10 THINGS I HAVE LEARNED SINCE LAST POST

1.       2013 is supposed to be my year. Or so my cousin says. I don’t believe her.

2.       Avocados are toxic to dogs AND cats. Do not give pets avocado. They can, however, have cucumbers.

3.       I still hate almost every song on my iPod.

4.       When I wash Murphy, I think I get more wet than him.

5.       Job searching sucks. Job searching with a time limit sucks even more.

6.       Do not mention the word “explode” to the Washington DC police as you pass through security for the Inauguration. They get quite touchy about that.

7.       Still need to learn how to be assertive without feeling like a bitch because situations sometimes require you to do this i.e. missing the bus back to PGH and being stranded in DC.

8.       Probably should not doubt strength and competency of the bow your boyfriend makes.

9.       Most definitely do not drink a bottle of wine and then shoot an arrow from said bow into your boyfriend’s face. He will get mad.

10.   I can update my blog by email. That took me long enough.

 

 

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September 1st

How did it get to be September already?

I really hate moving for many, many reasons. I feel like it ruined the summer. First it was worry and panic over finding a place. Then, the dates didn't really work out with moving in/moving out so more time, money, and stress. Of course, the gas company cannot make anything easy. Why would they do that?

I'm just really looking forward to fall. I get to see some of you guys! Maybe go on a small weekend getaway. Job search. Start new classes. Get my dog back. Temperatures become normal again. Ikea trips.

You make Danzing want to speak Spanish

Can I gush for just a moment?

-I love that we stayed up to 4 am watching any and all Shakira music videos we could find on YouTube.
-Whenever I hear our song it turns me into a giant pile of mush.

Okay, I'm done.

So I got a promotion and raise at work. The promotion doesn't come with any additional responsibilities as I assumed those responsibilities months ago. I just now have the title and get a few extra dollars an hour. I think they mostly did it to make sure I didn't leave for any of the other title companies in the area like the majority of my former coworkers. Whatever their motives, it is nice to be appreciated so I'm going with it. That said, I still hate my job.

On New Years Day, we painted our attic blue. We started out wanting navy blue but I was scared that it would be too dark. So we ended up with a blue entitled Corsair that was a wee bit lighter. After spending all day painting and watching the complete series of Daria (a Christmas present), I realized it is Tardis blue. It looks like the police box threw up all over the walls. Oh well...we are getting a police box sign for the door.

I really need to go to a good concert. Something unabashedly corny and awesome, like the Spice Girls. I think we should make a girl's weekend of it. PS we have an open invitation to NYC with free lodging in Brooklyn. Let's do it! Pleaseeeeeeeee?

Smorgasbord of thought...

1. I am truly thankful for all of you! To me Thanksgiving is about celebrating the family you've acquired over the years. It might not always be the people who are related to you by blood but the people who you actually like being around. So to all of you, I love and miss you!!! Hope you have a relaxing day filed with calm and yummy foods!
2. So Murphy has heartworms. It's something we knew we when adopted him from the pound but I was just so excited that they were finally releasing him after he beat kennel cough that I didn't even think about it. However, we're just about to start the real treatment after months of preventative medicine and antibiotics. I'm scared. I keep reading all this stuff on the internet about how a high percentage of dogs don't even survive the treatment. And he has to get shots of arsenic and be in his cage for two months. Ahhhhhhh......it's terrifying. But he's young and strong and I don't think the vet would put him through this all if she didn't think he'd survive. So we just have to be positive!! (PS I don't know how parents go through stuff like this with kids, gah!)
3. I have my own kitten. His name is Voodoo Ben Franklin Phil Collins. For short I call him Voodoo. He's adorable and stripped and has a bunch of thumbs. I can't believe I have my own kitten. It's bizarre. That's a picture of Murphy and Voodoo below. They are best friends and snuggle together.

1. The dress I wanted for Christmas has sold out. Quelle surprise! So I have now decided anyone of these shall do especially the ones with sequins. 
2. Should I be concerned that when I sent Wombat this link for our trip to Portland, he sent back this link?

4 weeks of overtime

Just completed my fourth continuous week of overtime.

• It included 2 Saturdays.
• I've been made a secret team leader for the project we've been working on. It's a project for another department so why they can't have someone be in charge, I don't know.
• It doesn't come with a raise. (I asked)
• I miss having a lunch hour.
• I miss leaving work when the sun is still out.
• Team leader is really just another word for babysitter.
• My director just realized she didn't get me a birthday card. I told her not to worry. It was a theme this year.
• I just realized my department is run by Mean Girls. I'm sad that they all make more than me.

All in all, I would really enjoy some fondue and pumpkin pie margaritas are delicious.

Window shopping

Found my Christmas dress. Now just need to wait for it to go on sale, like 95% off should do the trick?

Anyone else obsessed with Impulse by Karl Lagerfeld at Macy's? I want it all. I'm incredibly jealous of Pomme's discount right now. Though, the model in their campaign scares me a bit.

Also, I really wanted to get some pieces from the Missoni collection at Target. But now I'm scared I wasn't fast enough and it'll be all picked over by people who are price gauging it on Ebay. Sad times.

Bocce

On Sundays, I drive Wombat to work. I take the long way past the community park and there, on the other side of the tennis courts across the street from the little league baseball fields, is a bocce ball court. Every time like clockwork, there is a group of little old men playing a game. One of them brings a boom box that plays classic Italian songs (except for last week when it was playing a weird mash up of Italian love songs and French techno). I always try to hit the red light so I can soak it all in because for that brief moment I feel like I'm back in Italy. By the time I drive back through about 15 minutes later, they are all gone.

It's my favorite moment of the week.