Lynlee's Life

Here's the Deal... Pt.2.

2006-01-29T20:12:00.000-06:00

I have to admit... I feel all warm and fuzzy inside seeing all of your responses!!!

I feel so popular!

Anyway, I have set up a new blog. I LOVE IT. I can password protect posts - and my readers won't have to set up an account to read them.

I hate to ask you to do one more thing if you would like to continue reading but I really have to: Please send an email to lynleesblog@yahoo.com. Include your name, how I "know" you (internet site, school, etc), and you must promise to nevereverevereverevereverever give out the password even if someone tries to bribe you with cash, yarn, and/or FREDs.

Once you do that, I will reply with the web address and/or password.

I look forward to seeing all of you over there.

Here's the Deal...

2006-01-28T22:31:00.000-06:00

In light of recent events, I have seriously been debating leaving blogland.

Well, it is much too theraputic for me to do that. (You may all breathe a sigh of relief and rejoice now.)

However, I am considering changing to a different service that allows my blog to only be viewed by those I approve (probably LJ unless someone else knows a different service they can recommend).

I have come to love so many of you... I look forward to your advice and wisdom. You have all been extremely instrumental in helping me maintain my mental health this past year. I don't know what I would have done without all of you to vent to and all of your support. It has been a blessing.

So, here is my question: If I leave Blogger - Who will follow me?

Black and Brown

2006-01-22T22:20:00.000-06:00

Stolen from Cordelia. Find your color here.

Black

Your color is black. The color of night. Serene and mysterious, black conjures up images of elegant evening gowns, dashing tuxedos, and gleaming limousines. Traditionally a symbol of success, black also represents power and an uncompromising demand for perfection. Not surprisingly, you tend to set challenging goals for yourself and do whatever it takes to achieve them — your strength of character is second to none. This unfaltering determination, along with your natural elegance, impresses people. But keep in mind that your personality might be intimidating to some. Try to temper your demanding side with a little softness — trust us, it won't kill you. Overall, though, black is the color of professionalism and achievement, which means it's clearly the color for you.

But there were a couple questions that I could have easily gone either way on, so I took it twice.

Brown

You're brown, a credible, stable color that's reminiscent of fine wood, rich leather, and wistful melancholy. Most likely, you're a logical, practical person ruled more by your head than your heart. With your inquisitive mind and insatiable curiosity, you're probably a great problem solver. And you always gather all of the facts before coming to a timely, informed decision. Easily intrigued, you're constantly finding new ways to challenge your mind, whether it's by reading the newspaper, playing a trivia game, or composing a piece of music. Brown is an impartial, neutral color, which means you tend to see the difference between fact and opinion easily and are open to many points of view. Trustworthy and steady, you really are a brown at heart.

Pop Quizzes

2006-01-21T16:33:00.000-06:00

The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick

The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick

You do things your own way - and it's made for colorful times.Your life hasn't turned out how anyone expected, thank goodness!
Your best movie matches: Clerks, Garden State, Napoleon Dynamite

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

You Are Likely A Forth Born

You Are Likely A Forth Born

At your darkest moments, you feel angry.At work and school, you do best when your analyzing.When you love someone, you tend to be very giving.
In friendship, you don't take the initiative in reaching out.Your ideal jobs are: factory jobs, comedy, and dentistry.You will leave your mark on the world with your own personal philosophy.

The Birth Order Predictor

That is more than a little freaky...

You're an Expert Kisser

You're an Expert Kisser

You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantityYou've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks offAnd you're adaptable, giving each partner what they craveWhen it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable

What Kind of Kisser Are You?

Duh.

You Are A Lily

You Are A Lily

You are a nurturer and all around natural therapist.People see you as their rock. And they are able to depend on you.You are a soothing influence. You can make people feel better with a few words.Your caring has more of an impact than even you realize.

What Flower Are You?

Your Band Name is:

Your Band Name is:

The Sacred Nuns

Band Name Generator

Matt - I know, I know... Going to Hell... Please pray for me.

You've Got Guys Lined Up Around the Block

You've Got Guys Lined Up Around the Block

While your little black book isn't as thick as Paris Hilton's...You get the most dates of any girl you knowIt's your whole five star package that attracts men -Your looks, your charm, and your ability tie a cherry with your tongue.

Are You Attractive?

I really can tie a cherry stem with my tongue...

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Your Inner Muse is Thalia

Your Inner Muse is Thalia

You are most like this playful muse of comedy.Life is all about laughter to you, and you're a natural comic.You make people laugh until their sides split.And you're always up for some play time!

What Muse Are You?

You Should Date A Swede!

You Should Date A Swede!

You're a romantic, albeit an understated and practical one.It's more about a steady partnership for you, not unrestrained fallingYour Swede will give you the unwavering love you craveWhile making up some mean pancakes and meatballs on the side!

Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?

Mmmm...Pancakes....

And just in case you've forgotten...

You Are Not Scary

Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?

How Scary Are You?

Song

2006-01-18T12:47:00.000-06:00

Your 2005 Song Is

Since You've Been Gone

by Kelly Clarkson

"But since you've been gone

I can breathe for the first time

I'm so moving on"

In 2005, you moved on.

What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?

The Room

2006-01-15T22:17:00.000-06:00

The Room

My Room

The Window: Your Attitude
Your choice of the winding road reveals a personality who has direction but may be an inveterate wanderer. You are a loner by nature, but take great pleasure in the beauties which lie on each side of you. Your favorite song is "The long and winding road" by the Beatles. No matter how low you get, you always know there is a corresponding upside. Even descending into the black asphalt of life you manage to grasp a benefit. You now speak "valley talk" fluently like. In your dreams you may be given to watching tacky reruns of Green Acres and yearning for Eva Gabor's jewels.

The Music: Your Lover
Your love ranges from the passion of Beethoven to the delicate beauty of Pachebal. Your relationship is based on an enduring trust and classical balance that helps you both rise to the highest level of understanding.

The Pictures: Your Relationships
Revealing a dramatic person who revels in the attention of a wide circle of acquaintances. This seemingly attractive trait presents a challenge as friends are pushed out on the stage of life, standing exposed with unexpected juxtapositions ready to elicit laughter or recognition. May also be used as a protective shield between relationships, eg. room divider.

The Garbage: Your Problems
Problems come and go in your life but they do not cause you undue stress. You relax in the knowledge that you have an enduring, attractive and stylish response to the detritus of life. Your supreme confidence frees you from convention. Problems need not be hidden from sight but rather are handled in a transparent, translucent and effortless manner. You are on your way to achieving guru status for your wise handling of life's problems.

The Clock: Your Future
Your future is squarely that of a modern conservative, with a throwback to Roman times. Your skeletal architectural gun metal honed body may cause others to see you as rigid and unbending but in your heart you remember the wild toga parties of your youth and smile.

Golden Girly

2006-01-12T19:50:00.000-06:00

You are smart, sensible and love your family.You are forgiving but also tend to hold a grudge,especially when it comes to ex-husbands!
Which Golden Girl Are You?

I'm not surprised. Are you?

Evil Yes or No Meme

2006-01-11T16:28:00.000-06:00

Answer ONLY yes or no.

Made out with a member of the same sex?
Yes.

Drove a car?
Yes.

Danced in front of your mirror?
Yes.

Been dumped?
No.

Stole money from a friend?
No.

Gotten in a car with people you just met?
Yes.

Been in a fist fight?
Yes and No.

Snuck out of your house?
Yes.

Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back?
No.

Been arrested?
No.

Made out with a stranger?
Yes.

Left your house with out telling your parents?
Yes.

Had a crush on your neighbor?
No.

Ditched school to do something more fun?
Yes.

Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?
Yes.

Seen someone die?
No.

Been on a plane?
Yes.

Kissed a picture?
Yes.

Slept in until 3? ...or later?
Yes.

Love someone or miss someone right now?
Yes.

Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?
Yes.

Made a snow angel?
Yes.

Played dress up?
Yes.

Cheated while playing a game?
Yes and No.

Been lonely?
Yes.

Fallen asleep at work/school?
Yes.

Felt an earthquake?
Yes.

Touched a snake?
Yes.

Ran a red light?
No.

Been suspended from school?
No.

Had detention?
Yes.

Been in a car accident?
Yes.

Hated the way you look?
No.

Witnessed a crime?
Yes.

Been lost?
Yes.

Been to the opposite side of the country?
Yes.

Felt like dying?
No.

Cried yourself to sleep?
Yes.

Sang karaoke?
No.

Done something you told yourself you wouldn't?
Yes.

Laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose?
Yes.

Caught a snowflake on your tongue?
Yes.

Kissed in the rain?
Yes.

Sing in the shower?
No.

Had a dream that you married someone?
Yes.

Glued your hand to something?
No.

Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole?
No.

Ever gone to school partially naked?
No.

Sat on a roof top?
Yes.

Ever been too scared to watch scary movies alone?
Yes.

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?
Yes.

Been told you're hot by a complete stranger?
Yes.

Broken a bone?
No.

Been easily amused?
Yes.

Laugh so hard you cry?
Yes.

Cheated on a test?
No.

Forgotten someone's name?
Yes.

Blacked out from drinking?
Yes.

Played a prank on someone?
Yes.

Gone to a late night movie?
Yes.

Made love to anything not human?
No.

Choked on something you're not supposed to eat?
Yes.

Played an instrument for more than 10 hours?
No.

Cheated on a girl/boyfriend?
Yes.

Did you celebrate the 4th of July?
No.

Thrown strange objects?
Yes.

Felt like killing someone?
No.

Thought about running away?
Yes.

Ran away?
Yes.

Did drugs?
Yes.

Had detention and not attend it?
Yes.

Made parent cry?
Yes.

Cried over someone?
Yes.

Owned more than 5 sharpies?
No.

Own an instrument?
Yes.

Been in a band?
Yes.

Drank 25 sodas in a day?
No.

Broken a cd?
Yes.

Shot a gun?
Yes.

book meme

2006-01-06T23:33:00.000-06:00

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the coolest book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

I would be stoked out of my mind if they would be procured by high school history teachers all over the United States.

Megan Elizabeth Williams

2006-01-02T12:04:00.000-06:00

I have been reading the Womanifestos on Inga's site to make myself feel better after my New Year's Eve meltdown.

I think all women can all learn a little from Megan Elizabeth Williams.

GPA

2006-01-01T13:35:00.000-06:00

I am horrified. I just checked my grades for last semester and my GPA has fallen below a 3.5... It's at a 3.475. Might not seem bad to any of you, but that is completely unacceptable to me - for me.

I wasn't planning on making any resolutions, but I'm gonna have to.

I resolve to get my GPA back above a 3.5.

Happy New Year!

2006-01-01T12:49:00.000-06:00

Have I mentioned ever that I hate New Year's Eve? I do. I would explain why, in case you don't know, but I can't.

This year was the first year I agreed to go out since the year that made me hate it. That is, after 5 or 6 different people invited me to do things. At the last minute I took Heather up on her offer to go to a party hosted by a coworker of a friend of hers (who I have met a couple times). People had babies there. Not my scene. I'd forgotten to do something that I had to do before midnight so I went home around 10. Spoke with a couple of the other people who had asked me to go out with them and they all had either changed plans or decided to stay home. I changed into my comfy pants and cried for a couple hours. That is what I had hoped to avoid by going out.

Around midnight, Mom brought Pax home. She had an earache and wanted her Mommy. After having bawled for 2 or 3 hours, she quieted down and went to sleep as soon as she was in my arms. I have to admit - while I hate seeing her in pain and being sick, I love the feeling I get when I am reminded that I am the only one who can make it better.

Today I get to go the Christmas party for Dad's side of the family. I feel like puking. After the night I had last night, I don't know if I have the energy to deal with Tammy.

Anyway, I hope you are all having a wonderful 2006 thus far!

Fun

2005-12-30T18:42:00.000-06:00

So... Yesterday...

After I left Grandpa's I dropped Pax off with Jes. Heather and I went to see RENT. It was as good the 2nd time as it was the first. Maybe better since I wasn't constantly thinking, "They changed that line. Where is the part about (insert missing piece here)?" And Heather agrees. Adam Pascal = Delicious Hunk of Man-Candy. Oh, yeah.

After that we picked up Pax, grabbed a quick bite (of dinner, not of Pax), ran home to freshen up, took Pax to Mom's, then we went out to The Anchor. Met up with E, Felix, and Brian. For some reason the boys didn't want to stay there so we went to Kelly's and called Jes to meet us there instead.

We drank, we talked, E bit some guy. We had a groping good time... Here is me with the girls (Me, Jes, Heather, E).

After the bar we got something to eat at Denny's. Can anyone explain why Denny's is so good at 2am and it sucks at any other time of the day? Anywhoo... After that it was back to the cars and home to sleep.

I had a seriously entertaining dream due to RENT and the alcohol. I really wish I could share but from here on out my attorney has advised me against posting anything about certain people. I will respect that until it is all over.

The Year 2005

2005-12-30T08:21:00.000-06:00

It is that time of year again when one reflects all that has happened the past 525,600 minutes.

2005 was a year of change for me. Big challenges, heartache, and happiness.

Thinking back, I can barely believe it has only been a year.

Surrogacy:
I got pregnant with Oscar and Elinor on 1/27 - the day after my 23rd birthday. Then it was on to ultrasounds and a lot of tears - of joy, sadness, frustration. But I wouldn't trade any of it. I learned so much about myself. I learned that I am stronger and more determined and dedicated than I ever imagined. I gave a wonderful start to two beautiful, healthy, loved little kids. I turned a couple into a family. And added all of them to my own.

Most people say that surrogacy is a completely selfless act. I disagree. I love the fact that I have all 3 of my IFs in my life. I love seeing photos of all 3 of my surrokids. And I love the dead-tired voices on the other end of the phone and the random, I've-got-about-4-minutes-before-I-have-to-parent emails. I am proud of being able to do what so few women can. There is some innate part of myself that wants to give - and give in a big way. That piece of me would not be happy and content if I had not done this.

Friendship:
A couple months ago, I took a huge step. I swallowed my pride, and my fear, and I chose to trust someone completely. It has been years since I have done that. Al destroyed my sense of security five years ago. I lied to people to protect him and when the walls started falling in around me, he stood outside and watched. I learned that it was better to never trust anyone too much than to hurt like that ever again. How does that Melissa Etheridge song go... "I wanna know where I failed, I wanna know where I sinned. 'Cuz I don't wanna ever feel this way again." That is basically the crux of it. I had wanted for such a long time to open up completely to this person but my own brainwashing wouldn't allow me to. Finally, one day I got a grip on myself and did it. I told her everything. She said she understood. That I just wasn't ready until then and that was okay with her.

To clarify: I don't lie to anyone. It is more of a comfort-level thing. I don't display my insecurities and fears for everyone to see.

Heather- I will always be thankful that you are my friend. You have inspired me to be a better person. You have shown me what true courage is. You make me laugh and you are there when I need to cry or vent or just make really horrible comments about people just to get them off my chest so I can move past it and you never hold it against me. You are happy with me when good things happen and you are strong for me when I feel weak. You understand how hard the single mom thing can be, but also how rewarding. You know that one of the greatest gifts that can ever be given is simply the gift of time. You understand that change is inevitable and that it isn't a bad thing - change means progress, learning, seeing things through different eyes, new experiences. The first step in trusting someone was the hardest. Thank you for handling it with such grace. You made me feel much more willing to trust other people in the future - and if they turn out to be asshats, at least I'll still have you! I love you, Heather.

This year I have also made new friends and reconnected with old ones. All of whom I am grateful for. Some I know in person and some only through the words they type or the sound of their voices. But each one has touched me in some way. Thank you all for caring and being there. For laughing with me and for dealing with me when I'm being a miserable wench. For dragging my ass off the sofa when I'm feeling down, for knowing when to listen and when to offer advice. My hat is off to each of you.

On to one of the year's touchiest of subjects... Al:

I have often said that I refuse to regret anything. I can make mistakes - but I choose to learn from them, not regret them. And I mean it.

However court goes, however this all ends... I choose to be thankful. I am thankful that I met Al, and that he gave me our daughter. I am thankful for the time we spent together this year, that he answered many of my questions. Much of the hurt I once felt over the whole situation has been nullified now that I know he cares about us. Somehow, just knowing that, hearing it in his own words - his voice, coming from his mouth - is enough. My anger is mostly vanquished. I still have my moments, but I just remind myself that he is doing what he thinks is best for Pax - even if I disagree 100%. He loves her (Pax). He cares about me. He wants what is best for both of us. That is all that matters any more. He knows he is welcome in my home. And he will come in his own time. For now, I will be glad for having had one last night with him.

grins stupidly

2005-12-29T08:57:00.000-06:00

Isn't it a lovely day???

What Else?

2005-12-28T20:26:00.000-06:00

What else can go poorly today?

Pax woke up at 6am puking her guts out. We all know how well I handle those situations.

She cried the whole way to and from Grandpa's house (I had to go set breakfast out and take the paper in, etc). It made me feel terrible because all she wanted to do was lay down and I had to be mean and make her get up.

Heather was having a shitty day - and when you're friends with someone you share that shittiness. She and I need a vacation. And sex. Lots of fun vacation sex.

Pax got to feeling a little better during the day and went to my Mom's for the evening so I could get some errands done. One of those errands was to buy a new bra. I love bra shopping. At the mall. Don't I? I digress. I went into VS and asked for a couple different styles in my size. When she handed me one, it looked huge. She saw me check the tag and I said that it looked kinda big. She silently agreed and offered to do a bra fitting. I agreed, because, honestly, who is going to turn down a cute chick asking to touch your tits? Kidding... Kinda. Truthfully, I was there because the bras I own were not fitting quite right since I had the kids. I thought they were problematic because my mother does not understand that you need to HAND wash braziers - and she was doing my laundry while I was on bedrest. Well, no, as it turns out, my boobies shrank. A full cup size. I didn't have much to work with in the first place, dammit! I mean, they have been looking cute and perky lately, but still, dammit!

Then, to cheer myself up, I decided to check out the sales at LaneBryant. I love shopping there. The sales rock, the staff is awesome, and no one bugs you 15 times when you stand in the fitting room and stare at your ass in the big mirror for 30 minutes (my ass looks good in their jeans). Anyway, as it turns out... If I lose another 10ish pounds - I can kiss shopping there goodbye. *sigh* Can I just go nekkid from here on out?

Now, for the record, I am an obsessive station changer when listening to the radio. I hate listening to the advertisments. On the way to the mall, and then again as soon as I got into the car when leaving the mall I heard the very beginning of this song (I promptly changed the station). I have heard it in it's entirety once. Having looked it up to blog it, I now see it isn't as "bad" as I had originally thought, but I can't seem to find the right words to express how this song made me feel without making myself out to be a total bitch. I'll just say that I saw too much of me in the first couple verses and I didn't like how I thought it ended. *sigh* I'd prefer never to hear the damn song again because..... Well, I don't feel like getting into that right now, maybe tomorrow.

Edited For Adult Content.

Anyway, tomorrow seems to be looking pretty good so I'll quit bitching. I have plans to go to a bar with some friends. E just called and she thinks she is feeling healthy enough. Heather will be there. Felix, too. Maybe some others. And I'm really looking forward to the shots in the chocolate shot glasses. Mmm...

Pop Quiz

2005-12-28T18:21:00.000-06:00

The Sorcerer / Sorceress: In the middle ages
sorcerers were regarded highly as wise and as a
result they usually found themselves as the
king or queen's most trusted advisor. As a
sorceress you most likely are gifted with
artistic talent and are an exceptionally
perceptive, persuasive, and creative
individual. At your worst however you can be
manipulative, elitist, and have a high and
mighty sort of nature.

Who would you have been in the middle ages?

Rogue -- Aha, we have a mischievous thief on our
hands! You're a rogue who steals, murders,
schemes, and plots to achieve your ends. You
believe that you are above the law and can do
what you please. Be careful that you don't get
caught by more noble people whilst committing
your treacherous deeds.

What type of warrior are you?

The Achluomancer

What type of magic do you wield?

Nice...

2005-12-27T06:11:00.000-06:00

This long weekend has been so lovely. It's been so relaxing and laid back. Nice...

Pax doesn't have school this week which means no having to get Grandpa out of the house. Also very nice.

And, yes, even though I have been up since 10 til 5 this morning, I am still in a good mood. I was woken up by a text message from T-Mobile saying I had been sent a picture message (my phone is ancient and doesn't have photo capabilities). You would think that with today's technology that I could have gotten that text yesterday evening when the pic was first sent, but noooo.... However, I was so excited that I actually got to see it, that I won't complain. Even if I did wake up 3 hours early.

I've been battling a little insomnia lately, anyway. But it hasn't been bothering me like it did when I was pregnant.

Everyone send healthy thoughts to E... We made plans for Thursday and I'd actually like to make sure she goes...

Gryphon

2005-12-26T16:34:00.000-06:00

GRYPHON

You are the gryphon! A
gryphon is a large creature that is half lion
and half eagle with immense feathery wings. A
gryphon is very fierce and loyal; however, a
gryphon also symbolizes independence and
freedom. The gryphon is actually multi-facted.
The lion half represents ultimate courage,
honor, and loyalty. The eagle half stands for
independence, freedom, and justice.

Which mythical creature resides in your soul?

Ditch the Scale.

2005-12-26T16:28:00.000-06:00

Ditch the Scale. THIS Counts More

Ditch the scale. Forget the BMI. There's a new measurement that is the best predictor of a future heart attack: your waist-to-hip ratio. More telling than the number of pounds you carry is how you carry them. People who have well-toned hips and a trim waist are far less likely to have a heart attack than those with the opposite body shape, The Associated Press reports of a study of thousands of people in Europe, Asia, Africa and the Americas conducted by researchers at McMaster University in Hamilton, Ontario.

That means your waist-to-hip ratio is a far better predictor of a heart attack than other, more traditional methods, such as weight or body mass index, which don't account for a person's body fat or muscle. After all, a beefy football player and a lazy couch potato could have the same BMIs. The researchers found that the waist-to-hip ratio was three times more strongly associated with the risk of heart attacks than BMI.

Led by Dr. Salim Yusuf, the Interheart study team reviewed data on 27,098 people around the world, including 12,461 who had suffered a heart attack. They found that the risk of having a heart attack rose progressively as the ratio of waist size increased in proportion to hip circumference, reports AP. Why a small waist and larger hips protect against a heart attack is not clear, but hormones and the difference in the type of fat composition in the two areas likely play a role.

How do you compute your waist-to-hip ratio? Use a measuring tape to determine your waist and hip measurements. Measure your hip circumference at it's widest part, and measure your waist circumference at the belly button or just above it. Pull out your calculator and divide the waist circumference by the hip circumference or use an online waist-to-hip ratio calculator to run the numbers. An online calculator is available here: http://www.bmi-calculator.net/waist-to-hip-ratio-calculator/

What is the ideal waist-to-hip ratio? Women should aim for 0.85 or lower, while men should aspire to 0.90 or lower. Higher numbers represent a higher heart attack risk. So what can you do to protect yourself from a heart attack? Lose the tummy fat and increase your hip size by increasing muscle mass or redistributing fat. Do note that a waist circumference of over 35 inches in women and over 40 inches in men may increase your heart attack risk because of the way the fat is distributed. The study findings were reported in The Lancet medical journal.

Oy.

2005-12-24T15:08:00.000-06:00

I haven't had that much to drink in a very, very, very long time.

About 7pm Paxy and I headed out to the cabin. Gave Mike his gift, which he loved (you didn't believe me, did you?). Sat and talked to Mom for a bit while my aunt Pam (Michael's mama) and her steel drum ensemble, The Potter's Pans, played. Had some delicious Sangria.

I took a couple pics of Pax and Michael.

Here are their mean faces:

And happy:

Around 9ish I decided to head out so I rang Felix. Met up with him and his homeboys at Old Chicago down in OldTown. Had a drink with them there and then we all walked down to Kelly's. I ordered a shot of Bacardi, I paid for a shot of Bacardi - I think I actually got a double. After we finished those drinks we walked down to Barleycorn's but they had a very loud, very not-good band and had a cover charge. We decided to skip it. So we headed out to Mike's party (when I went to leave he said, "Stay!" Told him I had plans with friends and he said, "Well, bring them here! Just come back!" They were bringing in another band and there was plenty of free booze, so...).

We talked Matt into driving since he can't drink. Got back to the cabin. The band was apparently a Bluegrass Rock band. Interesting, but quite odd. The Sangria was pretty much gone (I found the 1/2 glass I'd left earlier and siphoned another 1/2 from the bottom of the bowl - it was really good, dammit!). There was, however, plenty of whisky. Felix and I did a shot and it put me well over the top. 4 drinks and I can still drive. I'd had 6 or 7 by that time. So I was feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. I could still walk almost by myself. But I guess that is what you take 2 Marines and a designated driver along for. Had Felix take a couple photos of me with Michael and a few of the rest of us - I think we have to wait for those until he goes back to school next week. I will have to get a bit creative with the cropping on a couple due to Matt's strategic hand placement.

*Ahem*

Anyway, after a couple hours there I said my goodbyes to Mike and we headed out. Felix got me home and Matt took me to get my car this morning. Er, afternoon. What nice boys.

Again, I had a really good time. And now I think I'm gonna go take a nappy.

My Day

2005-12-23T16:52:00.000-06:00

My aunt didn't have to work today so I got the day off from taking care of Grandpa. I've been running around like mad since I woke up. My house got totally trashed this week since we never seemed to be home long enough to do anything.

I've done most of the laundry, changed the cat litter, cleaned up the cat's water which it dumped just for me, reassembled the laundry cart which the cat destroyed one day while we were gone, took out the trash, did the dishes, made lunch, washed the kid, washed myself, went to a bookstore on the other side of town because I did not believe the woman who worked there when she told me that they show one copy of the book I wanted in stock but she couldn't find it (I think she was a little bitter that I sent her to look for a copy of the book Cunt), bought the book (see,I told ya), drove back home, picked up UPS packages from the neighbor, let Pax open the packages (very awesome first IF strikes again), cleaned up the mess made by opening those packages, took the boxes to the trash, checked email to see what kind of baby friend is having (a blue one or a pink one), read blogs and did a quiz, called Felix to see if we are still on for tonight, called Mom to see if she will keep Pax overnight so I only have to worry about getting myself home, charged cell phone so Heather can call in case she wants to join us later, wrapped book and written card for Michael (yes, I bought a copy of Cunt for a boy - most boys like Cunts, afterall), dried one last load of laundry so that the only pair of jeans I own which don't a) fall off or b) bear anal cleavage (which is, by the way, illegal in Florida) will be clean for Mike's party and going to the bar, and blogged.

Up next: Sweep up the broken bowl that Pax JUST dropped, make dinner, get changed, brush hair, make child presentable, locate child's socks, put socks on child's feet, tell child 4 times to get shoes on, shut off teevee, tell child to focus and get shoes on for the 5th time, tie child's shoes, go to Michael's going-away party at the cabin, have a drink in front of family members (eek, scary), introduce myself to at least one person I do not know, leave child with Mom, leave party, meet up with Felix and whoever else, remind friends to take care of me because I am ovulating and the male 1/2 of the species is looking very tempting today, have more drinks, stay out late, go home (alone), and sleep in.

7 Deadly Sins

2005-12-23T15:18:00.000-06:00

Damn that sex drive... Ah, well... At least if I have to go to Purgatory then I'll have some fond memories to reflect upon.

Greed:	Low
Gluttony:	Low
Wrath:	Low
Sloth:	Low
Envy:	Very Low
Lust:	High
Pride:	Very Low

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Decisions, Decisions...

2005-12-23T11:55:00.000-06:00

I just received a very generous gift certificate to Yarn Market from my very awesome first IF and surrokid. There is so much that I want... I don't even know where to begin! What a lovely little predicament...

Thank you! And Happy Holidays!

Boozin' Buddies

2005-12-22T17:42:00.000-06:00

I had a really great time last night. Good people, good conversation, good drinks - I thoroughly enjoyed my pretty little self.

I met up with Felix at the Vagabond. We had a few drinks (their Midori Sours far surpass the quality of their chai tea lattes, FYI). We sat at the bar and chatted, catching up on old times and doing our duty by discussing everyone we used to know in high school. Around 10:15ish I called my mom and she said Pax was already asleep so no need to come get her right away. So we decided to go meet up with a couple of his friends at another bar down the road. On the way out I stopped at the end of the bar and said hello to my old buddy Jack. He'd been watching a movie and hadn't seen me. I haven't seen him in months so it was nice to be able to say hello.

Felix and I then left for Kelly's. Met up with a couple of his friends there. They were cool. There are photos of the dubious debauchery which occurred. I assume they will find their way to the internet eventually.

After about an hour there I had to leave to go get the kid. But I had a really good time. It was really nice to be a non-parental grown-up for a while. I don't get to do that often.