Saturday, October 28, 2006

Whoopie! It's ...well...another weekend

Oh wow, my luck just gets better and better. I waited a month to start a new job, it was a good job, very nice boss, nice fellow employees, good location in the city, what more could I ask for?Certainly NOT what I got yesterday, which was laid off.

Why you ask? Well, last monday morning, my boss was riding his bicycle to work. The brakes stopped and he didn't. He has 2 broken elbows and wrists. He needs to have pins in both elbows and will be out of work for at least 3 months. Needless to say, he has no need of an additional assistant, as he doesn't have enough work for the other two that he has. He won't be able to keep but one of them, and only on a part time basis. So, since I was the last one hired...yep, you guessed it. I'm gone. However, he told me he wants to hear from me, and if I don't find a permanent job by the time he's back in action, then he wants me to come back. Sounds like a plan, but ya know what? I need a full-time job. Luckily, I have been doing a fair amount of temp work in the area, have met a few people that like me and how I work, so I got home and called the temp agency I had been working through and now have an assignment for monday and tuesday.

We shall see what we shall see. Keep your fingers crossed for me while I keep everything else crossed *wink* . In the meantime I have a massage I need to get to, more on why it's a FREE massage later. Now that's an intersting story, if I do say so myself. Oh yes, and I must remind myself to tell you all about this mornings excursion to the brand new humongous IKEA.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

ok go

Love this video! I just had to put this on my blog, I think the treadmill thing is pretty awesome. Heck I'm definitely not that coordinated! LMAO! Enjoy and remember, until next time....same bitch time, same bitch channel.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Diet

Oh. My. God.
Never in my life have I ever seen such a horrible diet. This is not your mother's Weight Watchers diet. I wanted a quick boost to start me off on a weight loss program. Sheesh. This is a soup based diet. NOW I know why Richard Simmons used to call it Live-It, cuz diet has the word die in it. It was supposed to help me lose up to 15 pounds in one week. Okay, seriously, I don't want to lose that much weight that fast, 4 or 5 would be nice to start, k? But the soup was awful tasting veggie soup. The second bowl almost made me vomit. I feel so ashamed! The veggies were so expensive. Luckily, I can use them all for other things.

Ok, so I can deal with the veggies. I'll stick to them and fruit and unsweetened tea, a salad with no oil, just Balsamic vinegar that's so awesomely good I can drink it straight from the bottle, and lots of water. In other words, I'll be a good little girl and eat responsibly again, like I used to.

My body needs me to be good to it. It's definitely been telling on me recently. I am sore all over and not sleeping well at night. As you know, I had back surgery in '03 to remove a tumour on my spinal cord at T-5 & T-6 (Thoracic Vertabrae = upper back). Since then, I have been on controlled doses of medicines for the pain. It's been working well...until recently that is. Now I'm in pain again all the time. Soooo not helping my moods, or anything else for that matter. All I want to do is eat and sleep. Not good considering I have a new job. So, I'm promising myself to start doing better. I need all the encouragement and support I can get.

C~ gets the "Super Awesome Hubster Award" for just being himself. Oh yes, and speaking of DH, he has gotten the job we have been dying for him to get! YAY!!!!!!!! He starts just after the new year. Wooohooooo!

Ikea has a new store here in Brisbane and we just got the new catalogue. Yeah Baby, Yeah! I love Ikea, of course, I'm not the one putting it all together. The only thing I'm concerned about is that they don't seem to make King-Sized bed frames. We want to upgrade to one as soon as we move. Yeppers, we are going to start looking for an apartment or house (hopefully one that will accept dogs) in a couple of weeks. C~ has exams until November 18, and doesn't start his new job until February 7. But I think we can make it on our savings and my salary if we are frugal. We have most everything we need to furnish a new place except living room furniture.

We were able to pick up a 6 person wrought iron and wood table & chairs with black iron bakers rack for a mere $100 AUD. What a bargain. I just need to find a nice material to cover the seats with. At the moment, it's this wierd purple/yellow plaid ewwwwww. Other than that, it's fantastic. LOL! I'm sure I could think of a zillion other things I want for a new place, but don't necessarily need. But there's nothing quite like a good imagination for lovely dreams of things like KitchenAid appliances in some hot new colour, butcher block tables , Henkel knives, and perhaps some odds and ends from Williams-Sonoma. Or this Williams-Sonoma site as well lol.

Yes oh yes, I DO know how to dream and I dream big, too. I have simple needs, really I do. It's my wants that are complex hehe. Little things like birds singing, soft cool breezes, and the smell of freshly mown grass make me grateful to be alive. Things like the above mentioned appliances and homewares make me want to be Suzie Homemaker. Complete with apron a la Mrs. Cleaver.
Oh, the things I can do with a food processor et al. Ok, ok I'll stop.
To be continued.... same bitch time, same bitch channel.

Sunday, October 22, 2006

20 ways to maintain sanity

I swear I'm going to do each and every one of these soon as I develop enough courage!

20 ways to maintain a healthy level of insanity

1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.

2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.

3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that.

4. Put your garbage can on your desk and label it "in."

5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.

6. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for smuggling diamonds"

7. Finish all your sentences with "in accordance with the prophecy."

8. Don t use any punctuation

9. As often as possible, skip rather than walk.

10. Order a diet water with a serious face whenever you go out to eat.

11. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go."

12. Sing along at the opera

13. Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme

14. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds all day.

15. Five days in advance , tell your friends you can't attend their party because you're not in the mood.

16. Have your co-workers address you by your wrestling name, Rock Bottom.

17. When the money comes out the atm, scream "I won!, i won!"

18. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot, yelling "run for your lives, they're loose!!"

19. Tell your children over dinner. "due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go."

20. And the final way to keep a healthy level of insanity.......send this e-mail to someone to make them smile.

It's called! Therapy.

Well Bless My Po' Pea Pickin' Haht !

Yes, I thought that this photo was funny. Found it years ago and I think it empitomizes the term redneck lol. But, what the heck do I know? Shoot, I'm southern, eat cornbread, etc, and can drink Jim Beam with the best of them. Straight out of the bottle while sitting on the tailgate of a friends 4x4 truck makes it taste all that much bettah, honeh! *wink wink*

I received an email from a southern friend of mine. She was one of my neighbors in New Orleans (That's pronounced N'Awlins NOT New OrLEANS). I got the biggest giggle out of this, I needed it since I was feeling a bit down and frustrated. Enjoy!


Only a Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption
fit, and that you don't "HAVE" them, you "PITCH" them.

Only a Southerner knows how many fish, collard greens, turnip greens, peas,
beans, etc., make up "a mess."

Only a Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of

Only a Southerner knows exactly how long "directly" is, ... as in: "Going to
town, be back directly."

Even Southern babies know that "Gimme some sugar" is not a request for the
white, granular sweet substance that sits in a pretty little bowl in the
middle of the table.

All Southerners know exactly when "by and by" is. They might not use the
term, but they know the concept well.

Only a Southerner knows instinctively that the best gesture of solace for a
neighbor who's got trouble is a plate of hot fried chicken and a big bowl of
cold potato salad. If the neighbor's trouble is a real crisis, they also
know to add a large banana puddin!

Only Southerners grow up knowing the difference between "right near" and "a
right far piece." They also know that "just down the road" can be 1 mile or

Only a Southerner, both knows and understands, the difference between a
redneck, a good ol' boy, and po' white trash.

No true Southerner would ever assume that the car with the flashing turn
signal is actually going to make a turn.
And a true Southerner knows you don't scream obscenities at little old
ladies who drive 30 MPH on the freeway. You just say,"Bless her heart" ...
and go your own way.

To those of you who are still a little embarrassed by your Southernness:
Take two tent revivals and a dose of sausage gravy and call me in the
morning. Bless your heart!
And to those of you who are still having a hard time understanding all this
Southern stuff, ... bless your hearts, I hear they are fixin' to have
classes on Southern as a second language!

And for those that are not from the South but have lived here for a long
time, all y'all need a sign to hang on y'alls front porch that reads "I
ain't from the South, but I got here as fast as I could."


Southern women appreciate their natural assets:
Clean skin.
A winning smile.
That unforgettable Southern drawl.

Southern women know their manners:
"Yes, ma'am."
"Yes, sir."
"Why, no, Billy!"

Southern women have a distinct way with fond expressions :
"Y'all come back!" "Well, bless your heart."
"Drop by when you can."
"How's your Momma?"

Southern women know their summer weather report:

Southern women know their vacation spots:
The beach
The beach
The beach

Southern women know the joys of June, July, and August:
Colorful hi-heel sandals
Strapless sun dresses
Iced sweet tea with mint

Southern women know everybody's first name:

Southern women know the movies that speak to their hearts:
Fried Green Tomatoes
Driving Miss Daisy
Steel Magnolias
Gone With The Wind

Southern women know their religions:

Southern women know their country breakfasts:
Red-eye gravy
Country ham
Mouth-watering homemade biscuits with momma's homemade jelly

Southern women know their cities dripping with Southern charm:
Charleston (Chawl'stn)
Savannah (S'vanah)
Fort Worth (Foat Wuth)
New Orleans (N'awlins)
Atlanta (Addlanna)

Southern women know their elegant gentlemen:
Men in uniform.
Men in tuxedos
Rhett Butler, of course!

Southern girls know their prime real estate:
The Mall
The Country Club
The Beauty Salon

Southern girls know the four deadly sins:
Having bad hair and nails
Having bad manners
Cooking bad food
Wearing too much makeup in the summer

Southern girls know men may come and go, but friends are fahevah !

Now...... Shugah, send this to some girls who were raised in the South or
wish they had been!

If you're a Northern transplant, Bless your little heart, fake it.
We know you got here as fast as you could

Love from us!

egads I haven't posted all week and I wanna vote for Barack Obama

EEK! Dammit! I know, I know I haven't posted all week, and have some very antsy readers wondering what the heck is going on here. Well, first of all, this week started off with me starting a new job, which I like. Thank you, God! Then, I heard from C~ about the suspension of Habeas Corpus by Pres. Bush. Here are 2 links that will explain things a bit better than I can.

This leads me to this question, as an expat, do I still have a responsibility to vote for an American president? Should I worry about things, even though I don't intend to live there again, or at least, any time soon? After catching up on some CNN watching, I was reminded of Sen. Barack Obama
and why I think he should be the next American president, especially if Oprah won't run.

This Habeas Corpus thing does have me worried. Who is next? You? Me? When one of us steps onto American soil again will we be stuck in some god-awful prsion to languish, without knowing why and without a hope in hell of getting a fair trial by jury? What if the only reason is that we went away from the USA at a wierd time? What if it's because we were deemed a threat just because we accidentally forgot that we had something "seditious" on our person, like a common novel we purchased at a bookshop somewhere in the world before setting foot on the plane?

Oh and the other thing that's been bugging me is that tomorrow would have been my anniversary if had stayed married to the ex-asshole. Dunno why exactly, but it's been on my mind. Also I've been overjoyed that I am no longer married to the jerk. Sometimes I can get a bit down and feel like I wasted so many good years. AND, I hope the jerk is having a perfectly horrible day, weeping and wailing, covering himself in sackcloth and ashes, wishing he'd never been such an asshole. Which makes me think of what I should have done. That is just priceless! I mean, ebay, of all places. I just remember the total satisfaction of cutting all his clothes up and setting fire to them in the middle of the garage once when I was totally pissed off. Ebay was good thinking, but so was the fire *wink* .