I got called "obnoxious, over the top, full of drama and full of tude" this week and to tell you the truth, all those words stung. Like getting hit with a police taser kinda sting. And I don't like it. Not one bit. I am not mad that I got called those things, cuz looking back on the situation, I am sure that I was being all that...and maybe even more (I will admit to the night being a bit fuzzy on the brain...jager...need I say more?) but the part that sticks with me is that the person who said that to me just wrote me off at that point.
While drinking is never a good thing, I will admit that I was way drunk (and he may not have known that) and that I was dealing with a ton of crap things that had gone on that week and was just...well...to be honest, I was actin' a fool. I get that. I do, but it's not like I always do that. And the worst part was...he didn't give me a chance to explain that to him. My friends that know me, know that I am not like that and know what led up to me acting like that...they get it, but this dude...well...nope.
So...here is my question
Do you give people a second chance? Do you understand that we are all human and may (god forbid) mess up once in a while? Now, I can see somethings not being ok, but as far as I know, I didn't do anything high up on that list...no one was killed and I am pretty sure I did not sleep with any of his friends...things high on the list!
Well, the one good thing to come of this is that I am done with the drinking...ok...well...not like AA meeting kinda done, but will be staying far away from the Jager...for it is not my friend!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Things that warm my heart
Cuz the sun is out, and I am feeling a little on the bummy side, I thought that I would remind myself of things that make me smile.
Getting a greeting card in the mail
ice cream
Little kids singing
An old couple that has been together for EVER
Hamburgers
Hugs
When my son picks a flower and hands it to me
Seeing someone with a giant afro
And I am sure that there are a whole lot more, but that is all I have at the moment!
Getting a greeting card in the mail
ice cream
Little kids singing
An old couple that has been together for EVER
Hamburgers
Hugs
When my son picks a flower and hands it to me
Seeing someone with a giant afro
And I am sure that there are a whole lot more, but that is all I have at the moment!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Hmmmm......where did i leave off?
The dating blitz that I have been involved in is starting to stress me out. People kinda turn into a blurr (drinking may not help that all that much) and my hopes are kinda starting to...die.
I think that I need to update my list of dates as it has been a little while and you know me, if I don't get them out of my head and down on "paper" then they will all swirl around in my brain and I will never be able to keep them all straight!
Date...um.....not sure what number this is, lets just start over and go with A!
Date A:
Hmmm....it's odd. I can't really say anything about this one. Had a good time. Got along well. I drank way tooooo much, so that could be why I don't have a good read on this one. He has asked to go out again, and I would not be against it...just not have had the time. Ugg...why did I start out this night drinking Jameson? How on earth did I think that would be a good idea. Shame on me for that one!!
Date B:
Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhh dear. Bless his heart as he did not do anything WRONG. Not one thing. But this one...well....looked just like my step dad. Yup...NUFF SAID!
Date C:
This one went well. In truth, it was more of a play date and not a date as we all hung at a park and had kids to look after, but it was fun. I could maybe see myself going out with this one again...and really wanting to go out again and not just saying that as I could not come up with anything better to get out of it, but I don't think that I will. I did not see myself as his type. I am pretty sure that he dates hot chicks. And no, I am not saying that to put myself down or for anyone else to come in and tell me that I am hot, but when I say he dates hot chicks, I am pretty sure we are talking about OUT OF THIS WORLD HOT CHICKS. And I just don't really need that little self esteem bullet in the back of my head...better to just chalk that one up as friendship.
So.....that has been it so far. And I am almost ready to give up and call it good. I am ok with being single. Just do me a favor...if you don't hear from me for a while, please come check on me. I really don't want to be eaten by cats! :-)
I think that I need to update my list of dates as it has been a little while and you know me, if I don't get them out of my head and down on "paper" then they will all swirl around in my brain and I will never be able to keep them all straight!
Date...um.....not sure what number this is, lets just start over and go with A!
Date A:
Hmmm....it's odd. I can't really say anything about this one. Had a good time. Got along well. I drank way tooooo much, so that could be why I don't have a good read on this one. He has asked to go out again, and I would not be against it...just not have had the time. Ugg...why did I start out this night drinking Jameson? How on earth did I think that would be a good idea. Shame on me for that one!!
Date B:
Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhh dear. Bless his heart as he did not do anything WRONG. Not one thing. But this one...well....looked just like my step dad. Yup...NUFF SAID!
Date C:
This one went well. In truth, it was more of a play date and not a date as we all hung at a park and had kids to look after, but it was fun. I could maybe see myself going out with this one again...and really wanting to go out again and not just saying that as I could not come up with anything better to get out of it, but I don't think that I will. I did not see myself as his type. I am pretty sure that he dates hot chicks. And no, I am not saying that to put myself down or for anyone else to come in and tell me that I am hot, but when I say he dates hot chicks, I am pretty sure we are talking about OUT OF THIS WORLD HOT CHICKS. And I just don't really need that little self esteem bullet in the back of my head...better to just chalk that one up as friendship.
So.....that has been it so far. And I am almost ready to give up and call it good. I am ok with being single. Just do me a favor...if you don't hear from me for a while, please come check on me. I really don't want to be eaten by cats! :-)
Death of Rhythm
Last Friday I hit up Lola's Room with some friends for 80's night.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH WHITE PEOPLE?
Ok...so I KNOW that I am a "white people" but I was in shock at the spastic convulsions that people were trying to pass off as fly dance moves.
I know that it was 80's night and that bring out a certain dancing that should only be brought out when some "Come on Ilene" starts to play...but.....ACK!
Pretty much...this is where rhythm goes to die!
Oh well...at least I had fun people watching!
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH WHITE PEOPLE?
Ok...so I KNOW that I am a "white people" but I was in shock at the spastic convulsions that people were trying to pass off as fly dance moves.
I know that it was 80's night and that bring out a certain dancing that should only be brought out when some "Come on Ilene" starts to play...but.....ACK!
Pretty much...this is where rhythm goes to die!
Oh well...at least I had fun people watching!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
YUCK
So I was working in Cooper's class on Tuesday and I started to see a trend with the pre-schoolers. NOSE PICKING! I was almost contagious..like a yawn or starting to itch when talking about lice!
One little random kid would stick his little pudgy paint stained finger up his little nose and then some other random kid would see that, and thing "Oh hey! It's been a little while since I have dug for some gold...I must do it now!" And it would spread for kid to kid to nose picking kid.
YUCK. JUST YUCK!
One little random kid would stick his little pudgy paint stained finger up his little nose and then some other random kid would see that, and thing "Oh hey! It's been a little while since I have dug for some gold...I must do it now!" And it would spread for kid to kid to nose picking kid.
YUCK. JUST YUCK!
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