So my friend Janet did this 100 things about me post, and I thought it was fun.
So here we go: 100 things you hopefully didn't know about me.
100. I took driver's school at home because my softball schedule didn't really work out with the classes
99. I ran my car into a pole when I was 17 (see above)
98. My first pet was a hamster - she always got lost.
97. My first memory is of having my adenoids removed when I was only 18 months old
96. I'm scared of spiders. To the extent that if there is one, Dustin has to go in a kill it before I'll go into the room
95. If I were a day of the week, I'd want to be Sunday. Preferably Sunday afternoon because those are the best
94. I like the smell of gasoline
93. I once thought my soul mate was someone different than Dustin. But now, I'm positive it IS Dustin.
92. I don't have a favorite color. I prefer black, but I think colors are magnificent
91. I have intense road rage. So much that I sometimes chase people down on the road
90. I'm part hispanic - but I'm not sure where that part is from
89. I'm a pretty picky eater
88. My grandma used to think I was going to die before puberty because I never ate
87. I'm closer to my dad. We're basically the same person in different bodies
86. I wouldn't trade my mom for anything in the world
85. I don't believe in having more kids than adults in a family (pre-divorce)
84. I don't believe in divorce. I think you fight for what you want, and you fight to keep it
83. I have the weirdest thumbs of anyone I know
82. I sometimes think I'm more Buddhist than Christian
81. I would move to Italy if I could
80. I want to look Audrey Hepburn in the eye and tell her that I think she's beautiful
79. I once knew a girl with webbed feet
78. I want to die quickly in a car accident or quietly in my sleep
77. I hate laundry
76. I hate cleaning
75. I love sleeping
74. I have chronic sinusitis
73. I also have pre-dawn insomnia
72. My mother in law tried to punch me in the face once
71. I once drove from Lubbock to Dallas and back to Lubbock in one day to go to a Creed concert
70. I forgot to throw Dustin a birthday party for his 25th birthday
69. I think 69 is gross
68. I spent my 21st birthday at a Def Leppard concert.
67. Brian Adams was there too
66. I had a Jordan barbie from new kids on the block
65. I love P.F. Chang's
64. I hate seafood
63. I'm not very adventurous, but I like to think I am
62. I'm afraid that my children will be born into an unstable world
61. I battle depression on a daily basis
60. I sleep when I'm stressed
59. I sometimes forget to pay attention to details
58. I'm not very good at sending bills in the mail-- or RSVPing to weddings!
57. I have a myspace account but I never check it
56. I cried when I left my dogs at the kennel
55. It breaks my heart when people I love are mistreated
54. Sometimes I'm a bitch
53. I have a hard time letting go of the past
52. I'm difficult 95% of the time
51. If Dustin didn't put up with my shit, I'm not sure someone else would
50. One of my best friends is a guy
49. I have a work crush named Steve
48. I love the Pogue Mahone's song "Love you till the end"
47. I think Bob Marley was a genius
46. I'm horrible at painting
45. And even worse at drawing
44. I love ice cream - I think God gave me a separate stomach for it
43. I have a friend that's an atheist - and I still think the world of her.
42. I try not to be judgmental (but sometimes it gets the best of me)
41. I didn't have curly hair until after puberty
40. I could never pull any of my baby teeth - I always had to go to the dentist
39. I hate working on Fridays
38. I hate Monday mornings
37. I have rubbed Juliet's breast from Romeo and Juliet while in Verona
36. I detest the smell of cucumber melon lotion from Bath and Body Works because someone I know wears it too much
35. I once told my mom I was driving to New Mexico and instead flew to New York....to meet a boy
34. I used to skip class to sing songs in my dorm room with my roommate
33. I have a small obsession with purses
32. My Bailey is way too OCD with tennis balls
31. My dad once told me that having a dog was like taking care of a mentally retarded child
30. When I was younger, a black widow crawled out of my pool
29. I've made out with a girl
28. I want to go sky diving for my 25th birthday
27. I've always had an impending sense of doom about my life
26. I've floated the river in New Braunfels since I was 4
25. I'm excited about having kids
24. I don't know what I'll do when my grandmother meets her maker
23. I broke my arm when I was 6 months old
22. I was once asked if my parents beat me
21. My dimple in my cheek is actually a scar
20. I have migraines
19. My back hurts 95% of the time (probably from my chest!)
18. I used to be a lifeguard
17. Dustin was once my boss
16. One of my friends thinks my boss is hot
15. I think my company is pretty great
14. I like living in a city close to my heart
13. I'll probably never get rich with my degree
12. I'd live in a box if it meant that Dustin would still be by my side
11. I had an amazing honeymoon
10. I want to go to Alaska in the next year
9. I want to get pregnant in the next 2
8. I want to lose weight and be hot again!
7. I want to get a king size bed, but Dustin doesn't.
6. I want a Doberman for my next dog
5. I have 13 fish that I hardly ever see
4. I have a sprinkler system that costs me way too much money
3. I'd take a bullet for my best friend
2. I want to meet 50 cent
1. I married my best friend
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
I hate women who can't let go of the fairytale...I'm just saying
Normally, I'm not this vocal about women and why I hate the majority of them, but today, I feel compelled to put my thoughts in this blog.
I CAN'T STAND WOMEN WHO THINK THAT LIFE IS SUPPOSED TO BE A FAIRYTALE AND THEN GET PISSED OFF WHEN THEY DON'T GET THAT FAIRYTALE.
First, I realize that I've only been married for well, almost four months, but here's the thing that I already know about marriage and life in general. IT'S HARD! You don't wake up every morning to breakfast in bed and you don't get massages every night before you fall asleep. Unless you're supremely lucky, your husband probably doesn't even think about doing those things for you on a regular basis. That's not what gets me. What gets me is the women who think they are entitled to things like that on a regular basis and think that life is supposed to be modeled after some princess they read about in some book when they were 4. The truth of the matter is, that just doesn't happen. People who live their lives without problems have problems, their problem is, they're bottling everything up so that on the surface, to you and me, they look AMAZING. But deep down, it's those kind of people that you have to worry about. They're the ones who are hurting inside but instead of maybe starting a fight with their husband, they just pretend like nothing is wrong.
Again, that's not what pisses me off. What pisses me off is the women who think this fairy tale still exists. The ones who think that marriage isn't hard and that a man should fulfill their every need. The bottom line is, marriage is hard and a man can't possibly fulfill your every need. Further more, you shouldn't NEED a man to fulfill you. You should have enough substance in your self to sustain you and the man should be a compliment to your life. What pisses me off most about these kinds of women is that often times, a good man is hurt by their actions. A good man is hurt by the fact that because their marriage is hard, and their life isn't a fairy tale, she's going to leave. She's going to leave under the assumption that she's going to find that fairy tale somewhere else.
Wheeew. I just needed to get that off my chest. I hate the fact that women like that scar men for life and make them shy of getting into another relationship down the road. Women like that ruin the dating life for men and ruin other women's chances of having what they so willingly gave up.
I CAN'T STAND WOMEN WHO THINK THAT LIFE IS SUPPOSED TO BE A FAIRYTALE AND THEN GET PISSED OFF WHEN THEY DON'T GET THAT FAIRYTALE.
First, I realize that I've only been married for well, almost four months, but here's the thing that I already know about marriage and life in general. IT'S HARD! You don't wake up every morning to breakfast in bed and you don't get massages every night before you fall asleep. Unless you're supremely lucky, your husband probably doesn't even think about doing those things for you on a regular basis. That's not what gets me. What gets me is the women who think they are entitled to things like that on a regular basis and think that life is supposed to be modeled after some princess they read about in some book when they were 4. The truth of the matter is, that just doesn't happen. People who live their lives without problems have problems, their problem is, they're bottling everything up so that on the surface, to you and me, they look AMAZING. But deep down, it's those kind of people that you have to worry about. They're the ones who are hurting inside but instead of maybe starting a fight with their husband, they just pretend like nothing is wrong.
Again, that's not what pisses me off. What pisses me off is the women who think this fairy tale still exists. The ones who think that marriage isn't hard and that a man should fulfill their every need. The bottom line is, marriage is hard and a man can't possibly fulfill your every need. Further more, you shouldn't NEED a man to fulfill you. You should have enough substance in your self to sustain you and the man should be a compliment to your life. What pisses me off most about these kinds of women is that often times, a good man is hurt by their actions. A good man is hurt by the fact that because their marriage is hard, and their life isn't a fairy tale, she's going to leave. She's going to leave under the assumption that she's going to find that fairy tale somewhere else.
Wheeew. I just needed to get that off my chest. I hate the fact that women like that scar men for life and make them shy of getting into another relationship down the road. Women like that ruin the dating life for men and ruin other women's chances of having what they so willingly gave up.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Why Alligators make the best friends
this is more than likely long over due, but after a slight mishap today, it made me realize that it needs to be said.
I credit my best friend for being my rock, my saving grace...but in reality, it's not always her that saves me or lets me bump up against her. In reality, it's my alligator friend. We'll call her Mrs. St. Pierre. See the thing is, we work together so 99% of the time, she gets the brunt of my venting. She gets the "I hate my job today" the "I can't fucking stand this person" and so much more. If I weren't able to vent I'd probably end up in the insane asylum but because she lets me do this, I make it through each and every day unharmed and uncommitted.
The thing is, the thing that makes me want to kick myself in the rear is that I sometimes take advantage of our relationship without knowing that I'm taking advantage. She happens to be the Manager of the Help Desk where I work and I sometimes use our relationship and my relationship with her employees to get things done a little faster, or to get things that not everyone else has. I wouldn't say that I'm trying to be sneaky and take things because I feel like I'm entitled to them because of our friendship, I just don't always follow the proper procedures that I could that everyone else is asked to follow.
My point in this blog is to tell my friend, Mrs. St.Pierre that she means more to me than the job she has and the goodies that she sometimes passes my way. It's not often that you find someone who will let you vent about everything you're holding inside without calling you out on how judgmental you're being....and then laugh at you because she remembers that one of your New Year's Resolutions was to be less judgmental.
So Alligator St. Pierre if you make it this far in my blog, know that you're more than my co-worker, you're one of my best friends and if I didn't have you to lean out, bitch to, and laugh with, my life would be much darker and sadder.
I credit my best friend for being my rock, my saving grace...but in reality, it's not always her that saves me or lets me bump up against her. In reality, it's my alligator friend. We'll call her Mrs. St. Pierre. See the thing is, we work together so 99% of the time, she gets the brunt of my venting. She gets the "I hate my job today" the "I can't fucking stand this person" and so much more. If I weren't able to vent I'd probably end up in the insane asylum but because she lets me do this, I make it through each and every day unharmed and uncommitted.
The thing is, the thing that makes me want to kick myself in the rear is that I sometimes take advantage of our relationship without knowing that I'm taking advantage. She happens to be the Manager of the Help Desk where I work and I sometimes use our relationship and my relationship with her employees to get things done a little faster, or to get things that not everyone else has. I wouldn't say that I'm trying to be sneaky and take things because I feel like I'm entitled to them because of our friendship, I just don't always follow the proper procedures that I could that everyone else is asked to follow.
My point in this blog is to tell my friend, Mrs. St.Pierre that she means more to me than the job she has and the goodies that she sometimes passes my way. It's not often that you find someone who will let you vent about everything you're holding inside without calling you out on how judgmental you're being....and then laugh at you because she remembers that one of your New Year's Resolutions was to be less judgmental.
So Alligator St. Pierre if you make it this far in my blog, know that you're more than my co-worker, you're one of my best friends and if I didn't have you to lean out, bitch to, and laugh with, my life would be much darker and sadder.
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Have you talked to your cat about catnip?
Good grief. Sometimes you just want to take a deep breath and follow it up with a shot of whiskey or tequila. That is my day today. When I'm tired, or super busy really, I just want people to disappear. There is no need to be loud and bubbly and annoying, just disappear. I don't get it....
Anywho.....went to San Francisco over the 4th it was....well it was. It was fun and exciting, but it made me realize that there are things in my life that I think will never change no matter what I do. There are things that need to change but that are out of my control to change. And yet, I carry this burden that those things are things I'm supposed to be changing and am failing my self for not changing them. I am only one person, and I can only do so much, but at what point do others realize that they too need to step up and do something and that it's not only my responsibility to change. The worst part is, somewhere along the road, a request for help from all corners was made and 3 of the 4 corners have failed to do anything. Quite disturbing when you think about it because you would hope that at least one of them would find it respectful to at least attempt to be a little bit better.
Ugh..another story for another time perhaps.
Anywho.....went to San Francisco over the 4th it was....well it was. It was fun and exciting, but it made me realize that there are things in my life that I think will never change no matter what I do. There are things that need to change but that are out of my control to change. And yet, I carry this burden that those things are things I'm supposed to be changing and am failing my self for not changing them. I am only one person, and I can only do so much, but at what point do others realize that they too need to step up and do something and that it's not only my responsibility to change. The worst part is, somewhere along the road, a request for help from all corners was made and 3 of the 4 corners have failed to do anything. Quite disturbing when you think about it because you would hope that at least one of them would find it respectful to at least attempt to be a little bit better.
Ugh..another story for another time perhaps.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Exhaustion = Pregnancy?!?!
So, as always, my life is crazy and work is busy. Which equals exhaustion for tiffytrox who needs like 500 hours of sleep a week. So, at work, when people ask me how I'm doing--I tell them the truth "I'm exhausted" I say, "I have so much on my plate right now, I'm exhausted." So what do they say?! ?! Oh, well you're not.....are you?! Do you think you might be?! You did just get married!
Are you freaking kidding me?! Am I pregnant? Let me just go back to the part where I told you I was exhausted. How many exhausted people really get down and start practicing the baby making skills let alone have the energy to MAKE A BABY? C'mon people! I just said EXHAUSTED! I'm not sure when one symptom of pregnancy started to mean that you were in fact pregnant, but geez.
Anywho---almost the big 3 month anniversary. Boy, time flies when you're having fun? Not sure what to say about that. It'll be here and it will go. And that is all. I will be in San Francisco, so I probably won't even remember to say happy anniversary to the tool so that's probably not a good sign of things to come eh?
Back to the whole pregnancy thing though----I don't think it's pregnancy as the culprit, but weird things are happening to me. I have the baby fever, and last night and this afternoon, smells are REALLY bothering me. Like I didn't really eat my lunch because the smells were soooo strong that it made me feel kind of sick...but hopefully it's the stomach flu and not a baby. Here's keeping our fingers crossed!
Are you freaking kidding me?! Am I pregnant? Let me just go back to the part where I told you I was exhausted. How many exhausted people really get down and start practicing the baby making skills let alone have the energy to MAKE A BABY? C'mon people! I just said EXHAUSTED! I'm not sure when one symptom of pregnancy started to mean that you were in fact pregnant, but geez.
Anywho---almost the big 3 month anniversary. Boy, time flies when you're having fun? Not sure what to say about that. It'll be here and it will go. And that is all. I will be in San Francisco, so I probably won't even remember to say happy anniversary to the tool so that's probably not a good sign of things to come eh?
Back to the whole pregnancy thing though----I don't think it's pregnancy as the culprit, but weird things are happening to me. I have the baby fever, and last night and this afternoon, smells are REALLY bothering me. Like I didn't really eat my lunch because the smells were soooo strong that it made me feel kind of sick...but hopefully it's the stomach flu and not a baby. Here's keeping our fingers crossed!
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