Busy work week. So many teams, and guests, and requests. One night we got home and just slept in the living room.
Stuff went down on Wednesday:
The joys of the workplace:
This link has ugly language, I try to keep it PG-13 here, but I can't stop watching it. WHAAAAAAATTT??????
Dad-to-Be Reacts to news
Friday was our Thanksgiving lunch at work.
I tried Kool Aid Pie.
It was miraculous.
Saturday morning I woke up at 4:20am and could not go back to sleep. So I cleaned house, and caught up on my shows while eyeballing Scott to go mow the grass. I also cried and whined about how much washing, drying, and moisturizing the tattoo hurts. I mean like HURTS! I picked the worst place in the world aside from like an armpit or something. Right on the muscle, every move I make it pulls. The first tattoo in 2009 required almost zero aftercare, so I assumed they were all easy.
I was going to make this it's own blog, but it's really not that interesting.
Saturday we go to Lucky Village for lunch. I could just tell it was going to be an interesting day. When we walk in to be seated, the people ahead of us where asked "how many?", and the man of the group screeched something in an unknown language. They had 4. So we are seated, I order my water and his unsweet tea. I go to the sushi bar. Now here is my question. When you're in line at a buffet, if there is a person between you and the section you want, don't you just wait for them to pass it? I never cut in front, I just stand there and wait, even if I don't want what they are getting. There was this woman there who was cutting in front of everyone because "she has to GO", and even used a tong from a different kind of food to scoop where a man was already standing. Then her plate was so full she couldn't even close it, so she had some desserts in her HAND. I am poking along, getting my rice noodles and fake chicken when a tiny child who was with Screeching Man politely bumped me out of the way. Which brings me to another question. Is it not a rule that everyone goes in the same direction? Screeching Man and spawn were both going in the opposite direction so I backed up both times.
I get my food and sit. Homegirl forgot to bring me a straw. I just can't put my mouth on a restaurant cup. I know they are clean, and it isn't any different than putting their silverware in my mouth. Had to get a straw.
Then...this woman arrived. You can tell she is just street trash, but a wannabe Housewife of Atlanta. She came in, and asked to look at the buffet first. She had no idea how to walk in heels, and her eyelashes kept falling off. She said "it'll do". She fixed two plates, looked around at every person in the room, then took her fork to the waitress because, and I quote, "it has a spot on it". The waitress, who is my new best friend, threw it in the sink and gave that woman the biggest go to hell look I have ever witnessed. Right to her face. Then as she was walking away, turned around and gave her a side-eye.
It was fabulous.
She then took her a new fork. I didn't even care if she wiped it on her butt first.
Then the Screeching Man's child pooped his pants. I smelled it. The family smelled it. The throwing fork waitress smelled it. Only Scott seemed oblivious. If this child can translate for his dad and fix his own plate than he can go to the can.
There are four stalls.
The shitter was not full.
Unfortunately we left before the Diva sent any food back.
On the way out they offered us a calendar. They had penguins, weird cats, and fish. Scott asked if he could have a penguin one. The man goes "Panda?" with a confused face. Scott said, "no penguin!?".That is when I realized that Scott says penguin like Pain-Gwen.
Then we had to go to Walmart which is always an experience.
I bought Callie a dog bed. She has been laying in the tiny cat bed, so I figured I would splurge and get her her own bed.
My instincts were correct.
I have a lot of conversations that I think "man, I need to blog that!", and I always forget. Sometimes I will grab my phone and type out a few words so I can recall it. I found this on my phone.
I'm not plastic, Lisa!
If you were I'd melt you.
Flick a match.
I have NO idea!!!
Now I don't a lot about a lot of things, but I would think that all of this butter should be refrigerated.
My mom's neighbor was looking at it too. "CRAAAZY!!!" She said.
It wasn't one of the endcaps that was just dumped to come back to, this was a legit we-are-leaving-it-here-until-Black-Friday endcaps. Ms. Geraldine said "Well at least it will be easy to spread!"
I cooked again!
Cheddar Bacon Chicken
So yeah I went an entire week and didn't even open up my blog.
Let's see.....I turned a year older! Woo! 29.7!!
Work has been crazy busy, like 14 hour shifts busy.
I am currently about to have bacon sandwiches for dinner, nothing much better can happen.
OH WAIT!! My Love With Food box came in today.
It has Belgian Chocolate in it that's pretty much the bombdotcom.
I discovered music by Sam Smith this week. Look it up.
Jason and Shannon had good luck hunting the other day.
I felt just .01% smarter this week
I just realized I did not take or steal the first Lily pic all week.
Let me message Rebecca......
I leave you this week with Squints Palledorous...who aged quite nicely.
This week was so out of whack that it is Sunday, and I haven't typed one word. So it's all jumbled. Like my closet.
I have also learned using this website that the first picture you upload will be the thumbnail wherever I post it. I must choose more wisely.
I finish some books this week:
Lily has had tummy problems for a week, they had been back and forth to the doctors who all said it was just a virus, blahblah. She kept getting worse so they took her back to the doctor. My sister called me late Thursday evening saying Lily was in the hospital she was having seizures.
You know the saying "I didn't grab no shoes or nothing!!". Well....I forgot panties.
They transferred her to the Children's Hospital in Alexandria.
But like always, when faced with an emotional, scary, or bad situation, we always find a way to laugh. Lily is home and much better now. I appreciate all of the texts and messages :)
Today marks 25 years since the Berlin Wall came down. I don't remember much when it happened, but I do know the Alvin and the Chipmunks episode about it. I was thoroughly disappointed when I saw footage years later and it didn't crack down the middle like it did in the cartoon.
The Provencal Fall Fest was this Saturday. I can't remember the last time I have been. It was fun. I saw 99.98% of people I know.
Alabama v/s LSU. INTENSE!
Some of my favorite Tweets of the week:
I leave you this week with Lily.
This was pretty much my whole day. I clean just a tad. Cooked dinner.
Literally, that's the whole day.
Not much different. Cleaned, laundry, tv.
The Stars lost in overtime. I finished last season of Grey's Anatomy, and since I maintain I am not watching it anymore, it ended well for me.
I finished the 8 hours of Bull Riding I had recorded, and attempted to watch the episodes of Gracepoint I have DVR'd, but then I discovered it had Skyler from Breaking Bad, and I just can't.
Yep. Not much different. I laid in bed and read until 11:30, got up, put a pot roast in the crock pot, sat down and started making a list of the things I would accomplish today. In less than a minute I decided to spend the day with my sisters. So I did.
Came home, cleaned *some* of the bathroom, ate, and here I am. On Pinterest.
^^^^ get smarter by clicking here.
I watched the final game of the World Series. I wanted KC to win because it's been a long time for them, AND former Brave Ned Yost and Omar Infante are Royals.
However, former Brave Tim Hudson started the game for the Giants, and he has always wanted a World Series win.
So I just watched with my eyes closed.
I gave Gracepoint another try. I overcame my disdain for the chick that played Skyler on Breaking Bad. Dr. Who needs a bath and to lose the American accent. I like the show though. I think I read it was going to be a 10 episode event, so my heart won't get crushed if it isn't renewed for a Season 2.
Today was the laziest day of all. I laid in bed until after noon, got up, ate, got back in bed, caught up on my shows.
Showered, went to work, picked up my check, drove to the bank, stopped by to see the fam, then BOOM. Back in the bed.
I did venture out to the kitchen for food and a Saints game.
This is the greatest vacation ever. Minus the cats.
I have been back for 4 years today. Nothing reminded me more of Alabama than this:
It's my favorite day of the year!!!
I even made progress on my to-do list. All I have left are the two spare bedrooms.
And the Mt. Everest of laundry.
I was ready for the Trick or Treaters.
Two cars came. BUT the most important two cars came!
Although I wasn't at work today, they sent me pictures of the ladies that dressed up! I hate I missed it!
Didn't do much. All I wanted to do was lay around, so I made the bed up all fancy so I wouldn't get in it.
We went to see the NSU Demons play. They didn't win, but we had fun.
Last day of vacation. I celebrated by immobility. I laid in bed until ten, got up, ate breakfast, then napped on and off until 1. I moved to the couch, where I watched football and NASCAR until dinner.
Everyone is doing beautiful "Selfie Sunday" and I am over here like:
I leave you this week with some of my favorite Tweets.
I enjoy sports, binge watching TV, food, reading, and slightly bearded men.