One of my favorite things to do, is sit in the garage and play with Leroy.
He plays with this little Flounder fish all the time.
The other day I had music playing while I was in there. When I looked over at him, he was DANCING!! RM#2 would be so proud of his little boy.
It’s Friiiiiiiiday! Woot Woot. I’m beyond excited because I’m on vacation for the next nine days. Yaaaaaaay!!
About a week ago, I got a call from Squid asking if I wanted to go see a taping of The Tonight Show before Leno was gone. I made all the necessary arrangements, invited another friend, and off we went.
As we walked in, they handed out numbers. Wouldn’t it figure I would be given this one…
Once inside, you weren’t allowed to have your phones out. However, with the help of a sneaky friend I brought along, we got this before it all started….
The guests were Blake Shelton (country singer) and Kathy Lee and Hoda (from the TODAY morning show), and the musical guest (that we sat RIGHT IN FRONT OF), was Imelda May. I had never heard of her before this, but she’s amazing. Great set of pipes.
If you watch The Tonight Show regularly, you’d know about Jay’s Smart Cat. I don’t think I need to tell you who’s cat that is, do I? ;-)
It was totally worth it to take the afternoon off work to see this. Leno was hilarious. I’ve heard many people over the years talk about how nice of a guy he actually is in person, and he did NOT disappoint.
Plus, he’s a car guy. How bad can he really be?
We’ll miss you, Jay!
Hi Y’all. Happy Thursday.
I have two very awesome videos to share with you, but unfortunately, you’ll have to click these links to see them. They are two of our newest commercials. (Be warned, you might need to wait for them to load - depending on your internet speed.)
Go ahead. I’ll wait….
Opinions? Thoughts?
I was at the bank the other day, and one of the tellers was trying to convince me that it's impossible to train a cat to do anything. Sometimes I just want to slap people who don't use intelligence.
Perhaps maybe I should have referenced these videos?
What jobs have you had?
Towards the end of my Junior year of high school, my parents thought it best if I started to show some responsibility, and told me I needed to get a job. One of my guy friends in high school, worked at the local drugstore (Thrifty’s), and suggested that I go in and flirt with the store manager. He was certain I would get hired. So I went in, he asked me to pick up a case of beer and carry it to the front door. When I did, he hired me on the spot. Was the easiest job interview I ever had to do. I ended up working there for two years before up and moving to Texas.
When I lived in Texas, I worked for a few different drugstores (Eckerds, Walgreens) since that’s what my experience was. I wasn’t about to start over in Fast Food. No way. The Ex allowed me to stop working when we got pregnant, and I didn’t have to work again until we moved back to Cali. My stay-at-home-and-raise-kids-gig, was awesome.
When The Ex and I moved back to California, I needed to go back to work. Since I was most comfortable with the drugstore scene, that’s where I went. In fact, I went back to the same store I worked at in high school. They immediately transferred me to a different store closer to my house, and made me an Assistant Manager. We eventually merged with Rite Aid, and that transition was a tough one. Changing EVERYTHING to say Rite Aid was no easy chore. Rearrangements happened almost overnight. It was actually weeks, but it seemed like overnight. I worked there for a few years until I got a position at the rival high school from where The Ex was teaching.
Working at the high school was strange. Parents have unrealistic expectations about what THEIR role is vs. a teachers role, in the upbringing of a child. And most parents, shouldn’t be parents. There. I said it. The job was easy. Way too easy for me. But, I spent six years doing it because the money was good. For what I did. Plus, The Ex worked at the rival high school so we would go to ALL the events together and sit on opposite sides. The rivalry was great between us. It was fun. We never let it get out of hand. We knew control when it came to that.
Know what my favorite thing about working at that high school was? The Auto Shop teacher. He ended up changing my life. ;-)
When I left the high school, I was lucky enough to stumble onto the job I have now. It’s an amazing job that tests my limits every single day. As much as I bitch about some of the people, I still love my job.
A few years ago, I was offered a job with the Richard Petty Driving Experience team. They flew me to Phoenix, I spent the weekend working at the track with the cars, and flew home on Sunday. Was a great gig. Just not for me. I didn’t want to make my hobby, my job, so I quit.
What was your first paid job?
My mom was the Director of Personnel for one of the school districts not too far from where we lived, so when it became necessary for me to have a summer job (after summer school, of course), she worked her magic and got me a position as a teachers aid working with special needs children under the age of six. I was 15, getting into trouble at school, and very impressionable.
There were eleven kids in this day care, and I was partially responsible for all of them from 8am – 2:00pm Monday through Friday. (From 2:30p – 5p I would work in my moms office doing misc. stuff for all her coworkers. I guess that was my second paying job.) We spent a lot of time doing projects focusing on motor skills and patience, but there were other fun activities we did like swimming, playing on fire trucks, and running at the park.
It was hard work. And I didn’t let anyone tell me different. I had a sense of accomplishment knowing I made a difference in the lives of these children every day. I’d get home from work every day at 6pm, and I would be asleep by 7:30p. My parents LOVED it.
So, if you think taking care of three kids by yourself is hard, try taking care of eleven with special needs. Then tell me your job is hard.
What activities did you participate in growing up?
When I was in elementary school, I can remember my love for basketball starting to grow. When I started the 7th grade, I begged my mom and stepdad to allow me to play for the school team. (I went to a Catholic school with 27 kids in my graduating class. Wasn’t like I was on the Varsity team in high school.) Unfortunately, my parents pulled me off the team shortly after I had joined because they were unhappy with my grades. :-(
When I started high school, I didn’t know anyone. I was a scared little 13 year old brat, who had come from a small school, and I knew nobody. My parents figured it would be less scary for me if they allowed me to play for the Freshman team. So, I attended tryouts the summer before my Freshman year. They had the three levels (Freshman, Junior Varsity, and Varsity) all playing together that summer, but I didn’t know that until the first day of school when I saw some of my new friends, and they were going into Senior classes. I just figured I had some pretty hard competition when it came to tryouts. And since I had tried so hard, and paid such close attention to the Varsity players (not knowing they were Varsity players), I was granted a position on the Freshman team.
That same year, I was part of the high school choir. We traveled to other schools and did competitions. We’d take field trips to retirement homes and sing to old people that couldn’t hear us. Often times I would be wandering across campus to my next class, and pass another choir member singing a song we were supposed to be learning. THOSE are the times I miss about high school.
Once I started my Sophomore year, basketball and choir took a backseat to the new social life I had created. I was ditching classes, my grades slipped, and my parents pulled me out of both. Sucky times.
My grades had fallen so low, that climbing back up, was even harder than the initial work I had to put into it. And since I didn’t want to work harder, I just skated through and kept my grades just above failing. I remember my dad being furious I was bringing home a D- in Science. His favorite subject, and I was just about to fail it.
Junior year was exactly the same. My social life was waaaaay more important than studying and passing classes, so again, there was no basketball or choir that year for me. Boys were the center of my universe, so it’s boys that became my extra curricular activity.
The summer before my Senior year, I was frustrated. I missed playing basketball, but wasn’t in a position where I could just jump onto the Varsity team. So, I went back and joined the choir again.
That saved my life.
I forced myself to keep my grades up, and I forced myself away from the social life disaster I had created. I sang again, and danced again, and made new friends that didn’t ditch classes. My parents were shocked I graduated, but with enough summer school classes, I did it. Barely.
Basketball. My least favorite sport to watch (besides hockey), but my favorite sport to play.
Every week, I read along as several of the bloggers I follow, play this game. Today, I decided I would play along. There’s a few “rules” you’re supposed to follow, but I’ve never really been one to follow those kinds of rules, so I’m just going to write.
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1.) When was the last time you were able to “unplug” or get away from technology for any length of time?
Hmmm. Summer of ‘12, when I was camping at Calico Ghost Town. No service there, so my phone spent most of its time in the camper. #WorthIt
2.) Which do you enjoy more: being indoors or out?
If it’s cold outside, definitely indoors. If the temps are 75*+, outdoors.
3.) Do you tend to prefer daylight or nighttime?
Depends on what I’m doing. If I’m driving, daylight. If I’m watching a scary movie, nighttime.
4.) Are you emotionally affected by rain/snow/inclement weather?
I never really used to think I was, but I am. Rain makes me feel gloomy. Wind makes me a little cranky. Snow…well, it makes me happy.
5.) If you could make it stay one season forever, would you? And if so, which one would you choose?
Summer. Summer is by far my favorite month. I love the heat. I love the sun. I love the skimpy clothes I can wear. Yes. Definitely Summer.
Maybe next week YOU will play along.
As the NASCAR season comes to a close, I’m reminded once again about empty Sunday’s. Time to find something to fill that time slot.
As much as I’d love to see Matt Kenseth beat Jimmie Johnson for the Cup win, I am just not optimistic it can happen. And for another year, I have to listen to friends that are fans of Jimmie, talk about the #6Pack that is Jimmie Johnson. Ugh.
It was a crazy year. We saw (I saw first hand) a wreck that put Denny Hamlin in the hospital, a different wreck that temporarily put Tony Stewart in a wheelchair and out for the rest of the season, fights between drivers and owners, fights between drivers, cheating, car manipulation, objects literally falling out of the sky and wrecking race cars, drivers suspended for drug use, and most recently, an MS diagnosis. What. A. Year.
Since Busch is mathematically out of it, I can only hope he finishes well enough to pull off a 2nd place Cup finish. That would be great, considering.
On to Homestead-Miami.
Grrrrrr. Today I’m frustrated, annoyed, irritated, upset, and a little angry.
I woke up 45 minutes before the alarm this morning, wide awake. I felt rested, and ready to take on the day. As I scanned through to check all the things on my phone that I check every morning (email, facebook, instagram, twitter, tmz…), a text came through. “Smile, your the first thing I think of when I wake up. :)” Despite the spelling error, it actually DID make me smile. It made my morning just a little better.
Between slow and stupid drivers, and kennel staff at my ranch that don’t know not to park in my spot, I was in irritation mode by the time I got to work. Sigh.
Know what made it even BETTER?? When I got into my office, there were four dogs (two of which shouldn’t have been in there), who had found it necessary to not only pee, but shit on the floor. So awesome, right?!? I immediately called Boss#2, who I know was responsible for this, and let her know how unhappy I was with her.
I hope your Tuesday is less shitty than mine.
“Your first love isn't always the first person you kiss, or the first person you date. Your first love is the person you will always compare everyone to. The person that you will never truly get over, even when you've convinced yourself you've moved on....”
A friend of mine posted that on Facebook today. Is it true?
For me, it is. Every single time I meet someone, I compare them. I don’t mean to do it, and I don’t want to do it, but I do. It’s just automatic. I can’t imagine how horrible it is for the guy, knowing that by the look on my face, I’m comparing him to another in the back of my mind.
It’s a true statement that you need to be fully over someone before you can move on. I totally get it. RM#1 reminds me often. This is the exact reason I haven’t jumped into another relationship. Although it’s been eight months, I’m just not ready. Not ready to replace the one I don’t want to forget. Not ready to come up with pet names for someone else. Not ready to fully give myself to someone that might not appreciate or deserve it. But one day….
In the meantime, I enjoy single life, I hang out with cool people, and I think about what will happen, instead of what might have been.
So does the statement above stand true for you?
Happy Friday.
“Back when that song was a song I could sing along without thinking ‘bout you every time it came on. Every beat, every line, every word, every time. When a road was a road I could roll on through without wishin’ that empty seat was you.
Money was gas, dreams were dust, love was fast, and we were us.”
“Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
Burning red.”
Did you guys catch the CMA Awards last night? It was, in my personal opinion, the best country awards show I’ve ever watched. Performances were flawless, the hosts were classy and funny, and there weren’t any stupid little teenage kids dancing with foam fingers. Perfect.
Opening act – Luke Bryan – sings That’s My Kind of Night. What is up with the glittery shirt? Last year it was glittery pants. Someone needs to tell him that he’s not a girl and cannot pull off wearing sequins. And he sounded really out of breath half way through the song, just in time for Florida Georgia Line to take over singing Cruise. What is it about the guy with the longer hair? I just can’t take him seriously. Up on stage, I don’t want to see someone constantly flipping their hair with their hands. It’s tacky looking. As far as performance value, it was great.
Brad. Carrie. H-I-L-A-R-I-O-U-S. Tastefully done. ♪♪ObamaCare by Morning♪♪ Hahahahahaha
Someone please tell me what the hell all the craze is with the Duck Dynasty guys. I.Don’t.Get.It.
Single of the Year – Florida Georgia Line - Cruise – Seriously. Someone please cut that guys hair.
Jason Aldean – performs Night Train on a mockup train car. FUCKING AWESOME. He killed it. Rocked it right to the end. Was amazing. I heart him. Can’t wait to see him at Stagecoach again.
Kacey Musgraves – performs Follow Your Arrow – I’m a fan of hers. She’s a new up and coming artist that I’ve listened to for months and months on XM, but this song is not my favorite. It’s eh.
Lady Antebellum – performs Compass – Perfect, as usual. I love them.
Song of the Year – Lee Brice – I Drive Your Truck – Awesome. Of the five songs nominated, I think the best song won. Yay.
Little Big Town – performs Sober – LOOOOOOVE. This is going to be a huge hit. I already love it. The message is true. We’ve all felt it. They’re so amazing. Their voices all go together so beautifully, it’s hard to not like them.
Vocal Duo of the Year – Florida Georgia Line – shocker! If you didn’t think they’d win this award, then you’re not paying attention to country radio.
Keith Urban and Miranda Lambert – perform We Were Us – this song has totally grown on me. And I’m REEEEEEALLY happy Miranda didn’t act like an idiot when she performed. And Keith – Mmmmmmm.
Taylor Swift – performs Red with a wall of fantastic performers. Wonderful performance. This song ALWAYS makes me cry, and this time was no exception.
Florida Georgia Line – performs Round Here. Fine. They did a great job.
Hunter Hayes & Jason Mraz – perform Everybody’s Got Somebody But Me – I don’t know who Jason Mraz is, and judging by his performance, I’m not missing much. He couldn’t keep up with the song. What kind of PROFESSIONAL performer can’t sing someone else’s song? Perhaps studying or listening to the song is too much for someone as famous as Jason? Ugh. Very disappointed with this performance.
New Artist of the Year – Kacey Musgraves – Wow. This shocked me. I didn’t think she was on the same playing field level as the other performers, but I guess she is. Or it was a fluke. We’ll see.
Eric Church – performs The Outsiders – my opinion on this song stands the same as it did the other day. It’s okay, until him and his guys break out into that crazy heavy metal guitar solo. I don’t turn this song off when it comes on the radio, but I will switch over to see what else is on (in case there’s a better song somewhere else). The crowd went wild, so I assume they all approve.
Music Video of the Year – Tim McGraw – The Highway Don’t Care – fantastic video. perfect decision.
The Band Perry – performs Don’t Let Me Be Lonely – Every song they release, I automatically love. And when they perform, I fall in love with them a more every time. They’re just awesome.
Album of the Year – Blake Shelton – This was a good decision. I’ve listened to all the albums that were nominated, and this one is definitely a great album. Worthy of the Album of the Year label.
Tim McGraw – performs Southern Girl – I still wonder what made him become so skinny. He almost looks sick. But, his voice is still great. He nailed it.
Blake Shelton – performs Mine Would Be You – Believe it or not, I held the tears back for this song. Granted, I had to get up and walk out of the room when he started to sing the final verse, but that’s just the way it is. For now.
The Pinnacle Award – given to Taylor Swift. She’s definitely the most gracious winner of ALL the artists. With the exception of maybe George Strait. ;-)
Carrie Underwood – performs a medley of her recent songs. Fab. Hit it spot on. She’s the ONLY female singer in country music today (and maybe Martina?), that can hit some of those amazing notes. And HOLD them. Just pure talent.
Vocal Group of the Year – Little Big Town – WOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOO!!!! I love that they are shown the appreciation that they deserve. Fantastic group of voices.
Alan Jackson & George Strait – perform an old George Jones classic He Stopped Lovin’ Her Today – and by far, the BEST PERFORMANCE OF THE ENTIRE NIGHT!! Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. Two of the greatest singers in country history, together, and the tears wouldn’t stop falling. I cried and cried, and then cried some more. Just amazing.
Zack Brown (with Dave Grohl) – performs Day for the Dead. Ugh. I don’t like Zack Brown, so naturally, I didn’t like this song. And I didn’t like the performance. But…..Dave Grohl ROCKED on the drums. He’s amazing, and I’ll always credit him as being one of the most talented.
Brad Paisley – performs The Mona Lisa – I am not a Brad Paisley fan, but he did just fine. I guess.
Kenny Rodgers – another one of my all time favorites. I can remember being six or seven, listening to Kenny in my stepdads truck on the way home from school. Even back THEN I knew good country music. Islands in the Stream – that’s all I need to say. :-)
Female Vocalist of the Year – Miranda Lambert – eh.
Luke Bryan – performs Drink A Beer. Okay, I’ve been pretty hard on Luke for the last few months because his songs are lame, and just, well, stupid. I’m happy to hear him finally come out with something that doesn’t involve strippers throwing money around.
Male Vocalist of the Year – Blake Shelton – deserving, I guess.
Entertainer of the Year – King.George.Strait. Yep. I balled my eyes out. It was like someone turned on the faucet full blast, and walked away. BEST.DECISION.EVER. I’m a little bummed I didn’t get to see his farewell tour before he retired, but I’m grateful I was able to see him twice before. George will always be my all time favorite country artist. And I have all the albums and box sets to prove it.
Still balling……
Happy Hump Day, Y’all! :-)
Today I decided I would write to individual people. Some won’t see it, but some will.
Dear Sis: You ran a half marathon. HALF MARATHON! Do you realize what I just said? M-A-R-A-T-H-O-N. 13.1 miles. That’s 13 miles more than I ran that day. I’m so proud of you. Your will to push through all the pain, inspires me. Next year, we’re running it together. I can’t wait.
Dear RM#1: I understand your OCD and constant need to have everything perfect and clean, but just once I’d like to leave a dish in the sink and not have you wash it before me. ;-)
Dear RM#2: I’m anxious for you to come back. When I heard you were coming back this month (two months early!!), I was shocked, yet happy. There are some manly things around the house that need to be done. Hurry home!
Dear Mom: I’m anxious and excited for your visit this month, but I wish you weren’t staying at the hotel across the street from Jeffy’s house.
Dear Squid: Get your shit together. Stop getting speeding tickets. It’s cutting into your extra spending for NASCAR races and Stagecoach.
Dear Boss#2: If you don’t stop losing your credit cards, I’m going to lose my mind. I can’t keep covering for you with Boss#1. Oh, and thanks for the surprise $100 bill. HELPFUL!
Dear Jeffy: I still think about you. A lot. When certain songs come on the radio, I’m forced to change the channel simply because I refuse to break down and cry for you anymore. And when David at work asks about you, he acknowledges the pain in my face. It’s a side of David you’d never believe existed. But it does.
Dear RJ: I wish you’d let ME teach you to drive. I’m a much better driver than your dad.
Dear Mitch: Whatever happens, happens. Be a man in either situation. Allow her to just be her, but don’t let her take advantage of you. Don’t push (unless it’s from behind). Don’t make her sad, but allow her to cry if she is.
Dear Stepdad: You better kick this Cancer bullshit. I won’t tolerate you letting Cancer beat you.
Dear Kyle Busch: It’s been a rough Chase, I get it, but keep your head up and take on Phoenix and Richmond like never before. It’s a big year for you. You’ve shown an incredible amount of restraint in a few situations that I’m aware of. I’ve done almost everything I can to recruit new KB fans. I’m still working on a few. #KBShow
Dear Matt Kenseth: Please beat Jimmie Johnson.
Have you guys heard this song? I can’t stop singing it. I’ve had it on repeat on my laptop for the last two days.
You were lyin' there with nothing on
But a goofy little grin and a platinum blonde
I can't believe you'd do that on our bed
I got a pistol and I got a bullet
And a pissed off finger just'a itchin' to pull it
The only thing keepin' me from losin' my head
Is I hate stripes and orange ain't my color
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight
I'll be wearin' one or the other
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
The only thing savin' your life
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
Woah, woah, woah
I could fall in love with the prison guard
I could sell cigarettes in the prison yard
Don't think hard time would be that hard on me
I could pick up trash on the side of the road
But I'd die if I saw someone I know
Ain't the chains, it's the clothes that's stoppin' me
I hate stripes and orange ain't my color
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight
I'll be wearin' one or the other
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
The only thing savin' your life
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
Oh, and one shot ain't worth a bad mugshot
God knows I wouldn't be caught holdin' up a number
While the whole town's starin' at the picture
In the paper of me wearin' stripes
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
The only thing savin' your life
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
And orange ain't my color
And if I squeeze that trigger tonight
I'll be wearin' one or the other
There's no crime of passion worth a crime of fashion
The only thing savin' your life
Is that I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes
“Problems are problem. We all make bad choices. Just some of us got different bad choices to make.”
-Tricia Miler
Caught this on TV the other day and loved it so much that I’m making it today’s song.
If only…..
Yeah, I still miss him. Don’t judge.
I was a fool to ever leave your side
Me minus you is such a lonely ride
That break-up we had has made me lonesome and sad
I realize I love you 'cuz I want you back, hey-hey
I spent the evening with the radio
Regret the moment that I let you go
Our quarrel was such a way of learning so much
I know now that I love you 'cuz I need your touch, hey-hey
CHORUS
Reunited and it feels so good
Reunited 'cuz we understood
There's one perfect fit and sugar this one is it
We both are so excited 'cuz we're reunited, hey-hey
I sat here starin' at the same old wall
Came back to life just when I got your call
I wished I could climb right through the telephone line
And give you what you want so you would still be mine, hey-hey
I can't go cheatin' honey, I can't play
I found it very hard to stay away
As we reminisce on precious moments like this
I'm glad we're back together 'cuz I missed your kiss, hey-hey
Repeat CHORUS
Oh
Lovin' lover this is solid love
And you're exactly what I'm dreamin' of
All through the day, and all through the night
I'll give you all the love I have with all my might, hey-hey
Repeat CHORUS
