I remember more from my six years in elementary school than I do the past...eight years of my life.
Those years were, believe it or not, some of the best years of my life. Family aside, I felt like I was on top of the world some days. My head was on straight, and I had direction in my life. As much direction as an eight or nine year old could have.
It is rare that one ends up working where he or she grew up. Most people move on to bigger and better things several thousands of miles away. I came back. And by being back, I run into familiar faces on occasion.
The other day, I ran into one of the librarians from my elementary school. She looked exactly the same...actually, younger because her hair was dyed. But aside from the colored hair, she was exactly how I remembered her to be. Now before you go on calling me out and saying I was born a nerd who spent countless hours at the library, keep in mind that in grade school library time was shared equally amongst all the classrooms. Noone was allowed to venture into the library on their own.
I remember the red light, green light discipline program. I remember paying several tributes to the "thinking mat" in kindergarten. I remember not being allowed to recess because I was actively participating in a spit wad fight during lunch. The spit wads were laced with mashed potatoes. I remember playing wall ball with the boys during recess. I remember getting chocolate milk every lunch. I remember the name posters we had in 5th grade. I remember choir concerts and the choir teacher. I remember each of the PE coaches, and all the 1st place ribbons I won on Field Days. I remember my principal. I remember the STOP students opening the doors for the carpool lane. I remember the King Tut project we did in PACE. I remember the pencil machine and spending (wasting) quarters on it every morning.
You would not believe how many more things I remember...
3.27.2008
bless me.
Ever since I can remember, I have always been taught to say "bless you" when someone sneezes. Why I deemed it necessary to bless myself, I do not know, but I do. Whenever I sneeze, I immediately say, "bless me." I do so self-consciously and do not even realize it. Maybe I do it just it case noone else blesses me...
3.24.2008
Airborne, schmair-borne.
And how many times have you heard me say Airborne is nothing but a high concentration of Vitamin C and other nutrients packed into a soluable tablet? Now you can read it for yourself. (Damn, maybe I do have a future as a pharmacist...)
My family swears by it, so I must say I have been guilty of taking it. And for a split second, I may have supported the product, as it seemed to have prevented me from getting sick before and after Vegas. But I have always had my doubts. I have my doubts about 75% of the OTC products. Nowadays it is all a marketing ploy. Airborne did a great selling its product, but now it is your turn to get a refund on your fizzy elixir.
But hey, whatever works, right?
My family swears by it, so I must say I have been guilty of taking it. And for a split second, I may have supported the product, as it seemed to have prevented me from getting sick before and after Vegas. But I have always had my doubts. I have my doubts about 75% of the OTC products. Nowadays it is all a marketing ploy. Airborne did a great selling its product, but now it is your turn to get a refund on your fizzy elixir.
But hey, whatever works, right?
3.21.2008
random madness.
I have new upstairs neighbors (the young couple that made banging noises all the time moved out - yay!). It smells like curry. Guess what nationality they are.
Where you drunk? High? Cracked out? What made you think of me?
Holy it feels good to work out regularly again. I practically live out of my duffle bag now with a change of three outfits packed - work clothes #1, work clothes #2, and workOUT clothes. And then there are the three pairs of shoes...
Sometimes I feel like lists consume me. They tell me what to do and when to do it. Yet, I feel somewhat lost without them.
My boss tried convincing us that she had "soul" by telling us she watched America's Best Dance Crew. Ever since then, I have been hooked. Watching JabbaWockeez and Kaba battle it out was sad. It should have been Jabba vs Kaba in the end.
An advantage to working at the pharmacy is the unlimited supply of drugs available. After an hour of uncontrollable sneezing, the pharmacist handed over a Zyrtec D. Thanks. I wonder if I start yelling out random obscenities if he will hand over a Zyprexa. Or how about if I complain of a short attention span. Adderall, anyone?
I finally went to see an orthopedic about my knee. I have a feeling my pain/discomfort will go undiagnosed. Is a peace of mind worth $279?
And last, but certainly NOT least...IT'S BRACKET TIME! This is like my Christmas...except minus Santa Clause and all the presents. Okay, so it is nothing like Christmas. It is actually better because it is 2+ weeks of intense madness and excitement.
Where you drunk? High? Cracked out? What made you think of me?
Holy it feels good to work out regularly again. I practically live out of my duffle bag now with a change of three outfits packed - work clothes #1, work clothes #2, and workOUT clothes. And then there are the three pairs of shoes...
Sometimes I feel like lists consume me. They tell me what to do and when to do it. Yet, I feel somewhat lost without them.
My boss tried convincing us that she had "soul" by telling us she watched America's Best Dance Crew. Ever since then, I have been hooked. Watching JabbaWockeez and Kaba battle it out was sad. It should have been Jabba vs Kaba in the end.
An advantage to working at the pharmacy is the unlimited supply of drugs available. After an hour of uncontrollable sneezing, the pharmacist handed over a Zyrtec D. Thanks. I wonder if I start yelling out random obscenities if he will hand over a Zyprexa. Or how about if I complain of a short attention span. Adderall, anyone?
I finally went to see an orthopedic about my knee. I have a feeling my pain/discomfort will go undiagnosed. Is a peace of mind worth $279?
And last, but certainly NOT least...IT'S BRACKET TIME! This is like my Christmas...except minus Santa Clause and all the presents. Okay, so it is nothing like Christmas. It is actually better because it is 2+ weeks of intense madness and excitement.
3.14.2008
Friday Five.
BIG TROUBLE
1. What were the events that led to your being in the most trouble with your parents ever? I believe the cops showing up at my front door pretty much did me in.
2. What happened when you received your worst childhood physical injury? A girl named Samantha threw a combination lock at my forehead.
3. What was the worst trouble you ever got into in school? I got caught cheating on an exam.
4. What kind of trouble have you been in at work? I got caught on AIM.
5. How do you usually deal with the knowledge that you’re about to be in big trouble? I freak out and start brainstorming justifications/lies to cover my ass.
1. What were the events that led to your being in the most trouble with your parents ever? I believe the cops showing up at my front door pretty much did me in.
2. What happened when you received your worst childhood physical injury? A girl named Samantha threw a combination lock at my forehead.
3. What was the worst trouble you ever got into in school? I got caught cheating on an exam.
4. What kind of trouble have you been in at work? I got caught on AIM.
5. How do you usually deal with the knowledge that you’re about to be in big trouble? I freak out and start brainstorming justifications/lies to cover my ass.
3.13.2008
miss you, too.
xxxxx: Hey...i know it's been too long. Are you still here? Your message says you're working out??? I miss you from the old days...but i don't even know what that means!!!
xxxxx: I have been gone and alone for so long!!!
xxxxx: I quit everything and have been doing music for such a long time!!! I still miss you though...if you're still around i want you to come out so i can meet up with you!!!
...I miss you, too.
xxxxx: I have been gone and alone for so long!!!
xxxxx: I quit everything and have been doing music for such a long time!!! I still miss you though...if you're still around i want you to come out so i can meet up with you!!!
...I miss you, too.
3.11.2008
10 favorite drinks.
1. Corona Extra with lime
2. Crown and Coke
3. Grande Vanilla No Room Americano (from Starbucks)
4. Half and Half Iced Tea (from Chicken Express)
5. Long Island Iced Tea
6. Thai Iced Tea
7. Andy Worhol from PC Wave (from back in the day...)
8. Peach Fruit Smoothie (from Sonic)
9. Hot Chocolate
10. Peach Iced Tea (from Olive Garden)
...in no particular order.
*pictured above is one of the best pina coladas I have ever had (compliments of Margaritaville in Vegas), accompanied by a mango margarita, which was also quite delicious.
3.10.2008
new kicks.
As if there were not enough shoes invading the doorway of my apartment. Now I have two more pairs to add to the mess...
Not quite sure why I bought these. They will probably get as much wear as my other pair of Chucks, which is about once every couple of weeks. Never a big fan of the laceless ones, something about this design made me want to buy them.
You want to see the receipt for proof of purchase, don't you? Ha. These shoes were bought under the influence of my sister, as she bought a brown pair. I have a weakness for Aldo shoes and thought maybe I could wear these at work? Who am I kidding, these will probably get less action than the Chucks.
Not quite sure why I bought these. They will probably get as much wear as my other pair of Chucks, which is about once every couple of weeks. Never a big fan of the laceless ones, something about this design made me want to buy them.
You want to see the receipt for proof of purchase, don't you? Ha. These shoes were bought under the influence of my sister, as she bought a brown pair. I have a weakness for Aldo shoes and thought maybe I could wear these at work? Who am I kidding, these will probably get less action than the Chucks.
make the smell go away!
One of my insecurities/fears is driving other people's cars when their car is bigger than mine. Though I did not overcome my fear, I did feel a little more comfortable driving a larger, brand new car down 121. Who the hell am I kidding. I was scared shitless, but fortunately made it to our destination safely. Next time I am going to make sure I have 12 beers instead of 2.
The real world is currently stressing me out like no other. Monetary issues, job #1 issues, job #2 issues, added responsibilities.
My DVR is back up to over 70% full. A week behind in General Hospital and several weeks behind in other shows, I fear I may not be able to catch up until my workload slows down.
Am I being punished for being patient? Sometimes I feel like I am.
I do not know who frustrates me more...the Dallas Cowboys or the damn Dallas Mavericks. Jason Kidd, you better win us a championship before your I-wish-I-was-more-black hair turns grey!
Who has never eaten hot fries until their stomach hurt? Remember Andy's Capps Hot Fries? Lately, I have been bringing hot fries back in style - eating bags at a time, in one day. Damn, those are the shit - flaming shits, that is. Best snack ever!
Ever feel like someone is eating all your pens at work? Work in a retail setting where you go through boxes of pens at a time? Having trouble keeping track of your favorite pen? Ask me about my new invention. Co-workers call it The White-Trash Pen. Brainstorming of product name will continue if I have hopes of ever marketing the item.
My latest bruise. No, it is not on my butt. Yes, it consumes over a quarter of the surface of my thigh. No, I do not remember how it happened. This is what it looks like...SEVEN days later...
My alcoholic behavior finally got the best of me. Now I can only hope to rectify any situations that may result from the evening.
As much as I thoroughly enjoy fondue, I cannot stand the smell that permeates through all my clothes and hair. I must say I despise it more than the post-pho smell. Two hours after leaving Melting Pot and two showers later, I still smell like oil and cheese. Ack.
The real world is currently stressing me out like no other. Monetary issues, job #1 issues, job #2 issues, added responsibilities.
My DVR is back up to over 70% full. A week behind in General Hospital and several weeks behind in other shows, I fear I may not be able to catch up until my workload slows down.
Am I being punished for being patient? Sometimes I feel like I am.
I do not know who frustrates me more...the Dallas Cowboys or the damn Dallas Mavericks. Jason Kidd, you better win us a championship before your I-wish-I-was-more-black hair turns grey!
Who has never eaten hot fries until their stomach hurt? Remember Andy's Capps Hot Fries? Lately, I have been bringing hot fries back in style - eating bags at a time, in one day. Damn, those are the shit - flaming shits, that is. Best snack ever!
Ever feel like someone is eating all your pens at work? Work in a retail setting where you go through boxes of pens at a time? Having trouble keeping track of your favorite pen? Ask me about my new invention. Co-workers call it The White-Trash Pen. Brainstorming of product name will continue if I have hopes of ever marketing the item.
My latest bruise. No, it is not on my butt. Yes, it consumes over a quarter of the surface of my thigh. No, I do not remember how it happened. This is what it looks like...SEVEN days later...
My alcoholic behavior finally got the best of me. Now I can only hope to rectify any situations that may result from the evening.
As much as I thoroughly enjoy fondue, I cannot stand the smell that permeates through all my clothes and hair. I must say I despise it more than the post-pho smell. Two hours after leaving Melting Pot and two showers later, I still smell like oil and cheese. Ack.
3.06.2008
3.05.2008
will work for food.
Sometimes I feel like I really do work for food. My extra paychecks help to subsidize my voracious appetite. I ate two hours worth of work today for lunch.
Highly reviewed by D Magazine this past February, and absolutely adored by some that I know, Sea Breeze was a restaurant that has been on my mind for the past few months. I finally had the opportunity to sit down for good eating before work today, and I must say it was one of the best lunches ever. (Not to mention one of the most expensive lunches ever...)
Known for their Traditional New England Toasted Lobster Roll, I had no reservations as to what to order. The $13.95 roll was delicious. The lobster was perfectly sized into the New England-style buns. Though the roll, along with the side of fries, probably could have been enough to satisfy my visit, I could not leave without trying their crab cakes.
A big fan of crab cakes, I have only found one true favorite: Houston's. Sea Breeze definitely comes in a close second. What I liked most about the crab cake was that it was served on a bed of greens with balsamic vinagarette. It was heaven. And, believe it or not, the heavenly taste only cost $5.95, which I thought was quite the steal.
Maybe next time I will try their Gumbo or Clam Chowder.
Highly reviewed by D Magazine this past February, and absolutely adored by some that I know, Sea Breeze was a restaurant that has been on my mind for the past few months. I finally had the opportunity to sit down for good eating before work today, and I must say it was one of the best lunches ever. (Not to mention one of the most expensive lunches ever...)
Known for their Traditional New England Toasted Lobster Roll, I had no reservations as to what to order. The $13.95 roll was delicious. The lobster was perfectly sized into the New England-style buns. Though the roll, along with the side of fries, probably could have been enough to satisfy my visit, I could not leave without trying their crab cakes.
A big fan of crab cakes, I have only found one true favorite: Houston's. Sea Breeze definitely comes in a close second. What I liked most about the crab cake was that it was served on a bed of greens with balsamic vinagarette. It was heaven. And, believe it or not, the heavenly taste only cost $5.95, which I thought was quite the steal.
Maybe next time I will try their Gumbo or Clam Chowder.
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