Showing posts from May, 2006

If You're a Single Woman, Here Are Your Chances of Getting Married

What We Said 20 Years Ago - Newsweek Society -

This has to be the most depressing, and yet accurate, thing I have read in ages. Is it true? Or do I choose to ignore that everything I have worked to earn for myself- my independence, my job, my home, my life, is what will keep me from getting the last thing on my list, a husband? If I won't settle for anything less in a man, why would I want a man who would settle for less in me? I agree with the article. But that doesn't mean I'll change my way of hoping and thinking the world SHOULD be.

Excerpt- (defining my social life way too way)
William Novak, author of "The Great American Man Shortage," calls it the " 'I'm okay you'd better be perfect' syndrome." Yuppies are, after all, survivors of the Me Decade, whose emphasis on self-fulfillment often translated into an inability to commit to others. The result, for many singles, has been a string of serial relationships that ultimately di…

Birthday Shoutout

Top Ten Reasons to Like Her
1. I'm legally obligated.
2. Cali
3. Andi
4. Bryan
5. She sings in WalMart late at night.
6. She's a great writer.
7. She's funny.
8. She spray paints her house.
9. She's been my guardian angel more than once. And my therapist.
10. She's Jules!!!

the beach is coming, the beach is coming!!!

I'm packing for the big trip. The contents so far-

3 different pairs of cargo khaki shorts (maybe it's time for me to invest in a different color)
2 capri jeans
1 regular jeans
1 pair black sandals
1 pair black flip flops
1 pair black hybrid tennis shoes/sandals/water shoes
1 sunday dress (we are mormon after all)
1 gray sweat suit
1 pink sweat suit
1 baggy white cardigan sweater
10 tee shirts (3 with my employer's name on them, 3 with obnoxious statements on them, the rest plain) (which makes me think i need more obnoxious ones)
1 bikini- black
1 one piece- black
1 bikini red
1 one piece- pink and black
books- "walk in the woods," "devil wears prada," "deception point," "anne of avonlea," "anne of island," and more to come. A lot more.
3 nail polish colors
1 yoga exercise ball
1 camera
1 firewire to transfer pics from camera to blog

The real question is, have I packed enough sweats? Ooh, towels. Can't forget the beach towels. …

Weekend Wrap Up

I promised pictures from my weekend, but I'm too tired to put up explanations. So I post the pictures for your amusement. I encourage you to come up with your own stories behind them.

it's a funny story, i'll tell you all about it later

I'm in Wisconsin for the next 60 hours or so. I've been here a good 12 hours already. I have some great pictures to explain my day from hell (the monotony only broken by lots of txt msgs from friends), but sadly the hotel I am staying in doesn't have internet in the rooms. I have been forced to use a public computer to send up my SOS blog.
Here's a sneak peak at the last 12 hours-
an 18 wheeler fell off the overpass and onto the highway, about 100 yards in front of me
the back up that ensued
driving through the middle of nothing and then into the middle of nowhere, Wisconsin
"try the 4 star restaurant. they got specials."
Thankfully I'll be back in civilization tomorrow night.

In the meantime, send emails- remind me where the real world is!

Oops, did I really not plan this right?

I can't believe this. This has never happened to me before. But I have not planned and scheduled something right. This might be the sign of something serious!

Today around 3 pm it hit me that I have plans all Friday night, from the minute I leave work till midnight. And then I'm leaving for my great-uncle's funeral around 7 am, and not getting back till late at night on Saturday. Sunday morning is wheels up for a 6 am flight to Wisconsin. (We'll mock "Tomah, WI" later.) And I don't get back till Tuesday evening. I'm home 48 hours, and then I leave for the beach for a week. And I haven't packed or thought any of this out yet. So I did a rush packing job tonight for Friday-Tuesday. It is always stressful for me to have to pick out clothes for a funeral. My great-uncle was 88 years old and died very peacefully. There will be, according to my estimates, over 300 cousins at this funeral. And while my family is very well-behaved, we're no…

Things That Suck, Or My Weekly Update

It never ceases to amaze me that people will complain when a blog is not updated often enough. My apologies people, I got busy overnight and couldn't blog. I was too preoccupied watching "American Idol" and "House." Which, btw, I thought Katherine and Taylor did their best jobs ever last night. After Taylor did his Springsteen number, I coud finally see him as the "Idol." Katherine, however, I can see acting (and maybe singing) in a Maybellene commericial. And Elliot I only see going home.

But on to more important details. Like my life. Originally this post was going to be a list of things that suck. But now I think I will do the same list and just expand on it a bit.

1. The Gilmore Girls season finale. The reasons extend from a) hello, like Rory and Logan can't afford plane tix back and forth. b) what the hell was Lorelei thinking??

2. Laryngitis/migraine combos.

3. Men who disappear. I'm kind of big into communicating. I tell p…

New Goal for the Week- Lift Curse

I think it is highly possible I am cursed by the gods of interstate shipping.

Leaving the name of my place of employment out of this, and assuming you all know what sort of products my company ships, I shall explain.

On Friday I shipped 5 cases of products via out of Accokeek, MD to Albuq. NM. I also shipped 3 boxes of giveaways out of the VA warehouse via UPS to Albu.

At 2 am on Saturday morning I got the urge to check the shipping on my products. And according to my cases were not in the system. Not good.

Multiple phone calls, etc to Fed Ex did not lead me to think things were going to improve.

And then, just for poops and giggles, I tracked my UPS packages.

And that is when it was really confirmed that I am cursed.

They shipped just fine and arrived in Albu. which is where things went wrong. The shipping center in New Mexico has flooded. They can't ship anything out until tomorrow.

Have I convinced you I am cursed yet? Or do I need to tell you the experience …

Goals for the week

Patience with those I have no patience for.

At least 6 hrs of sleep each night.

Get rid of head cold. Get voice back.

Get over self-consciousness issues and buy a bathing suit.

Work out 4 times. I'm going for realistic.

Not obsess over people who communicate by not communicating. Which may prove impossible.

50 sit ups each night. Should help with bathing suit goal.

Meet some new guys. Preferably ones without communication problems.

Happy Mother's Day (and Happy Birthday to My Mom too)

Funniest Video Ever
It's Bloody Cold
Just for the record I liked James Blunt and "You're Beautiful" only the first 500 times I heard it. Now I like "Bloody Cold" much better.

give it to me straight

I'm so tired of patience. Anyone who has spent even the least amount of time around me in the last 6 months knows that I have pretty much lost all of the patience I ever had. I have lost my tolerance and ability to actually give a damn about whiny people. I've also lost a lot of my patience with men. And yet, all at the same time, I've become considerably more forgiving. Basically, I've stopped caring. If you don't care, you don't have to have a reason to lose your patience. And if you don't care, you don't have to make up excuses when a boy doesn't call/write/im, etc. Not caring also means not losing your temper, and not having to forgive people cause even though they are annoying, it doesn't mean anything.

Not caring is the best thing going in my life.

But then there's those little tip of the iceberg things.
A clueless co-worker who keeps telling you how to do your job.
Alonzo falling off the face of the earth with absolutely no warn…


I demand a recount!!!
How can anyone, ANYONE, even pretend that Elliott, Katherine, or Taylor are better than Chris??
Even without winning, I still predict Chris will be the biggest Idol ever.
I won't even finish watching the season now. There's no point. No one else even compares to Chris and his lovely boxer briefs.

i'm a little bit busy

May 19- Attend first meeting of a political activist group. More details later.
May 20- Big bridal shower.
May 21-23- Go to Wisconsin. And really, what spells happiness more than a trip to WI?
May 26-June 3- Vacation! Write the great American novel while swinging in a hammock, sipping two pina coladas, one for each hand. Wait, how will I write if both hands have a pina colada? Hmm… guess I need to bring a man in a loin cloth and a giant feather to hold the drinks for me. Any volunteers?
June 3- Pirates of Penzance with Rae at Wolf Trap
June 8- Jewel concert at Wolf Trap with Sherpa
June 10- Angela’s wedding.
June 14-16- go to Houston for big work thing
June 17- Paint the Town Red Day.
June 18-21- Orlando to visit a Sheriffs convention. Staying in one helluva nice hotel.
June 21-23- Tampa- actually finish working on the 22nd, so the 23rd is just a play day. Will be spent with two adorable fairy god-daughters at Busch Gardens FL. (I hope! Will their mommy let them come out and play?…

You know it's Monday when...

1. You have to kick your roommate out.
2. Her response, "No, you move out!"
3. You call the police to start a restraining order against her and her violent outbursts.
4. Your car won't start in the rain.
5. You have a migraine before you even get to work.
6. You have so much to do at work your brain hurts.

Someone please send happy thoughts and chocolate my way.

Sweeping Generalizations

I'm going to tell you all the truth about dating, especially online dating, right here, right now. I am doing this because of the recurring conversations I have had with men lately that make me realize how precious little they understand women and what they want.

First, for all of their independence, strength, and so-called aloofness, all women do want to be swept off their feet. Maybe not in the instant you have met them, and probably not every time you see them. But at least once. Every woman wants one good sweeping. (Warning: some women will enjoy the sweeping so much that she will want it all the time. But this is a good thing for you. Think of how she responds to the sweeping and ask yourself if you want that sort of a happy woman around you all the time.) Why does she want the sweeping? Because when you sweep her off her feet she knows for sure in that one moment that you want her to want you.

Lately a particular friend (who won't let me out him) has complained …

happy blogabirthday

The blog has had a birthday of sorts today. Visitor #8000 clicked in.

So visitor-
4 May
MSIE 6.0
Windows XP
United States (
Cellco Partnership Dba Verizon Wireless

Congrats, you were number 8000. If you were to admit to who you are (even though I'm pretty sure I know), I would give you some sort of prize for being lucky #8000.

If you aren't sure if that is you, I'll help out. You tend to check in every day around 9, and you are most likely checking from a Treo. But that part I can't prove. But all signs indicate that you do. So speak up and win your prize!

May the Fourth Be With You - Yahoo! Buzz Log

May the Fourth Be With You - Yahoo! Buzz Log

See! It's not just me!
But I still like to think I invented it oh so many years ago.

May the Fourth Be With You

Happy May the Fourth Be With You Day to you all!

Best day of the whole freaking year.

after 15 years of dating, maybe i should make some changes

I am neurotic. There I have said it. I freak out over little things and need assurances for the truly stupid things.

For instance...

All things related to men and me.

I have massive trust issues when it comes to men. But at the same exact time I am way too trusting. I won't give my heart over to just anyone. Practically no one actually. But when I do find someone I trust, I hand it over very fast. Probably too fast, but I'm neurotic and have trust issues, so it's really hard for me to say. And quite frankly, I don't think most of the recipients have ever known.

So lately I have been thinking about the recipients and the things they have had in common. The recipients fall into 2 distinct categories- the jerks and the funny ones. And clearly, after 15 years of dating, this isn't working for me. So then I started thinking about the men that never became unwitting recipients (also known as the guys who never knew i gave my heart to them, or otherwise ignored it fully). …

Reasonable Neurosis

What is the silliest thing you have ever done in the name of romance? What is the most neurotic you have ever been? How obsessive have you been? How incredibly dumb have you been? And I'm not talking about anything pre-college grad days. I'm talking as a so-called reasonable adult. Because I know some of you have dumb some pretty insane and neurotic thing. And I know I have as well. What is the stupidest thing you have ever done just to either get to see the guy, make the girl think "you are always like that," etc. Anything. I'm curious.

No, I haven't done anything. At least not yet. But many of you know I'm enduring massive amounts of "Alec and Alonzo" issues right now. ("It's best to be levelheaded, of course," agreed Philippa, "but you miss lots of fun. As for Alec and Alonzo, if you knew them you'd understand why it's difficult to choose between them. They're equally nice.") I can just feel it coming on. I …

decisions, decisions

Do I...

Go indulge my love of Polynesia at

ROC the Planet tonight?


Stay home and watch my absolute 3 most favorite shows-
American Idol.
and last, but never least, Gilmore Girls

What is it about Sweeps Week that paralyzes me and makes me want to do nothing more than sit on the couch and watch TV all night?

Especially when there's perfect weather outside, and I should be out car shopping. At least I know what car I want. Now I just have to find the right deal on it.

getting a complex

As many of my friends know, I have a love/hate relationship with my statcounter. I go for long stretches where I never bother to check it, and then little spurts of addiction where I obsessively check it multiple times a day. And today it gave me a complex.
One of the things the statcounter shows is how people got to the website. 90% of the hits I get don't show a trail, or in other words, you aren't following a link. You either type it in directly or it's bookmarked or something. But I can also see if you have followed a link from Tara, Steph, Hardy's, etc websites. I can also see if you have googled my name for some reason. And that is what is giving me a complex. How many people googled my name today.
To be honest, I can't track back most addresses. There are certain people I know for sure, such as "Palm Bay, FL Road Runner" (hello Jules), and AOL Reston (hello Gwen). But there are a lot of you I have no idea about. In general I get between …
I've been noticing a recurring phenomena lately among certain guys. They are the nice guys that are friends with every girl you know. They always seem to be in tow of a group of girls. In the past I have preached against the Harem Effect. This is the opposite of the Harem Effect. The Harem Effect means that one guy has a whole harem of girls that follows him around. This is Queen Bee Effect, where one girl has a whole boodle of friends who follow her and one guy she swarms and keeps within her reach.
But this is about the guy, not the girl, in this scenario. These guys tend to be the nicest and most lovable guys around. A girl will latch herself onto him and begin to direct his social life. Of course, she wants the guy for herself, but since he hasn't figured out yet that she has ulterior motives, he just goes along. After all, she's a nice girl, why shouldn't he?