Tuesday, September 8, 2009

I had this dream...

In which I was very frustrated with a friend of mine. I was at her house, desperately trying to stop the annoying 'beeping' coming from one of the fire dectors. I raced around the house, checking each and every fire dector, while she sat in the living room, feet propped up, as if the noise didn't bother her.

Beep. Beep. Beep. The dream seemed to drag on for quite some time - the horrible beeping noise and me, trying to find it's source. I was going insane!

The baby's crying tore me from the dream and as I got out of bed to get him, I realized I had received a text message - Beep. Beep. Beep. - an hour ago!

The noise that I had been searching for in my dream had been my cell phone!

Have you ever had a noise from reality makes it's way into your dreams?

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Note to Self:

When out with your girl-friends and a guy at the bar asks if your camera takes good pictures - Think twice! The guy may simply want a "Picture of my friend playing pool over there," but it could be more than that.

Then, when later on in the night, 'Guy Playing Pool' comes over to chat and you find out he has NO IDEA who 'Picture Guy' is you realize either, A) He's gay or B) You just gave him access to your phone number.

So don't be surprised when he begins texting you (often).

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The texts have been about nothing in particular. Just small talk. I found out he's a friend of a friend, so I've been 'playing nice'. I've only met him the one time, though he's asked me several times since if I will be out at the bar anytime soon. He knows I'm married. So, I figured there couldn't be any harm....

Then, 'Picture Guy' texts me and says, "I know where you live." Come to find out, he lives just a few houses down from me. Hmmm... I wonder if I should be worried???

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Oh.. And while we are on the topic of Guys at The Bar - What is wrong with Men?!?

My BIL told me once that "Married women are off limits. I will never go there."

Is he just a really good guy or lying to me, his SIL? Because, I swear, you tell a guy your married and it's like he 'ignores' that fact... just keeps pressing on with the LAME come-on lines. Give me a break! Not interested! I've found that it's so much easier to state that I'm gay (while giving my girl-'friend' a big hug). Can you believe that? "Lesbians are off limits, but guys if she's married it's fair game!"

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Randomness

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What is the point of dressing up like a Hooker only to work in a coffee shop? I walked up to a curbside coffee shop in another town, to find the barista wearing the required uniform which covered less than your typical 2-piece swim suit. Across the shop, a vehicle pulled up into the drive-through, oogling the young lady as she made my drinks. Seriously? I mean, she's got to be making little over minimum wage, if that. If your going to be walking around in an outfit which leaves little to the imagination, why not just work as a stripper. At least the tips would be good!


To the man throwing the 'Twinkle-Twinkle-Little-Star' hand motions towards me while yelling, "Blink! Blink! Blink!":
Get a life! Everyone makes mistakes, clearly you did when choosing that haircut. Some men can pull off that long-hair look. You can't. You look like someone I would expect to see on the Crime Dog Watch List. Besides, it's not like you couldn't CLEARLY see where I was going. I was in a TURN LANE for crying out loud! I had no other option but to turn. So, in the future, please don't take the shame of your pathetic life out on me.


We spent the weekend at the beach; camping, swimming, hiking, and just spending time with friends. The plan was to leave Friday morning. While packing up the vehicle, the baby fell on a toy and cut open his finger. We couldn't get the bleeding to stop and finally took him in to see the doctor. We were two hours late getting on the road, but we're finally on our way! About 30 minutes from our destination, a loud pounding sounded underneath the vehicle. Afraid we had blown a tire, we pulled over and I got out to check it out. Nothing was flat, so I assumed we were okay. After stopping at the next city, to pick up last minute supplies, we find that we are leaking antifreeze all over the parking lot. Taking a closer look at the tires, we see that the thread has completely ripped off the front passenger tire. We are LUCKY we were able to drive on it. We spent another couple of hours in the city before deciding to take our chances, because noone there was able to (or had the parts) to fix the vehicle. Before heading on to our campsite, we stopped at a gas station where my total came to $6.66. The guy in line behind me said, "Wow. That is not a good number. If that was me up there, I would be saying, 'Man! That's what's wrong with today!'" If he only knew....


We did make it, though, and had an excellent time! Good food, good friends, and simply a break from day-to-day life!