OMG! Circle YES if you like me

So tomorrow, Minime is going to ask a guy to “go out.” OMG!

Apparently, “going out” is the lingo of her age group when they mutually agree to crush on each other.  When I was her age, I think we just called it “going together.”  It didn’t mean anything—there were no dates or anything, it was just an agreed upon sort of thing usually done by passing a note, circle yes if you like me.

Minime has her little note all prepared, and we talked about what if he said yes.  We also talked about what it would be like if he says no.  She is my kid 100%, this I know for sure, when she rolled her eyes at me and said, Mom, of course he can say no, but it’s ok if he does.  I won’t know if I don’t try.  I’d rather try than wait on him forever!

That’s my girl.

Damn spammers

So it’s one of those magical times where my blog is getting slammed with spam comments, a couple hundred or more every day right now that I have to mark as spam and delete…so if your comment hasn’t gotten posted, sorry, it may have been involved in one of my mass purges.  But please keep leaving happy comments, the deluge of spam will end as it always does and we can go back to talking about me me me.  Thanks for reading, thanks for commenting.

i haven’t done a survey lately!

I haven’t done a survey lately, here or on myspace, so let’s kill a buncha birds with one stone by doing a group oversharing session:

 

When was the last time you went bowling?
Sometime in ’08 I wore pre-enjoyed shoes, but not sure what month.

When things get bad, are you more likely to blame yourself or somebody else?
I blame myself mostly…ya know, when you point the finger of blame, depending how many fingers ya got, you’ll have a few pointing back at yourself…

Do you tend to set yourself up for disappointment?
nah, i’m an optimist who sets a low bar

Have you ever literally ran away from something because you didn’t know how to deal?
I didn’t run, because girls with ample cleavage only run when they have a sports bra on.  I probably walked quickly or drove fast.
Is it hard for you to ask for help?
hell to the yes.  I’d rather crawl up my front steps (which happened this year) than have someone help me.

Who was the first person you kissed in 2008?
probably Minime, she still gets a smooch or two every day from her dear old mom.

What does your ex think about you?
which ex would that be?  and I imagine it depends how recently I’ve pissed him off what he thinks.

Hows your luck been lately?
I’m gonna say good since I passed that exam today

Have you seen Twilight?
Yes, with 2 swooning tweenagers

Do you believe that you can only truly love once?
Nah, but I think you love those important people differently as you learn about yourself and life along the way.

Do you know what the weather is supposed to be like tomorrow?
I can assume safely that it won’t be 90 degrees with cats or dogs falling from the sky, probably no locusts either.

When was the last time you spoke in front of a large crowd?
last week, Mele Kalikimaka!

What was the last pill you took?
the one that sometimes makes my thought train get back on the track, but doesn’t always.
Who is your Dad’s best friend?
He doesn’t really pal around with anybody these days.

Have you ever had any Friends with Benefits and how long did it last?
yes, and nunya
How many bedrooms are in your house?
3 technically, but only 2 are used as such at the moment

Are you a stressed out person?
Sometimes, but I try to flip out and then just shake it off pretty quickly
You doing anything else tonight?
bubble bath

Who was the last person(s) you hung out with?
over the weekend, twas daisy and our toes are lovely and our wallets hardly much lighter after the casino trip, we had fun!

Do you wish you were somewhere else right now?
an all-inclusive resort where i could have someone mix me up a nice drink would be lovely….oooo like a hot chocolate with some rum would be nice

Do you have a best friend?
sure thing

Missing someone?
you betcha

Are you busy tomorrow?
I’m busy every day
Are you mad at someone right now?
nah, too tired to exert that much effort
How’s your life lately?
hectic, but all’s well, i reckon

What’s one thing you want more than anything in your life?
happily ever after

Do you believe in love at first sight?
I believe in overwhelming attraction at first sight

What was on your mind mostly today?
a lot! JavaScript, door access security systems, foster children, document management, ouch my booboo…lots

What are you listening to?
Christmas In Hollis Run DMC
Do you like winter time?
except for the part where it’s cold.

Have you ever had your heart broken?
shredded and set on fire, then the ashes were pissed upon by a herd of mountain goats

Is there someone who meant a lot to you at one point, and aren’t around much anymore?
sure

What if they were back in your life?
nah, weird, life goes on

Are your parents protective of you?
not at all! they are more protective of strangers, coffee, dryer lint…anything/anyone other than me, really

Is money important to you?
I like having the bills paid, and it is nice to have a smidgen left over now and then for goofy stuff, but nah, I’m not about the moolah.

How long does it take you to showe​r?​
0 minutes because I never shower if I can help it.  Bubble baths are the way of the world, the path to a kinder gentler planet

Who did you last get into an argument with?
I try not to argue with anyone, but Minime and I went ’round and ’round in circles for a few minutes today, nothing major; I prevailed because I am the Mommy and I SAID SO!
Is it easy to annoy you?
yes if I’m trying to concentrate
Have you ever had a really big fight with a best friend?
when I was little, yes.

What is your current mood?
tired and ouchy.

Have you been involved with people who weren’t good to you?
apparently so

Are you allergic to anything?
grass, trees, cats, dogs, bird dander (really!)

Could you eat nothing but grilled cheese for a week straight?
sure, but I’d be heinously sick

What kind of pants are you wearing right now?
worky ones

Today was Mole of Doom Day

It hurts!  The place where the spot was removed is a place where there’s no cushion really, just skin and bone.  Feels like Walker Texas Ranger roundhoused me in the chest…and I just took a little teensyweensy peek at the spot with the stitches, and it’s a very small area to hurt so flippin’ much…and where it looked sort of okayish earlier today, now that I’ve been up and around and about my usual business, it looks gross.  I’m going to leave a BandAid on it for possibly 8 years or so…nudge me when it’s all healed up.

I hate to whine about something so itty bitty, but it’s all about locationlocationlocation.  It hurts when I cough.  It hurts when I laugh.  It hurts when I lift my arms.  I’m throwing a pity party, but the best pity parties are the ones where I wallow all alone, so please leave red wine, good chocolate and some Nicholas Cage movies on the front porch and go away………………………………………………..but let’s just prolong the pity party by pointing out there will be no red wine and Nicholas Cage for me, because I have to study for an exam tomorrow!  ACK!

Sometimes

Sometimes, you get to experience something so awesome and so pure that you completely check out: there are no bills, there is no stress, there is just that moment, that one experience, and nothing else.  Thank God for those times, those moments of absolute perfection. 

Maybe I’m glad that aren’t more of those moments, because perhaps if they were commonplace I’d take them for granted, instead of being completely blown away.

while the apple cake is in the oven…

…i thought i’d blog a wee bit.  yes, i said i’m baking an apple cake.  because i cook things.  all the damn time.  just moments ago, i was chopping up apples on my pampered chef cutting board with the built in measuring cups, because i’m so hardcore i need my measuring cups right there on the board, yo.  so i will reiterate that i am not single because of my inability to cook.  i am single because the universe is flippin’ twisted and difficult, but not because i can’t feed a man.  bite me, but don’t bite my apple cake; i’m takin’ that to work in the morning.

horrified

So I had a lunch meeting today…one of vendors was buying lunch in exchange for my dazzling technical expertise, so we walked down to Doc Chey’s.  On our way, we passed a street musician, a guy and his guitar……………and he was singing Every Rose Has Its Thorn! The Poison song!  Don’t you lose all street cred if you cover Poison songs?  I dunno.  But I was compelled to sing along even louder than the musician, and apparently that was horrifying to my lunch cohort.  I think he wanted to fling himself into traffic.  When we passed the musician on our way back, I tried to sing along a little more softly to whatever it was he was playing at the moment…but boy, if it weren’t so darn cold, I think I could’ve stood there and been his uninvited backup vocalist all afternoon!  I don’t know if I would up his tips or cause him to be chased off from that street corner, but geez it was tempting.

yes i can, you shut up

this morning, my youngun and her sleepover guests were told that the reason i am single is because i have no idea how to make biscuits or anything else that involves cooking.  i know this info, because of course immediately upon hearing this tidbit the girls came stampeding into the room where i was watching the illusionist (good movie, btw) with the cookbook they’d been perusing in hand to give me the report.

that’s a buncha crap.  i can make biscuits and any number of awesome things!  if all i had to do to get a decent man and keep him was cook then i’d have snared a man by the ripe old age of ten, since i was preparing dinner for my entire family at that age.  the next person who wants to list off the reasons why i’m alone this holiday season is going to get a punch in the mouth since this is the second time in less than a week i’ve been treated to such a discussion.  so fa la la la bite me.