I hadn't planned on doing anything special this weekend. It was an incredibly bad week at work and I figured I'd catch up on my sleep and maybe straighten up my bedroom a bit. It rained like cats and dogs on Friday. The floodgates opened, little creeks exploded into ugly brown lakes, and it was frickin' freezing in here, Mr. Bigglesworth ( Read more... )

If I ever have another day at work like today ( Read more... )

Two nights after my tennis match at the Municipal Park, my thighs and arms are still feeling the burn. I managed to accidentally smack myself in the knee with my racquet, leaving a lovely purple bruise. But it was definitely a blast and the best work-out I've had in a long time. Screw powerwalking, I'm all about tennis now. Jackie, Meghan, and I ( Read more... )

I simply cannot contain my joy. If all goes according to plan, the last weekend in July could possibly turn out to be the best weekend of my life thus far ( Read more... )

001. name : Mary ( Read more... )

It's two minutes past midnight, so technically it's not D-Day anymore, but still, I'm observing that day when the Allies landed on the beaches of Normandy and saved the sorry French from the Nazis and made sacrifices for them. Unappreciative little...okay I'm better now ( Read more... )

Remember how brave I was on Monday night? I gave myself a deadline and was going to call Paul and it was going to be fantastic ( Read more... )

For not such a bad day at work, I'm pretty damn tired. I've started to get pretty bitchy with certain people there. For one week, I'd like to switch jobs with them. Let them see how fun it is to be put on the spot to come up with a chart that's no where to be found. Today a woman sat in the waiting room for two hours because we couldn't find her ( Read more... )

Well, I think I'm going to the John Mayer concert ( Read more... )

Funny story: it was pouring when I left church tonight (yesterday afternoon, since it's now after midnight). Being the silly girl that I am, I had no coat or umbrella or sleeves for that matter. So after the last song, I made a beeline for the nearest exit and run out in the rain to my lovely minivan Asswipe (pronounced "as-WEE-pay"). I wanted to ( Read more... )