Fall is upon us....some things I LOVE about this time of Year!

The last few mornings I have woken up and my apartment has been a little chilly and it is kind of nice. It is amazing how quickly the weather in this town I live in can go from high 90's and low 100's one week and the next week it sneaks into Indian Summer/Fall weather. It is so nice to be able to sit in my office at work and open all of my windows and enjoy the great cool breeze.

Along with the weather changing my other favorite thing that happens in the fall is New TV being back. As a person who works in media I often use the excuse that the reason I watch so much TV is so that I am educated for when I need to buy TV but really I am just addicted and I am not ashamed to admit it. I created a spreadsheet just to keep track of what plays when and when things premiere, I know I am ridiculous and I am okay with that. I think I have 60 things in my DVR timers right now and they are all things that are weekly shows none of these movies or specials that come up from time to time. I look forward to pilots being sent to me and seeing if anything is worthy of becoming part of my weekly/daily date with my TV. This year the pickings are slim but I still have quite a full schedule of things to watch. I just love watching the new stuff and than being able to chat about it with my friends who are fans of those shows too. And it is a good thing I have found friends who are just as obsessed as I am so I don't have to feel like an odd ball. Although I am not sure I would feel that way even if I hadn't met them.

My favorite things in my apartment are my 42" flat screen and my DVR and I don't care what the world thinks of this. My life is complete with these two things in my life! AMEN! :-)

Times they are a changing...

I am in the process of making a big change in my life. I have lived in a particular city for 3 years now and probably for about half that time I have been unhappy. The town is great. Tons of character, great restaurants, bars, art galleries, culture. The thing it doesn't have is a place for someone in their mid to late twenties, early 30's to meet people and have a life. I guess if I wanted to hang with the college crowd and get drunk every night I could meet people that way, or I could constantly be a third wheel to all the married/family people I know but that just isn't fun either. And so I have very few friends where I live and do a lot on my own. Which isn't bad, I am independent and sometimes that makes things easier but it would be nice to be able to hang with people my own age and have a good time from time to time and yet still be independent and do stuff on my own as well.

I know that I need to make the move and I am hoping that in the next 6 months that will happen, sooner if a few things that I have in the works, work out. It will be a BIG change and a little of an adjustment but I guess I am so used to just moving to a place and starting over and not knowing anyone that I know I will do great. I will leave behind a few things I love, like being near my parents but they will still be within visiting distance and luckily they are supportive of a possible move.

I pray every day that this works out I hope I haven't overdone it on the prayers and now God is saying enough girl I heard you but I am just not ready to answer it but I have a feeling he will do some good answering soon.

I have just realized that I am 30-years-old, single and now is the time to go for the big personal and career adventure while I can. To be the Me I know I am wanting to Be and show the world.

So if you are reading this. Throw some good thoughts and prayers if you are into that my way. And when I am all settled I will update you on where I end up.

Much love my friends.

Men Part 2 in response to the Evil Trifecta Blog

I haven't posted in a very long time, and thought it was about time. So first I wanted to copy and paste a posting from my Evil Trifecta Blog that I wrote today in response to one of my friend's posts, and than I will write a little something else.

I think my fellow evil partner in crime has opened up Pandora's box with her comments on how hard it is to be able to find a single sane man to date in the world. I have to say I think I could probably learn some complex equation and understand in better than I can most guys. I guess there are somethings about guys that are simple. They like football, sex, beer, but than there are the things that perplex me. Like why tell a girl you like her and think you have so much potential in the world together and than act like a total douche bag when you spend time with her. I really believe "Actions speak louder than words" so I am thinking this guy is probably just saying what he thinks I want to hear to get me to sleep with him. Little does he know I just don't give up the jewels to just anyone....I am not desperate girl. And actions like this just make me put a few more bricks up on my wall so I don't get hurt.

I know what I want in life for myself as far as career and success in life and would love to be able to meet someone I could spend the rest of my life with who is single, sane, decent human being, funny, has a job, you know the simple things but I guess I have also kind of resided myself to what I call the "Doco Way of Life" (named after one of my favorite guy friends). Being single is okay and I will survive and I can and will have a great life. No man is neccessary to complete my life and once I figured this out I realized that being fabulous is just who I am and isn't brought on by my "status" of being in a relationship.

So here I am 30, single, possibly moving to the big city soon, and if I meet someone, great, and if I don't well like Carrie on Sex and the City you may just get an invitiation to my "marrying myself" registry full of shoes I would like you to buy for me. :-) And I am okay with my "status" being single because I am in many relationships with my fantastic friends around the world.

My Man: Kenny Chesney

Gosh I can't believe it has been so long since I blogged. Well it has been over a month *slaps hand*. A lot has happened recently. I had the flu for a week, which sucked. Haven't felt that terrible in a long time from a stomach bug. Not something I want to deal with again any time soon. I also got to see my favorite man in the whole wide world just a little over a week ago. Yes, that is right. It was the annual Kenny Chesney concert. Man I love him. It was a great concert. Started out with Luke Bryan (who is way too cute), than led into Gary Allen, LeAnne Rimes, Brooks & Dunn and than the main attraction Kenny Chesney. It was seriously the best Kenny concert I have probably ever been to, even with me getting sick half way through his set. I seriously love that man more than any other. Hopefully one day I will get to meet him. Because speaking of that my friend Sally ran into him while she was riding her bike along the pier the day before the concert. I had tears in my eyes when I found out. Totally heartbroken that another person I know got to meet him. One day it will be my turn but it just sucks knowing that others who only kind of know who he is keeping randomly meeting my man. I know I am out of hand and probably need help. But I just can't help it. He is my all time favorite. I could go on and on but I don't want to sound too stalkerish. So I will just say this; I LOVE KENNY CHESNEY, and can't wait till I see him next!!!

I'm in a funk

Today I am in a funk. Not quite sure why. I woke up like I normally do, watched a little TV, took a shower, and headed to work. And some where in the midst of all of that I suddenly realized I felt "off". I just don't feel like my normal snarky cheery(okay I am not a regular cheery person but you know what I mean) self. What I really would love to do is hibernate for the weekend. Hideout on the couch, watch some movies and not answer the phone. Maybe I am just tired. I guess sometimes you just feel this funky feeling and do just need a break from the world and your life to just breathe. So that is my plan. Go home, and chill out. Will let you know if it worked on Monday!

Anyways, not sure what the deal is but thought I would blog since I haven't in quite a while and need to get better about it.

Escucha la Musica!

I decided to add a music playlist to my blog today. Just a few songs/artists I like. It is actually kind of a random list. Once I have time to add more I will but thought it would be a fun little addition to the blog. :-) And I will give props to the person I got the idea from, my good friend Kathryn aka Mags. You can check out her blog if you would like, http://magsthoughtsonlife.blogspot.com/ she is evil and snarky just like me. That is probably why we are friends. :-)

A laid back weekend

This last weekend was fantastic. I did a lot of my favorite things. First of all I slept in on both Saturday and Sunday till like 10am which is definitely a feat for me. In fact on Saturday I didn't get out of my PJs until almost 4pm and that was just to shower and put on new PJs....excellent I tell you. And to make Saturday even more fantastic if that is at all possible USA was doing an NCIS marathon so I pretty much watch Gibbs and his team all day long. Saturday early evening I put on my domestic shoes and made homemade meatloaf and mashed potatoes. It was very yummy and fixed the craving I had been having for over a week for a really good home cooked meal. Sunday I was a little more productive on the actually doing something front. I cleaned my apartment from top to bottom and man it smells so fantastic. It is so hard for a girl who is pretty much a neat freak to allow my apartment to get to the the degree of dirty it got to while dealing with my foot. After that was done I went to the library to return some books because I am a new library card carrying individual here in my fine town. And than when I got home I settle in to catch up on the John Adams miniseries on HBO. It is so fantastic and has made me want to learn as much as I can about that time all over again. I can't wait to see how the final two episodes end up. Well there you have it. My boring yet totally fantastic weekend. I love when you can just chill out but still accomplish a lot in your own special way. And to be rested at the end of the weekend was great too.

The weekend of pain...but ended up pretty good!

I have been out of commission now for 2 1/2 weeks and well it sucks. Saturday I went to my friend's 5-year-old twin's birthday party. Things were going great, drinking beer and enjoying the fantastic spring weather we were having, and than one of the kids who didn't have good listening ears was being a crazy kid and totally not doing what the adults were telling him to do and so he got way too excited, was running around and ended up falling directly on on my screwed up foot. The pain was horrible. And all the kid did was get up and continue running around and playing. Now I know he didn't do it on purpose but he could have said I am sorry and to make matters worse, his mom just looked at my parent's and rudely said "well he didn't do it on purpose" and she didn't apologize either. I was too busy wiping away the pain tears to worry about whether or not they said anything to be but to see parent's like that I get kind of disappointed in the way that parent's don't parent their kids now a days. I mean if he was my child I would have had him say he was sorry so he could learn the lesson of being rowdy and what can happen. Instead the women became embarassed when everyone gave me attention for getting hurt and decided to abruply left the party with her son because she remembered she had to be somewhere else.

Sunday we went to church and being Catholic you stand and sit from time to time during Mass. For the last few weeks I have remained seated at Church but it was Easter so I thought I can do this because I am tough....yeah BIG mistake and you would think I would have learned from the day before, yeah I didn't. By 4pm yesterday at our neighbor's Easter Brunch/Dinner I was in so much pain and I had to go home early. I spent the next two hours icing like a mad woman. After that we went over to our friend's house. We had some awesome Carne Asada burritos and hung out and just talked a lot of shit and just had a great time. It was a good way to forget the pain. And I got to try on a bullet proof vest and listen in on the special ear piece/radio to see what was going on in our little county last night. So although the weekend was full of pain it did at least end on a good note which is nice.

6 Days In and A Lot more To Go...

So we are on day 6 of the foot injury. Only 8 more days till it gets re X-Ray'd and if the fracture will require more than the walking boot and crutches. I am hoping that it may even be a really bad sprain but I have a feeling it is what the doctor said since that one part of my foot is still swollen and hurts like a Mo' Fo'. Today I had to deal with my Workman's Comp. representative. She actually wasn't as bad as I was expecting since my dad has had terrible experiences with WC but so far, so good. Looks like they are going to see if the place I fell at is ADA compliant and if they are responsible for the injury but it will all get paid for matter or which is one worry off my back. For now I am just keeping it elevated, taking my drugs when neccessary and all the other things my doctor has perscribed that I do. I think I am going to be more of a TV addict than I was before this all happened. Good times!?!?!?!

Tall, Blonde, and Broken

Well yesterday I fractured my foot. I was running an errand for work and just walking down two tiny steps in front of a local television station and the next thing I know I was falling face forward towards the ground. Luckily I used my arms as protection so I didn't hurt my face. Once I was out of the shock of falling and had pulled myself up to a sitting position I realized my foot hurt more than what a normal sprain feels like. So I dragged myself to my truck and drove the Urgent Care. Once there they took X-Rays but the doctor said before I had even done that, that I had fractured my foot. Of course I was crying the whole time because I was just in a tremendous amount of pain. They put me in a very sexy walking boot that I am now wearing. I am in tons of pain and last night the drugs didn't help. I slept a total of about 3 hours. And for a girl who needs 8 hours I am feeling damn tired today. In two weeks I find out what the next step is. They will re X-Ray and see if the walking boot will work for the next 4 to 6 weeks or if I need to get a real cast or worse surgery. Fingers crossed it is the first option because I am done with this surgery and hurting my body shit. I mean I just got done with my knee injury and now I am dealing with this all over again. I keep thinking, what is God's plan for me. Why I am not sure but he must think I can handle it and it is part of my life's journey/path. I don't want to have a pity party for myself so I am trying to keep a positive mental attitude and hope that all of this turns out well. And for the next few weeks I will model this boot like the sexy accessory it is!

A Case of the Mondays

Today is Monday and man does it feel like one this afternoon. I am in the don't want to work mode, especially with the weather being fantastic outside. I wish I could work four 10 hour days and have an extra day on my weekend because Sunday comes too quickly and I feel like I have not gotten anything done. So today I have a case of the Mondays. Just another "Manic Monday" as the Bengals have sung.

It was a Busy Work Day

I love my job about 29 out of 30 days of the month. And than the last work day of the month comes and I have to do traffic for our clients. This means I have to send instructions for what radio and TV spots we want to run for the next month and this includes spot name, run dates, and percentage of run. Well this month was going to be extra hard and so today I started and I only got two clients done. In fact one took me most of the day because of the complexity of how they wanted this shit done. It was ridiculous and should be done by someone who isn't me because I have much more important things to get done and this is damn busy work. So I hope that the process of finding me an assistant starts again because it is getting to the point where I wish I could call snap my fingers and it would be done. Instead I get to bitch and complain for a day or more a month about how doing traffic sucks.

My Dad has made it rough for any future men in my life...

Last night I went to my parent's place for dinner. I went up there because yesterday was my mom's birthday. I would tell you her age but she may not like that so I will just say that she is still very young. :-) But it was a great birthday. I got her a very cool "Dorothy" Nutcracker (my mom is a Wizard of Oz junkie) and she loved it.

But back to why I was writing this...

My dad decided to cook Chicken Cordon Bleu, little red potatoes, and broccoli. It was fantastic! I think my dad has really made it difficult for any man to ever win my love with all the great, and romantic things he has done for my mom throughout my life and my sister's. Plus he always has done really great things for his girls (me and my sis) as well. He never forgets important days like birthdays, anniversaries, etc. And he always makes sure to make the day special. He even has done really great things on non special days. When I was younger he would take us to nice restaurants, and on great vacations. I remember on my 16Th birthday he took me to what became my favorite restaurant in the Bay Area after that night...Emile's. It is a very fancy French restaurant with the best souffles I have ever had in my entire life. But the best part of the night was just being taken somewhere special by my Daddy to celebrate a special day in both of our lives. It is the little things like this will make it hard for any future man who likes me to impress.

I know getting nice things and being taken to nice places aren't the most important thing in life and definitely not a requirement. I think what my dad did is he showed my sister and I that you need to treat a woman well, respect, love, and appreciate her and who she is as a person because that is the most important thing and that is what my dad showed me when he did nice things for my mom, my sister, and I. It wasn't what he did but the intention behind them and that is why future men in my life will have big shoes to fill.

Guess this could mean I might be single the rest of my life? But maybe that is why my dad did what he did. He wanted to make sure his little girls got the best because that is what we deserve. And of course all dad's want their little girls to be their little girls forever.

The Calm Before the Storm

Lately my job has been pretty crazy and I have had a ton of projects to complete in a very short period of time. These projects go through tons of revisions and of course everything is due right now and everyone's is the most important project and so I don't even have time to breathe.

Well this last week has been really quiet at work. I have been able to do a lot of things that I can't do when I am slammed, like clean my desk of the piles that are on it. I knew that this quiet workload week was just the "Calm before the Storm". Boy was I right, I was just told that this project I completed over a month ago was rearing its ugly head again. And the worst part about it is I knew this would come up and had been warning my co-workers that if they had any new revisions before the next client presentation that they should get them to me so I have adequate time to make it great. Well my co-worker just came into my office and said next presentation is in 3 days and those revisions I have been sitting on and haven't given back to you need to be ready for that meeting. WTF?!?!

I don't mind doing my job and I know I will get the changes made and they will be great but why can't people be a little more considerate when they have had the time to finish something but just waited it out.

Kenny Chesney and Me the "model"

I thought I would take a few moments to explain the photo on my blog today before I get to far into the blogging world. As you can see it is a photo of the fabulous and very handsome Kenny Chesney and if you don't know who Kenny Chesney is I will ask that you don't come back again to this blog.....j/k, well maybe not. :-) And the woman next to him is some hot little Sports Illustrated model with my face imposed onto her body. This photo was sent to me as a gift from a good friend of mine. He was trying to make up for a Valentine's snafu last year and thought it would be fun to send me a picture of my favorite human on earth. Anyways it is probably my favorite picture of all time. I have it on my desktop computer at work, it is my main photo on myspace and pretty much anywhere else I need a photo to represent me. Why you ask? Well I am obsessed with Kenny Chesney. Not really stalker obsessed unless you think someone who has every one of his CDs, sees him every year in concert, has him on her checks, and a huge framed photo of him in her bathroom is obsessed. Okay maybe I am a little obsessed. But I can't help it. I have liked him for years, before he was the hot really popular guy he is today and I think I will always love him. And hopefully one day I will meet him and not act like an idiot and he will think I am so cool that he will invite me to hang out with him during his time off in the Caribbean on his island and until then I will look at this photo everyday and dream of that moment. So enjoy the photo because it isn't going anywhere unless I get a real photo of the two of us together.

Pre-Bed Naps

In my family we have this inside joke with my mom, she often sits down to watch TV at night and will fall asleep off and on for a few hours, we call this the Pre-Bed Nap (PBN). And every time one of us is around her when she doses off for a few minutes or longer we say just go to bed because what is the point of sleeping on the couch when you could be sleeping in your nice warm bed.

So last night I was watching Empire Records and was feeling a little sleepy, next thing I know I feel my eyes beginning to close in PBN style, and you know what I did? Even though it was only 8:30pm at night I got up did my before bed routine and went to sleep. And you know what? I slept for about 11 hours last night. Guess I was tired.

I guess there really is no point to this story except that I am 29 years old and going to bed when the early bird special folks are hitting the hay and I am not turning into my mom and PBNing for hours on the couch so that is a good thing.

Welcome to my world!

I never really thought I would be one to post my thoughts on my life and other things going on in the world but after starting a little blog with my evil counterparts I realized it is kind of fun to just write out what I am thinking about and wanting to either complain about or just tell the world about. So here I go. Enjoy, or don't, that is your choice but hope you stick around to see what I have to say!