know the type, every office has one. She must be aware of everything that is going on at all times, and she gripes about everything whether it affects her job or not. Throw in a little gossip and you have the type of woman that I despise.
So...let's come back to my bad day. My boss was meeting with me in his office about some collections calls we needed to make, and as I was getting ready to walk back to my desk he informed me that he'd been told about some changes I had made to the filing system. Apparently someone complained about the way I reorganized something because they liked their way better, so he wanted to make sure that I didn't do that anymore. I know the "someone" in question is the aforementioned complain-y lady because I saw her messing around with the filing cabinets earlier in the day, re-arranging and yes, complaining. I know what you are thinking. Are we still in high school?? Apparently she couldn't just come over to me and ask that I put things back the way she had them, or even ask if I was the one that made the changes...she ran straight to him and tattled. Good grief. It's a filing cabinet. That really rubbed me the wrong way. I'm an adult. I'm an easy person to get along with. Just ask me not to do that, or give me some random 15 minute explanation about how you are the most excellent filer in the world...whatever. It's a filing cabinet, and quite frankly I don't care.
Fast forward to 4 o'clock. There is another girl in our office that I have decided must not like me. She's never really all that nice to me, which is okay because frankly I don't really care for her. She spends an awful lot of time at my cubicle mate's desk whispering and gossiping about people in the office. I think that's just sad. Around 4 she walks by our cubicle area, and in turn she asks each of my cubicle mates if they'd like one of the cookies she was carrying to the break room. They each decline, and she walked away. Um, hello?? No, I didn't want one either, thank you very much.
I was ready to go home. Today was a work out day and I was preparing myself to really get after it on the machines (which I did, and I'm actually hurting a little bit tonight.). I changed into my work out clothes and headed out the door. I was almost to the door of my car when I realize that my neighbor across the street has stepped out of his garage in his underwear. Boxer briefs....no kidding. I found that a little bit odd, but had I known what was about to occur I would have been thankful for the underwear show. I proceeded to back out of my driveway, pondering why on earth that man was walking around in his underwear, and I happened to be pulling out in the direction that cause the driver's side to be facing his driveway. That's when I saw it. He was now walking across the doorway of his garage from his driveway NAKED. We're talking full frontal nudity. So instead of enjoying stress-relief during my work out, I spent 30 minutes trying to erase the vision that was so graciously bestowed upon me before I left the house.
I have been completely traumatized today.
July 4th turned out to be a very long day.
I started out the morning by taking my friend Heather to the airport for her 22 hour trek to Guam. Her Navy husband is going to be there for a week so she's there with him now. Super fun! I followed that by taking both of our cars and Heather's as well to the car wash. We then headed over to my mother-in-law's for a big lunch. Around 6 we headed over to Dallas with another couple to a big fireworks show at Fair Park and once we left there we decided that we needed to catch the midnight showing of Hancock. I know it was after 2 am before I got to bed.
I know you're wondering, so I'll go ahead and tell you that Hancock was just ok. It was only an hour and a half long, and I felt like they could have added another 30 minutes or so for story line. All of the information you were given was very quick and concise. There was definitely more emphasis on the action. There was also a lot more language than I ever remember Will Smith using. I'm sure there are plenty of folks out there that loved it, and I didn't hate it, I just wasn't as thrilled as I thought. It definitely had a lot of room for improvement.
Last night as we were leaving Fair Park, we saw the funniest accident I've ever seen. There were about 6000 cars all trying to leave on the same road at the same time. We're talking serious traffic, which meant we were doing a whole lot of sitting. Two lanes over from us a car full of teenage/college age girls bumps into the car in front of her. When I say bump, I mean imagine the absolute lightest possible way to hit a car. I seriously doubt there was any damage at all. So the guy driving the car in front puts it in park and hops out, so I roll my window down so I can take in all that is about to occur.
In his very thick Hispanic accent he yells, "Hey, you hit my car, what did you do that for?" to which valley girl replies "No I didn't! Barely!!" and we all start laughing. Then she apologizes, and he yells for her to back up so he can see his bumper because she's still about 4 inches away from the back end of his car. So she puts her car in reverse and moves back about 4 more inches!! Ha ha! It was hilarious. So he had to yell at her to move some more (she had several feet of room behind her) and by then it our lane was moving so we had to miss the rest of the show. Greatness.
*warning to my male readers...this is about to get girly*
As for my being so tired lately, one of my friends suggested that the source of my tiredness could be from being pregnant. While that would not be an entirely bad thing, I wonder if it's possible to be, not have any other symptoms other than being tired, and also get a negative result a week or so ago. Hmmm. Because Mr. Monthly Visitor hasn't been around since April, however
over the course of the past year and a half that is not a strange thing to happen. Since my January Curves visits began, it had become somewhat normal again until April. Do some people just test negatively, no matter what? Do some people not have any other indication that might clue them in? Anyway, the past couple of days I've not been tired. So who knows. I think my body just does whatever it wants to whenever it wants to.
I just don't know what's been wrong with me lately. The past few nights I've returned home after a day at work and I'm just exhausted. I feel asleep on the couch again last night. We're not talking a little sleepy...we're talking so tired that I dozed off while Nick was giving me a long hug in the kitchen. Seriously. Once I get about 30 minutes of rest, then I'm good to go, usually. Monday night when we got home from bowling I literally crashed...I laid at the end of the bed talking to Nick and when he disappeared to take a shower I was gone. At some point I woke up and put myself in bed the proper way but I don't recall that. I hope this passes because it makes my evenings a little less than productive.
This past weekend was Girl Weekend...I met up with Heather and Kaycee and we stayed in Dallas at a Courtyard Marriott. We shopped at the Galleria on Saturday morning and then hung out in the pool that afternoon. We ate way too much at a yummy steakhouse that night, and Sunday we went to the Dallas World Aquarium. I hadn't been in a few years, since they did some extensive remodeling and adding-on. That place is even more awesome than it was. It's well worth the $18.95 admission. I have several photos on my Flickr site. Every girl needs a weekend with her girls now and then, and I really enjoyed mine.
We received the itinerary for our San Francisco trip in the mail a couple of days ago!! Woo-hoo. In 73 days I'll be hopping on a plane, first class....yeah, baby!! Our seats are 2A and 2B. Ha ha ha...that's so great!! I can totally forgive having a 6:23 am flight if I'm sitting in first class. That just means my sleeping on the way will be that much more comfortable. I'm getting excited though. We haven't taken a trip since last September when we went to Denver. If gas prices weren't so traumatic right now, we'd use this long weekend to do one of our road trip vacations. A couple of years ago while I was still working at Home Depot, my days off just happened to create a nice 4-day weekend for me. Nick was still teaching school back then, so he had his summer off. We decided to make a circle on a map of about a 5 hour drive radius and pick somewhere within that radius to go...and we ended up in Wichita, Kansas. I booked us a room at a B&B and we explored Wichita for 4 days. We stopped in Oklahoma City on the way up and back to visit the Alphred Murrah Memorial as well as the zoo. That was one of the best trips - totally spontaneous. We just did whatever we wanted. We wondered around downtown Wichita taking photographs of all the bronze statues they have down there, visited the botanical gardens, played putt-putt, and just hung out. If it didn't cost so much to drive I'd do it again; pick another city and just go. Sadly it's just not in the budget right now.
A friend of ours introduced us to the Shiver Shack, this cute little hang-out right down the road from our house (literally within walking distance) that we had never visited. Oh how I love shaved ice snowcones now. These aren't like the snowcones from my childhood...they are soft and yummy. There are something like 7000 flavors. Ok, that might be an exaggeration, but there are a lot. Since discovering this little jewel we've been every Monday night after bowling and a couple of times after the boys finished playing tennis. I've tried something different on each visit: cinnamon, cream soda (which is red, not brown), red velvet/buttercream, root beer/buttercream, and buttercream with chocolate syrup. It's always a difficult task to pick the next flavor to try.
Sunday night Nick surprised me with tickets to go see Chicago and The Doobie Brothers. We met a few friends there and plopped down on the lawn at Superpages.com Center for a few hours of awesome music and weird-dancing old people. Being that both bands for their musical starts back in the 70's (ish), the age range of spectators was quite vast. The older crowd, some who pulled out their old tye-dyed t-shirts and wore them with pride, were definitely fun to watch. A lady who had to at least be in her late 50's if not early 60's was standing in the midst of the lawn crowd dancing her heart out, and every time I looked back over at her she had been joined by 2 or 3 more people until their small group had grown to 20 or 30 folks, all ages, all jamming away to the music of The Doobie Brothers. I didn't know every song they played, but I knew all the biggies and enjoyed it just fine. Chicago was great as well, and at the finale both bands came out together and performed a 6 song finale. It was pretty much cool.
Last night I accompanied my friend Heather and her brother & sister-in-law to Nokia Theatre in Grand Prairie to see Death Cab for Cutie along with Rogue Wave. What an awesome show! I loved it. Bobby works for AEG Live, so we got free seats, free VIP parking, and access to the club area which was great for them but since Heather and I didn't drink anything it meant that we walked into the club long enough to realize that despite the cool atmosphere and decor it smelled like an ashtray so we stayed out in the hall before going down to find our seats for the show. Our seats were AWESOME! We were on the front row of the section just off the pit, which is the front area closest to the stage and standing-room-only...and I think that would suck, BTW. Anyway, we were literally about 75 feet or so (I'm terrible with estimating this sort of thing) from the stage. Basically if I had a baseball, I could have thrown it on stage. I've never sat that close at a concert before and let me tell you, it's not too shabby.
The next concert I plan to attend is Foreigner and Bryan Adams in July. When we were at the show on Sunday night, they were selling lawn admission to that show for $5!!!! (How sad is it when the admission is $5 and parking is $15?? LOL)