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29th-Apr-2009 01:46 pm
Lisa in Green Cartoon

Been busy, busy, busy lately, but not in only bad ways, which is so refreshing.  We went to Savannah for a glorious wedding thrown by a family with big bucks, and it sort of blew my mind in the best possible way.  I want more of Savannah ASAP, with a fat side order of Tybee Island, which turned out to be only another 20 minutes away, so we popped in to say hi to the ocean.  I'm an idiot for not realizing until now that there was a beach just 3.5 hours from our house this whole time.  

I'm wearing a necklace today that makes a lot of JINGLE JANGLE JINGLE! noises, and I can't decide if I like it, or am annoyed by it.

I wrote a Post-It note for myself a few days ago that says only:  AIR MATTRESS.  I have no idea now what that's about.  My short term memory is getting scarily weak these days, which I blame on hormones, because I blame everything on hormones.   I also am struggling more and more for the right word when I'm speaking to someone, often creating long silences while the gerbil in my brain takes a nap instead of spinning the little wheel, but even worse than that is my recent glitch of plugging in a similar, but completely wrong word instead.  Examples:  Nose instead of News.  Celebration instead of Cemetery.  Calculator instead of Caterpillar.  You can see how this might be confusing to the people who have to listen to me, yes? 

Work continues to suck complete ass, and now there is a sudden possibility that we may be moving, which will put me in a special circle of Hell that I have visited twice before - scouting properties, making appointments for the owners to view the ones which meet our requirements, listening to them bitch, moan, complain and pick apart every choice, only to decide to just stay put after all.  This process usually takes 3 weeks in real time, and about 3 years off of my total expected life span.

Our dog broke her toe about 3 months ago and it healed all wonky, and now sticks out.  She is no longer in pain, but is obviously bothered by her crazy gimp toe because she licks it INCESSENTLY and leaves nasty, wet saliva spots on the sheet in the bed.  Dogs are gross, man.

I quit the gym.  Yes, ALREADY.  I had to face the fact that I am just not the right sort of person for all that working out stuff.  The woman who owns the place wanted to "motivate" me into staying, which only made me back away faster.  Wave some good fried chicken under my nose and I might consider staying, but if all you have is bottled water and things that make me cramp up and sweat...well, that's going to be a mighty tough sell. 

I have a gajillion and two pictures to add from the past couple of months, but have grown incredibly lazy because it was so easy to load them on Facebook, and it's not as easy to do that here, so maybe I will add them later.  Or not.  I have a much lower tolerance for hard things than I used to.  And by hard, I mean things that require more effort than a single click.

Going to another wedding in May, this one in Charleston, SC.  It will be on the opposite side of the spectrum when it comes to the wedding and ceremony than the Savannah one was, but we are going to spend an extra day in town to see some of the sights and just hope that if a major fistfight breaks out that we will be well out of the fray and not in danger of having our throats slashed with a broken beer bottle. 

It's hot, and the A/C in my car is still broken for the third summer in a row, and it's truly amazing how the instant I am in an air conditioned environment again, I forget about the sweltering pit of despair my car is, until the next time I have to go somewhere, and then I'm all "FUCK, IT IS HOT!!!!!!!!!!!"

Charles' mother bought a brand new convertible BMW last month because her 2006 BMW had a ding in the windshield.  When she came over for Easter, she was polite enough to pretend for 5 minutes that there were other things in the world that mattered besides her new car, but after those 5 minutes were up, it was one long car commercial.  She stuffed dessert in our faces while we were still eating dinner so we could hurry up and go outside to take more pictures of her in the car.  Because we had only taken about 20 so far, and that wasn't nearly enough.  During her polite moments she talked about things like how good her new boyfriend is at "going south".  Luckily, the 85 year old woman sitting to my left had no idea what my MiL was talking about, so she just smiled and said, "Oh!  Uh huh, how nice!", because she probably thought we were talking about vacationing in Florida.

One of my bosses just called in for messages and when we were signing off he said, "Love you!".  He does this all the time.  He does not love me, he just can't seem to deprogram himself from doing that when he is talking to a female other than his wife, so I have to assume he is also telling all of his female clients that he loves them, too.


29th-Apr-2009 08:26 pm (UTC)
Ah yes, the annual Easter cunnilingus dinner.
29th-Apr-2009 09:55 pm (UTC)
Re: "Love you!" I'm always afraid I'm going to do that!
29th-Apr-2009 11:18 pm (UTC)

I wrote a Post-It note for myself a few days ago that says only: AIR MATTRESS. I have no idea now what that's about. My short term memory is getting scarily weak these days

Thought of this immediately.

Chin up, kiddo.
30th-Apr-2009 03:46 am (UTC)
Did I just read that very fast or has your life been that manic lately?
30th-Apr-2009 04:26 am (UTC)
"I also am struggling more and more for the right word when I'm speaking to someone, often creating long silences while the gerbil in my brain takes a nap instead of spinning the little wheel, but even worse than that is my recent glitch of plugging in a similar, but completely wrong word instead."

take comfort in the fact that i do this. often.

my bf has no ac and no heat in his car. we of course drive my car when we go somewhere together :)

"During her polite moments she talked about things like how good her new boyfriend is at "going south"."

30th-Apr-2009 04:26 am (UTC)
p.s. i always tell you this, but i enjoy your posts the most <3
30th-Apr-2009 04:49 am (UTC)
OMG I cannot tackle this all tonight, but, ummm moving where? And your MIL is unbelieveable. She is so fortunate you are so tolerant. And you can post the link to the Facebook photo album and people can see them that way without much extra effort on your part. And I feel for your boss's wife...I had a boss that used to do that too. He would say it and then there would be a long pause and he would finish, "Well, not really. I mean, you're a nice girl and all, but..." and I would let him yammer on as punishment. But your boy there doesn't even have the decency to realize what he does.

No AC in your car? Go fix it. Now. Right now. More later. Love you...
30th-Apr-2009 05:50 am (UTC)
weddings really tell you a lot about the family, don't they? i actually haven't been to that many weddings, but each one has been an interesting experience.

if you're in the market for an air mattress, let me suggest select comfort because oh my god i love them. i sleep in a queen sized bed with a guy who is 6'3 and he tosses and turns all night. thanks to the dual chamber bed, i never even notice. it's the best mattress EVER. and it doesn't interfere with sex the way i've heard those squishy memory foam mattresses do.

Wave some good fried chicken under my nose and I might consider staying... that's my kind of gym.
30th-Apr-2009 12:58 pm (UTC)
This entire entry brought me great joy.
30th-Apr-2009 09:24 pm (UTC)
At least you are still writing a post! I have gotten to lazy to even do that, since I got on FB. The one liner is so easy! Ha!
17th-May-2009 01:50 am (UTC)
It's so good to hear you are busy in a good way. I've always wanted to go to Savannah! I guess my impression of it is just so romantic with it's architecture and all the fawna. It just seems so quaint and lovely.

Charles' Mom's car is so cool! I've seen them on the street and always admire them.

Hahahaha the last bit about your Boss letting the female clients that he loves them had me rolling with laughter. It is kind of cute, even though it might not be P.C. I guess it's how it's said. I like when people say Honey or Sweetie or Cutie sometimes, even if they're someone I don't know like a cashier at the Drug store. But it's how it's said. I've found myself calling my one Boss "Hon" a lot. He's a priest so I hope nobody takes it the wrong way...lol. I'd be a real Harlot.

Have fun if you haven't already gone to the Wedding in Charlotte, that's another town I've heard is charming.

Love yah! :P
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