Just a little blurb about how I am *soooo* over people being so damn negative all the time. Seriously, if you're that unhappy and feel the need to publicly criticize EVERY. LITTLE. THING. that you read about, you should:
- make an appointment to talk to a therapist
- get a hobby
- read a book you'll enjoy
- GET A LIFE!!!
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Holy Migraine!
After work Thursday night, I went into the office to rearrange my schedule to accommodate the department and asked if I could have Friday night off since there were six clerks on the schedule. My manager told me she would call me later and let me know if the schedule was correct and 'yay' or 'nay'. So, I came home and went to bed because I haven't been sleeping well at all and I was just exhausted. She called to let me know I could have the night off and I fell back asleep. Then I got a call from Katie that she wasn't feeling well and had called off. FFFFFFFFFUCK!!!!! Therefore, I decided I better go in so we wouldn't be short on a Friday night. I slept all of about four hours and couldn't sleep anymore. Just great! This ought to be a fabulous night...
Friday night in Trauma came and went. I came home and crashed. I would wake up every now and then, but always fall back asleep. About 4:45 PM, I woke up, rolled over and called my yellow friend to make sure we were still on for Margaret Cho and we were. As soon as I stood up, I was almost knocked over by the most severe migraine I've had in a long, long time. I was nauseous and experiencing photophobia. I grabbed an ice pack and a frozen bag of corn; one for my neck and one for my forehead and eyes. After 1000 mg of ibuprofen and more than an hour, I was able to get upright again and attempt to get ready for my night out. I closed my door and didn't turn any lights on. The sun was setting and the ambiance in the room was perfect for my throbbing head. I even showered in the dark. The hot water really helped me feel better; I stayed under the cascading water longer than I normally would have. I got out of the shower, got ready and enjoyed Margaret Cho with a great friend.
We came home after dinner at Applebee's and just chilled for a bit. I was feeling pretty wiped out from that migraine, so around 1 AM, I went to bed. I slept...and slept...and slept. I didn't get out of bed until almost 10 AM!!! My brother thought maybe I had gotten up in the middle of the night and went back to bed, because that's what I normally do on my days off. Not this time! Between the lack of sleep and the brain-swirler, I got my ass kicked! I felt pretty good today, but did have a bit of a headache hangover. I chillaxed for a few hours before getting ready for lunch at On The Border and grocery shopping at Wallyworld in Lakewood. I won't shop at that ghetto store again. I much prefer our regular haunt in Greenwood Village/Centennial.
I wanted to go to Pinkberry because I've never had it and I noticed there is one by the house. After we called Grandma, we went and had our first fro-yo experience. Not bad! I got chocolate with pumpkin spice granola, coconut, yogurt bits, blueberries, strawberries and mixed nuts. Hamilton got coconut with strawberries, pineapple, low-fat granola, praline sauce...and I can't remember what else. Then, it was off to Target to get a couple things that Wallyworld didn't have: ground espresso and Sobe Lifewater. I also picked up some sugar-free vanilla coffee syrup, chili pepper spaghetti, fruit snacks and Pringles. I suck at grocery shopping! I bought tons of stuff to drink and barely anything to eat!!! Whatever.
I am now in my shorts and t-shirt, chilling out on the couch and listening to Pandora radio while I type. All in all, a very productive day. I got to watch a bit of football, too, and that was great. I usually miss it because I work Saturday nights and sleep all day Sunday before errands.
That is all.
Friday night in Trauma came and went. I came home and crashed. I would wake up every now and then, but always fall back asleep. About 4:45 PM, I woke up, rolled over and called my yellow friend to make sure we were still on for Margaret Cho and we were. As soon as I stood up, I was almost knocked over by the most severe migraine I've had in a long, long time. I was nauseous and experiencing photophobia. I grabbed an ice pack and a frozen bag of corn; one for my neck and one for my forehead and eyes. After 1000 mg of ibuprofen and more than an hour, I was able to get upright again and attempt to get ready for my night out. I closed my door and didn't turn any lights on. The sun was setting and the ambiance in the room was perfect for my throbbing head. I even showered in the dark. The hot water really helped me feel better; I stayed under the cascading water longer than I normally would have. I got out of the shower, got ready and enjoyed Margaret Cho with a great friend.
We came home after dinner at Applebee's and just chilled for a bit. I was feeling pretty wiped out from that migraine, so around 1 AM, I went to bed. I slept...and slept...and slept. I didn't get out of bed until almost 10 AM!!! My brother thought maybe I had gotten up in the middle of the night and went back to bed, because that's what I normally do on my days off. Not this time! Between the lack of sleep and the brain-swirler, I got my ass kicked! I felt pretty good today, but did have a bit of a headache hangover. I chillaxed for a few hours before getting ready for lunch at On The Border and grocery shopping at Wallyworld in Lakewood. I won't shop at that ghetto store again. I much prefer our regular haunt in Greenwood Village/Centennial.
I wanted to go to Pinkberry because I've never had it and I noticed there is one by the house. After we called Grandma, we went and had our first fro-yo experience. Not bad! I got chocolate with pumpkin spice granola, coconut, yogurt bits, blueberries, strawberries and mixed nuts. Hamilton got coconut with strawberries, pineapple, low-fat granola, praline sauce...and I can't remember what else. Then, it was off to Target to get a couple things that Wallyworld didn't have: ground espresso and Sobe Lifewater. I also picked up some sugar-free vanilla coffee syrup, chili pepper spaghetti, fruit snacks and Pringles. I suck at grocery shopping! I bought tons of stuff to drink and barely anything to eat!!! Whatever.
I am now in my shorts and t-shirt, chilling out on the couch and listening to Pandora radio while I type. All in all, a very productive day. I got to watch a bit of football, too, and that was great. I usually miss it because I work Saturday nights and sleep all day Sunday before errands.
That is all.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Zombieland
I just popped in to say I'm not feeling quite as creative as I usually do. This is number 4 of 12+ hours per shift, plus meetings this week. I haven't slept well for more than a week and I am *way* beyond exhausted.
Please, dear Lord, help me make it through the night...
Please, dear Lord, help me make it through the night...
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Owning it
In a world where there is tragedy around every corner, it amazes me just how many negative people there are. Yes, I am a glass half-full kind of girl, so I try to seek out the positive in every situation, even in cases that are truly horrific. I've stopped watching the news and reading about this epidemic on news websites because I just can't stand to hear it, day in and day out. It depresses me!
At first, it was actually pretty hard NOT clicking these websites daily because I had habitually done so for who-knows-how-many years. I had to make a conscious effort to stay away. It became easier with time, and I've now removed that primate from my back. Thinking about it now, it makes me sick to say I was addicted to reading about such things. Every time I logged on, I clicked through numerous stories. What a waste of energy and my chipper attitude!
In the spirit of Rachel Wilkerson I have prepared a little sumpin' for yo' azz!
That being said, the reason for this post is to say, Sorry I'm not sorry for banishing all the Negative Nellies from my life, virtual and otherwise. I live in Colorado, which is hundreds of miles away from most of these people, so there are few chances I'd run into them on the street and get an ear-full of the latest woe-is-me tale.
Facebook has allowed me to reconnect with grade school friends and stay in touch with family and friends back East. I really enjoy it and my page is all about being funny! Status Shuffle plays an integral part of the virtual me; I have a good time! I had a little over one hundred 'friends' on my Facebook page at one time; a lot of them relatives. I don't friend everyone who asks and my profile is not searchable for a reason. I make a conscious effort to deflect bullshit before it starts. And sometimes, I don't succeed. Thankfully, there is a 'remove from friends' button that can remedy that with one click. I've streamlined my list to include the people I actually interact with regularly. If your sole purpose to frequent FB is to rack up kills in MafiaWars, grow pot and screw sheep in FarmVille or act like a 'ho in YoVille, you're automatically banished. I couldn't give a shit what your high score is in Family Feud, and I certainly won't help you win Fast Money.
Another thing that will get you 'taking a long walk off a short pier' is airing out your dirty laundry and having absolutely nothing positive to say...about anything...EVER! My response is, "Don't let the doorknob hit you were the Good Lord split you" on your way out. It's hard enough to keep a genuine smile on your face without having to hear another 'He-Done-Me-Wrong' song because you made a bad choice and decided to sleep with a guy you met online after only talking to him for two weeks and you wonder why he won't return any of your messages. Or crying about how you can't afford anything, but refusing to change your spending habits or get a second job to help remedy the situation. Don't even try that one on me! I worked three minimum wage jobs in the one-horse town I grew up in to buy my first car. I work hard now and keep my spending in check, always covering my financial responsibilities before splurging on a 'little pretty' for me. And, I've managed to keep a meager savings account afloat for quite some time. That's a real accomplishment for me!
At first, it was actually pretty hard NOT clicking these websites daily because I had habitually done so for who-knows-how-many years. I had to make a conscious effort to stay away. It became easier with time, and I've now removed that primate from my back. Thinking about it now, it makes me sick to say I was addicted to reading about such things. Every time I logged on, I clicked through numerous stories. What a waste of energy and my chipper attitude!
That being said, the reason for this post is to say, Sorry I'm not sorry for banishing all the Negative Nellies from my life, virtual and otherwise. I live in Colorado, which is hundreds of miles away from most of these people, so there are few chances I'd run into them on the street and get an ear-full of the latest woe-is-me tale.
Facebook has allowed me to reconnect with grade school friends and stay in touch with family and friends back East. I really enjoy it and my page is all about being funny! Status Shuffle plays an integral part of the virtual me; I have a good time! I had a little over one hundred 'friends' on my Facebook page at one time; a lot of them relatives. I don't friend everyone who asks and my profile is not searchable for a reason. I make a conscious effort to deflect bullshit before it starts. And sometimes, I don't succeed. Thankfully, there is a 'remove from friends' button that can remedy that with one click. I've streamlined my list to include the people I actually interact with regularly. If your sole purpose to frequent FB is to rack up kills in MafiaWars, grow pot and screw sheep in FarmVille or act like a 'ho in YoVille, you're automatically banished. I couldn't give a shit what your high score is in Family Feud, and I certainly won't help you win Fast Money.
Another thing that will get you 'taking a long walk off a short pier' is airing out your dirty laundry and having absolutely nothing positive to say...about anything...EVER! My response is, "Don't let the doorknob hit you were the Good Lord split you" on your way out. It's hard enough to keep a genuine smile on your face without having to hear another 'He-Done-Me-Wrong' song because you made a bad choice and decided to sleep with a guy you met online after only talking to him for two weeks and you wonder why he won't return any of your messages. Or crying about how you can't afford anything, but refusing to change your spending habits or get a second job to help remedy the situation. Don't even try that one on me! I worked three minimum wage jobs in the one-horse town I grew up in to buy my first car. I work hard now and keep my spending in check, always covering my financial responsibilities before splurging on a 'little pretty' for me. And, I've managed to keep a meager savings account afloat for quite some time. That's a real accomplishment for me!
THAT, in a not-so-small (and punctuationally-challenged) nutshell, is my Sorry I'm not sorry post that I am owning.
Friday, October 1, 2010
Wanted:
- Somewhere to land for a fresh start.
- Someone to kick my butt into shape without me having to sell a kidney.
- Someone to love me for me.
- An exciting opportunity to do something I love for a living.
- A place of my own.
- Motivation. Lots of it.
- The ability to speed read with total comprehension and retention.
- A nap.
- Really good homemade mac 'n cheese.
- A high metabolism.
- A Vita-Mix.
- Some scratch off lottery tickets.
- The ability to do yoga without looking like a drunken idiot.
- A hammock on a tropical island with my name on it.
- A massage.
- A facial.
- To get my hair done professionally and not worry about burning up a Benjamin.
- New sneakers.
- My Amazon order.
- To not have to go back to DH...ever.
- A cabin in the mountains.
- A beach house on an island no one has ever heard of.
I could go on and on and on...
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