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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

My Spirits Have Lifted

I had my doubts I would be able to get out of this awful slump, but I think I'm okay. My poor little Jilly however, is not okay. She's a little sicko. I had a horrible night of puking and crying and not being able to get back to sleep. I'm a little tired. But, I'm functional.

Brian finally broke down and had high speed Internet access installed. I didn't think I would care either way because I'm on the computer ALL DAY at work, when I'm home, I try not to even look at the computer, but it's so cool. And convenient. And I like it! We still don't have cell phones.

A lot of my blogging friends quit blogging. I cleaned up my blog list, so I'm looking for new blog friends, which isn't bad. If you have any suggestions let me know. That's all I have today.

Friday, February 22, 2008

One Paragraph...Because I'm Not Breaking It Up

I'm here. I'm alive. I've had dreams about Hillary and Obama. (Not those kind of dreams, pervs.)I have had the worse headaches. I thought I lost my baby at Macy's and went crying to one of the cosmetics girls only to find she was behind the Lancome counter with a sucker, happy as could be. She came out telling the girls, "there's my mom", pointing at me. I've been feeling stressed out work, which I hate. I wish people would just work and be cordial. I read an article about women in the work place. Actually it was a little blurb about a book that's coming out, anyway, it said that most co-workers are not your friend, most are backstabbing-phonies. I tend to agree with that statement at the moment. Brian told me he was my only friend at work. I told him he and Bert were my only friends at work. Bert is my friend. She gives good advice. So does Brian. I hope every thing works out. I have gone through my whole entire life believing things will work out and I'm having my doubts at the moment. I just want to be a nice, happy person. I like the lines people start to get around their eyes as they get older. I don't know why but I always look at people's eyes and notice the lines and I like them. I'm getting them. I'm also getting a pimple on my nose. Have a great weekend!

Monday, February 18, 2008

Wishing and hoping and thinking and praying ...

that this week is a better week than last week.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day

My son called me from his dad's at 6 am. He wanted to tell me he had a girlfriend. You have no idea how happy that makes me.

We're having a potluck at work. It's definitely something to look forward to. Lots of food! Have a great day.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Get Happy

I have been a blogging slacker. Can't help it. I'm feeling cut down. By work, not personal life. I helped Riley make his Super Bowl movie last night. It's funny. He takes a bunch of clips from the Super Bowl and strings them together to music. We have fun, but he bosses me around a little while we're working on it. That's okay with me because I think if he likes something like this, it can't be bad. He made two versions, one with the song "Stronger" and the other with a Hannah Montana song. He thought it was so funny. The one that was actually really funny is when we put on Elvis' "Devil in Disguise". One of the first lines, "you walk like an angel", happens to play at the exact moment Tom Brady runs out onto the field.

Not a whole lot more going on. I have been reading all of these articles on how to be happier. And I know I'm happy at home, but I have been having the hardest time being happy at work. All of these articles say the exact same thing. Getting a new job does not make you happier. At least not for the long term. They have tips, that yes, seem cheesy, but I've been trying to incorporate them into my work life. One of my big changes for work has been to stop gossiping. It is amazing how much better I feel. When you gossip about someone it makes you feel bitter towards them, at least it does me. It has made it impossible to interact with certain people and a few weeks ago I decided I need to interact with them. I need to stop getting annoyed every time they walk by my desk or want to talk to me. I feel so much better. Now if I could just take care of the stress part of work, my life would be a breeze. That will come in time. I hope.

There are other tips to being happy. Positive thinking (duh), writing down things that your thankful for (which I might do, but not for others to see), finding a stress free zone (probably not going to happen, but I don't really need a stress free zone, I'm not stressed at home).

One more bit of info, we are weaning Jilly Bean off of her binkie and oh my goodness that girl can talk. She talks all the time now. It's so cute. She is adorable.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Last Night We Partied...

But, not like rock stars. We partied like rock stars for Brian's mom's birthday. Last night we just had the run of the mill Super Bowl party. But it was good because our team won. And by our team, I mean we cheered for the underdog. We aren't normally Giants fans. In fact, Brian doesn't particularly like Eli. Riley really likes Eli. I'm indifferent, however, I did say from the beginning I thought he could pull this off. Only because the last time I saw them play the Patriots they did pretty good. Brian thought the Patriots would learn from their mistakes in that game and not let the Giants get close to winning. (Yet, he was still rooting for them.) They won. That's all that really matters.

I think I probably drank too much. I'm tired and blearied eyed.

On Wednesday I'm going to take Darby to see the Hannah Montana movie. She'll be excited. I could probably live my whole life and not see the movie and be okay with that, but I couldn't let Darby go with out seeing it. It's a pretty big deal for a 7 year old.

We went to The Blue Man Group on Friday night. It was so fun! We had great seats and the show was funny and entertaining. I love going to live shows. This is the third time Brian and I have gone to a concert/show and they are so fun. I hope there's something we can do this summer. I love it!

Okay, I'm going. I can't think clearly yet and don't remember if I had anything else to write about.