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Mar. 4th, 2008 | 10:07 am
mood: lazylazy

I had a good weekend.  Went to our old stomping grounds to celebrate a friend's birthday party.  Good times.  Watching drunks doing karaoke is fun.  I did some other stuff but I can't remember.  Figures.

Anyhow, it's Primary Day in Texas as well as other parts of the country.

I urge you to vote.

BTW, I'm terribly lazy.

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Feb. 29th, 2008 | 07:48 am
mood: contemplativecontemplative

 My short term memory is jacked up.  If I don't immediately do what I am thinking about doing right then and there, or write it down for that matter, then I will totally forget to do it.  It will slip my mind and I will try to backtrack but I still won't remember.  It will come to me much later.  It's disturbing.  I guess I need to work my mind more but come on.  

Here is an example:
I'm feeding the cats in the morning.  (I can't forget this because they are crying bloody murder over their empty plates.  I says to myself, "Margie, don't forget to get the mortgage bill so you can deposit it into the outgoing mail today."  I reply myself with, "Okay, Margie."  I continue to feed the cats, grab my keys and head out.  I won't remember that I forgot the bill until I am long gone probably at work checking up on the news on  I will then say to myself, "Well, you forgot.  Nice.  Fill it out when you get home and walk over to the mailbox and drop in the deposit slot for outgoing mail."  "Okay, Margie."  I go home, pull into the garage, go upstairs, change out of my work clothes, go downstairs to feed my poor starving cats, start on dinner and completely forget.  I'll eventually mail it and remarkable, I haven't been late but geez.  I've started making notes for myself to remind me of what I fully intend to do.  The biggest area of forgetting is things I intend on looking up online.  I'll forget.  Geez. These are the only things I forget.  Not where I left my _____ but just things I said I was going to do.  I wonder what is up with that.

Anyhow, I wonder if Carlos watched Lost last night.  I'm dying to talk to someone about it.

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Feb. 28th, 2008 | 10:40 am
mood: hungryhungry

I'm starving and I wish we got Yia Yia's.

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Feb. 27th, 2008 | 02:51 pm
mood: contemplativecontemplative

When I straighten my hair, it falls to the middle of my back.  I haven't had my hair this long in YEEAAARRS.  I have always despised long hair on me simply because I find the curls and humidity simply unbearable.  I wasn't allowed to cut my hair until I was 15.  By then it was down to my waist and in bad shape because I refused to take care of it in hopes that my mom would have mercy and allow me to cut it off.  It didn't work.  A week after I turned 15 I chopped my hair off to my neck.  It was a grand day.  Ever since then I have never had it pass my shoulders.  Now, years later, I have it to the middle of my back before it curls up and lays a little below my shoulders.  It still bothers me but I take care of my hair very well and I plan on letting it grow out.  I intend on cutting it though so no worries.  Once I have decided what is sufficient, I am going to trim my hair but donate it to Locks of Love.  Children and/or cancer are very dear to my heart and I want to be able to do anything I can for such a great cause.

I think my hair is worth it.  

I hope I can make 10 inches.

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Feb. 25th, 2008 | 09:10 am
mood: sleepysleepy

I 'm feeling my age.  However, I'm 31.  What is 31 supposed to feel like?  Okay, maybe I am feeling older than my age.  Namely, my back is a big source of these current thoughts.  I'm leery of lifting or carrying or bending anything.  I'm happy that my men are there to help me with it.  However, I don't like having to ask for help but I really HATE to have my back injured.



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Feb. 22nd, 2008 | 02:13 pm
mood: tiredtired

I'm really tired today.  My sleeping has been so warped.  I can't wait to go home and check in early.  

I had a filet-o-fish today for lunch.  It's been a while and oh my how it's shrunk.  The Wendy's fish sandwich is so much better and bigger.  Eh.  I think I may have to finally bid McDonald's a good-bye.  Well....their lunches that is.  Their breakfasts still rock.

Not much planned this weekend.  Charlie is working at night on Saturday and I'm not sure about Jorge and his plans.  I may have to finally clean out my DVR or rent a movie from the Red Box.

I do plan on making some enchiladas again and tweaking my recipe.  :)

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Apr. 17th, 2007 | 07:27 am
mood: crushedcrushed

I remember when school was the safest place to be in times of crisis.

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Oh Man

Apr. 11th, 2007 | 02:18 pm
mood: blahblah

I'm not feeling so good. 


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Feb. 28th, 2007 | 12:43 pm
mood: busysurfing the nets

I'm addicted to Bed Bath and Beyond and The Container Store, primarily seaching for ways to not only add to my collection of kitchen tools but to organizing my cabinets, closets and luandry areas.  I LOVE LOVE LOVE it as much as I love how John Krasinski looks in my default icon.  

Well,  I think I like JK just a tad more.   Too bad he isn't for sale at these stores.

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Um, Happy Valentine's Day...?

Feb. 14th, 2007 | 09:45 am
mood: lovedloved

I'm not on this day.  It's such a pseudo holiday full of men/women flexing to other men/women about how much money they spent and how creative they got with their significant others.  It's like a contest.  Besides, how romantic is it to go out to a crowded restaurant and try and have a conversations when tons of people are standing around waiting for you to shut up and eat so they can take your seat?

Lucky me, I married a good man who tells me he loves me everyday.  He makes me feel loved any chance he gets.  He is kind, considerate, incredibly funny as well as smart.  I know that no one will ever love me the way he does and despite of how damaged I have always felt about myself and all the deep and painful secrets I have told him about myself, he still looks at me the same way he always has; full of love.  So, why do I need a day to have him show me how much he loves me?  I just feel like it's such a waste.  One day, where everyone is pretty much doing the same thing as you?  I would rather save that for our anniversary like our 10-year, which is in June, where I know that we are the only 2 people remembering our decade together and thanking my lucky stars that I am with my soul mate, my best friend, my confidante, my devil's advocate, my love.

I think we should just celebrate how much our friends mean to us because honestly, when do you tell your friends how much you love them?

I love you all even if I haven't met you, know that I love you.

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