Day 138
It is a sad sad day when I get excited about gas being $3.67 per gallon. What's even more pitiful is that I was incredibly happy that it "only" cost me $67.70 to fill my car with gas. What the hell? I remember when I had the Grand Am (remember the Grand Am, girls?!?!!? Good times, right!!!) it cost me about $15 to fill it. Now, granted, the Equinox has a bigger tank, but REALLY?!?!?!?! $67.70. Just sign me up for the po' house, please.
Day 137
I miss being able to call Lance and tell him the air/heat isn't working right in the office. It was so much easier to get crap taken care of when I had someone I could just shoot a text to! Our office is screwed up. It's generally sweltering hot in the winter and freezing frickin cold in the summer. It never makes sense. For example...
I clearly have the damn thing set at 80 fricking degrees. See the little yellow marker?!?!? Right, but when I walked into the office it was like 65 degrees (see the little red marker) and the damn thing was STILL blowing cold air. Good thing I carry my winter coat, gloves and blanket to work on days when it's 85 outside.
Not.
*signed* Freezing
Day 136
I am an odd person. This I know as fact. I make friends with people that I probably shouldn't and people that it seems weird for me to make friends with. There are times that I have made friends with people who in the end have screwed me over, but then there are those times when I make friends with people who change my life.
What seems like a lifetime ago, I met this woman in Texas. We had spoken on the phone many times over the span of a year or two, but we had never met. We knew a lot about each other but weren't the best of friends. She picked me (and 3 other people that she didn't know) up from an airport and opened her heart and her arms to me. She took me site seeing in Texas and came to my daughter's gymnastics meet.
We grew to be very good friends - best friends actually. We talked on the phone all the time after that visit and the following summer she and her son came to visit. Melissa is Phil's ex-wife.
I've met some pretty amazing people in my life and I've got some great friends. This woman, however, made a huge impact on me and I miss her more than I let on. Her strength and her love of life never ceased to amaze me. I know that she is in a better place now, but that doesn't change the fact that I miss her.
Love you, Melly!
Day 135
Megan has some crazy friends. For the most part, I love them. Some I love more than others. At a track meet recently, one of her friends was "starving." So, I gave said child a couple bucks and she went to get some snacks. I had to laugh because she does the same thing I do. Yes, I realize what I'm about to tell you will just reinforce the fact that everyone thinks I'm a big kid and I don't care.
When I have a food or drink that I am afraid someone is going to want to steal, I lick it. Again, I know this is juvenile, but damn STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY FOOD/DRINK! Anyway, this particular child got some airheads and her lovely friends (probably my daughter) felt the need to try and steal them.
Said child then licked the wrapper. I laughed because it was so like me, but then she took it to a whole new level. She stuck the airheads down the back of her sweats. My question to her then was, does that make them buttheads now?
Here is said wrapper after the airhead/butthead had been consumed.
Day 134
From time to time we order out for lunch at work. Yes, there is a cafeteria in the hospital, but after working their for almost 9 years (holy shit, has it been that long?!?!) it gets old. Don't get me wrong, there are some meals that we just don't miss - fried shrimp, beef nachos, and the baked potato bar specifically, but there are other days - liver and onions, lasagna, when it's just gross.
Anyhoo, we all like Mexican food. We probably like it a little too much. There's a lil' Mexican restaurant not far from us that delivers. They have this burrito - it's called the hungryman. I don't usually order it because it's so frickin big. I, honestly, don't know any person on this planet that could finish this thing. It's as big as my butt - and I'm not exaggerating. Look and see...
The part that's gone - yea, that's about all I could eat.
Day 133
Right, so, I get out of my car to walk into work one fine sunny morning. Might I just add that my car was recently washed. I opened up the back door to grab my bag of work goodies. Just as I was going to close the door this happened...
Ok, first of all, I was pissed that my car was JUST washed. Why does that ALWAYS happen?!?!? Are clean cars just big toilets for birds? WTF??? Secondly, this was like 2 seconds shy of landing on my arm. Can you just imagine how "happy" I would have been had this landed on my arm??? I certainly do wish that birds would drop their digested McDonald's fries somewhere else.
Day 132
Could I be anymore behind?!?!? I think not. Anyhoo, here we go again. So, with all the stinking rain we have had lately, it's been reeking havoc on my kitchen floor. Why? Well....
No, those are not poop stains on my floor. Those are dog foot prints and to be honest, the stupid picture does not do it justice. We spent DAYS constantly swiftering the floor because every time she went outside she came back in a muddy disgusting mess. Ugh. I sure do wish she would learn how to wipe her paws...
It is a sad sad day when I get excited about gas being $3.67 per gallon. What's even more pitiful is that I was incredibly happy that it "only" cost me $67.70 to fill my car with gas. What the hell? I remember when I had the Grand Am (remember the Grand Am, girls?!?!!? Good times, right!!!) it cost me about $15 to fill it. Now, granted, the Equinox has a bigger tank, but REALLY?!?!?!?! $67.70. Just sign me up for the po' house, please. 
