I'd Like To Take This Opportunity To Thank You Tube

So a few years ago( Who am I kidding? It's been almost 4 years since I've been out of college so it has to have been at least 5 years and not just a few.)they would show in theaters before movies. My roommate, her sister, and I loved it. I tried finding it a while back and was unsuccessful. I just thought about it tonight and thought I should look it up on You Tube. I don't know why I didn't do that before. Well I found it, and ladies and gents I present to you, Deluxe 247.



It's Deluxe Son!

I Don't Mean To Toot My Own Horn...

So the apartment building I live in is doormen on duty 24 hours a day. I love all of the doorman and guys that work downstairs. I have a lot of fun with them. In fact two of them the other day invited me to their rap fight. They were joking, but the one had asked me if I had any Biggie or Eminem on my IPOD. I said no, as that is way old school, but I don't think they realize that I have a secret love for rap and the hip hop culture, but I digress.

So all these doormen range in all sorts of different ages. There are younger ones a little younger than me, and then there are some old enough to be my grandpa.

Recently I feel like there's this secret game of who can get in Laura's pants. OK, so it's not that serious, but I do have several admirers. Plus if they were playing that game with, the only getting in my pants is a party where all would have the opportunity to try on my pants.

1. The first one is the guy that took me to the hospital when I blew my face off. He is definitely too old for, but he was interested to know if I called my boyfriend to let him know that I was in the hospital. He also passively tried to get me to take a dance class with him. One of the maintenance guys was teasing him one day while talking to me because he thought he was trying to impress me.

2. Another one of the guys (he's a doorman/maintenance man. Some of them rotate posts) kept asking questions to find out whether or not I was single and informative questions. I must admit that I was excited because I had a mini crush on him. One day, he finally asked for my number. Sadly, we still haven't gone out. I was out of town for a few weeks, and I guess maybe he lost interest. I'm too nervous to ask him why we never went out.

3. The next guy is one that I see all the time during the day when I'm downstairs doing laundry. It's like he just woke up one day and realized how beautiful I am. He referred to me as beautiful one day, and the next day he decided that we had never properly met (this isn't true, but I'm used to meeting people several times and not remembering that they met me. It's one of the curses of having a good memory.) He treats me very well now and always engages in conversation which he never did before. He also enjoys teasing me. I'm kind of intrigued my him.

4. The last one I'm not sure about. He just started yesterday. He's really tall and kind of dorky, but I'm a sucker for dorky. I don't really know him enough yet so I don't know for sure his style. However, he winked at me several times today when I was walking by. Like I said, I don't know him well enough so I'm not sure the purpose for his wink. It's kind of cute because it's an odd wink, but I can't place my finger on why. It just seems kind of random , and there's nothing provoking the winking (except of course extremely good looks, warm inviting smile, and my sexy hello.) I'll see how this winking progresses; I could just be getting a head of myself.


Either way, I find myself feeling pretty good about myself when I fraternize with the building workers.


But Seriously, can you blame them?

Friends

I love good, caring friends! It makes me happy.

I Live In An Apartment Where A Music Video Was Filmed

This is a music video that was filmed where I currently reside. It was a couple of weekends ago. They only used the kitchen, but you can see the infamous oven that nearly burnt off my face. There are also two kids seeing in the background; one of them is the boy that I nanny. At the end of the video, there are shots filmed in the studio, and he is the boy in the red shirt.

The artist in the video is Tina Devaron. (www.tinadevaron.com)

Six Quirks!

OK so I was tagged forever ago so I thought I better do this.

Here's how this works..
List 6 quirks about you..
Tag 6 people..(Good news, I'm not tagging anyone. I love being tagged, but I hate tagging others so be at ease as you read; you don't have to worry about finding your name at the end.
Tell who tagged you.. Julie S.

1. OK, so I've improved with this over the past few years, but I used to be very OCD about it. Whenever the I would go through the Sunday Washington Post, I had a certain method to it. I would pull out all the sections and ads that I looked at. Then I would have to read them in a very specific order. My family used to take parts out just to drive me crazy and throw off my groove. It was very frustrating. As I said, I've gotten better and am not so OCD about it.

2. I do all sorts of strange things in my sleep (of course we all do, but I've got some good ones.) My mom caught me trying to go to the bathroom on the trash can once. I have made animal noises. My wrote a poem and recited it to my roommate as she was walking out the door to class. I often cross my legs when I'm laying on my back. I will bend one up, and then cross the other one over it. I also curl up into strange positions. One time my roommates couldn't find me because I was curled up into a ball at the top part of my bed, near the corner, and they did not realize a person was there. They just thought I was the blankets.

3. When I was younger, I used to have to always start a set of stairs on the right foot, and count them as I went. It would throw me off if I didn't start on the right foot, especially if I was using my home stairs because I didn't end on the correct foot. (Yes, I know there is no right or wrong foot in real life, but the OCD world of me, there is.)

4. A friend once told me that I laugh shamelessly, and it's true. I try to keep it as appropriate as possible, but when I think something is funny, I laugh. I feel no shame in letting my laughter heard, even if it means I'm the only one laughing. (It happened the other night at the movie theater.)

5. Whenever I see a play or some sort of improv show, it always makes me wish that I had gone into acting and performance. I think it would be so much fun.

6. I am awesome at the game Honey I Love You, But I Just Can't Smile. I didn't realize until I played it a few months ago. I think it's something I perfected over the years. One person there thought I of all people couldn't do it. Though I laugh shamelessly, I can also control it. I think that's why when my roommates and I made prank phone calls Freshmen Year (Don't judge me, I was living in Rexburg, ID, and it was a tough winter) I was the one that always made the calls. I was the only that could do it without laughing. We made a lot of friends this way and even got my roommate a date once....only in Rexburg.

Post

So I don't have a good title for this post. I am excited to write about my weekend, but I'm too tired now, and I want to give it my all (as requested by Hot Cup) so I'm just going to do a quick little post.

I have two main points.

1. Today I was talking to an old friend on the phone. My friend told me of an epiphany that they had recently, and I just had to do one of those smack yourself in the forehead and say "duh!" smacks. My friends epiphany is one that was obvious my most, but I guess people have to find out things on their own

2. I discovered a new fun game on Facebook. I'm going to find events that are open events and reply that I am not attending. The funny part (at least in my little brain) is, it's for events I'm not even invited too. I love it!

A Post Where I Talk About the Celebrities I've Seen In The Past Week

As I've mentioned before I'm not ashamed at how star struck I can be, and this week was no exception.

On Wednesday I was taking the boy I nanny to Tai Kwan Do. After I dropped him off, I ran to the store real quick, and then headed back to class. I was on the phone when, I look into the class, and there is Al Roker from the Today Show! He was sitting with his son while watching his daughter in class. I was sitting next to his wife. I learned a lot about him and his family by observation. To keep his life private, I won't air it all on here, but I will say I rode the elevator with him...I was too nervous to talk to him.

The fun doesn't stop there. There were signs posted up within a three block radius of where I live posted this week. It was instructed cars that they couldn't park there on Thursday because of filming. They were filming for the NBC show Lipstick Jungle. I've never watched it, but I've heard of it. So Thursday was a filled with trailer after trailer.

I didn't spend the whole day out there, but when I was out I would canvass the place to figure out what was going down. I found the actors' trailers. They threw me at first because they were labeled with the name of the characters on the show (sneaky) During the day all I could really figure out was where the snack trailers were. I also saw a sign that filming was until 2AM.

So I went out after the kids were in bed. And there I stood at 10PM in the freezing cold (I was too dumb to bring a hat and gloves.)I was able to find where they were filming, and I was set for the duration. I stood by watching. I was close enough that I could've been part of the crew. I was even tempted to grab a chicken finger when they were passing them around. Then all of a sudden it was time and there was Brooke Shields! It was quite exciting. It was even more excited, for me, when there was Andrew McCarthy. (I'm too lazy to make one of those links to Wikipedia to tell you who he is, but he is one of the Original Brat Pack from the 80's. I've always loved him. He's adorable. So there he was. I think he was directing this episode or had something to do with the filming.

I stood with a lady and her dog. She asked them earlier if her dog could be in it. Some crew man told us that for 30 minutes of TV, they film 80 hours and usually work 14-16 hour days. It takes 9 days for one episode. That's crazy, not to mention how darn cold it was out there. I was also asked twice if I was there with the extras.

After a few takes, it was a wrap. As I stood on the outskirts of the circle, Brooke gave us a rousing speech on how fun it's been and how she has good hopes for them and hopes they will all be on for Season 3. Champagne was passed around, and it was a good time. Everyone was clapping and hugging. It was an emotional time, and I was there for it. Everyone hit the bars afterwards.

Here are some things that I learned from this experience:

1. Filming takes a long time. ( I also watched them set up once for a Sprint commercial in Times Square that is being run right now. I ended up getting bored watching.)
2. When an actor is in their trailer, there is a little light that comes on, placed on the outside.
3. Smoking makes you look rough. (Andrew is/was a smoker, I'm not sure of his present smoking status, and he looked rough.
4. All of our world's energy goes to powering all of the actor's trailers, wardrobe, food trailers, etc.
5. I really want a career as the canteen girl on set. I watched the guy at the above mentioned Spring commercial stock the food table, and it was amazing. It was ridiculous how much food there was. And it was like times 10 for Lipstick Jungle. I think it would be a fun job. I love being in charge of refreshments.

And finally, they told me the episode will be on tonight at 10pm. So if you watch, no the part where Brooke Shield's daughter throwing up in the trash is right on 5th Ave, and I was right in front of them!

Back In Action

Well it's almost been a week, and tonight I was back in the heat of action. Yes, I returned to using the oven. I must say I was very nervous, but I sill have a face and hands. Thank you all who express their concern when I almost blew off my face. And yes, Iggy I agree they need a new oven. I believe one is in store when they redo their kitchen...in the summer.

Update

I'm doing much better today. I'm able to type this without my hand being in pain extreme pain. As long as I don't rub it on anything, I'm okay. My face is kind of stiff. The worst part is the left side of my face. I had mascara on my eye lashes, and I think when they got burned, it got burned on. I can't get it off. I'm afraid to pull because my eye lashes are so short now. I must say it's weird to have your eye lids burned. I'm excited to stop wearing the Ointment so I don't look like so much of a grease face.


OK, so there were a couple of requests for pictures so I to please my adoring fans, I am posting. I must say that it really just looks like a bad sunburn. You can see the eyebrow a bit. I tried the best I could to capture the lost of hair. It looks like I gave myself a little buzz right at the top. You really don't notice unless you know about it, and you look up close.

Again, I can't say how blessed I was. The more I think about it, the more I realize how scary it really was. I keep having flash backs of a flame flying in my face. I'm going to get checked out tomorrow. They wanted me to come in for a follow-up. If anything is wrong, I'll let you know.

So enjoy the pictures. (So try your best to see the short hairs. Also I realized that you really can't tell how bad my hand really looks, mainly because I have stubby little gnome hands, and I have a natural red tint. As the maintenance man Irving told me, I always just look a little red.)

Hot Hot Hot

So I spent some time in the ER tonight. I was preparing to cook dinner, and the stove that my employers have is very old. You have to light it. Well when I lit it, the flame came back in my face.

I'm doing well. I only have first degree burns. It's possible that my index finger and thumb could have second degree. I'm struggling to type this. I had two freaked out kids mainly due to the burnt hair smell. My mother had to chuckle because the first thing I did was run to a mirror to see if I had eyebrows. I have to go back Friday to make sure it doesn't get worse. I mainly look like I got a bad sunburn, plus a little bit of singed eyebrow and part of my hair. I actually looked quite frazzled on the ends. After I showered, I realized it wasn't too bad. I was really nervous because my hair is already thin, and I lost a few chunks. My eye lashes are shorter, and I did lose a bit of eyebrow. The worst part is last night I did some long overdue plucking. The brow that got burnt the most was the one that got a little over plucked. Had I known I would burn them off, I would have skipped the
plucking.

I got in and out of the hospital fairly quick. I was nervous because the emergency room was packed. One of our building workers took me and stayed with me the whole time. I got all the good gossip on our door men and maintenance men.

All, and all, I'm doing amazingly well. My hair still smells, and my fingers are killing me. I'm icing up and have ointment (though the ointment looks like I rubbed Vaseline all over my face). I think my face will be fine, and my hair will grow back. I was extremely blessed.

I Can't Believe I Forgot!

The always funny and lovable, Seth Myers.

I was a little sad that I didn't see Tina Fey or Keenan Thompson. However, I did see Keenan Thompson years ago at a concert at Nissan Pavilion. A lot of the cast was there from Nickelodeon's show 'All That'

Live From New York...

As mentioned in a previous post, my present interests are in my celebrity crushes. That continues to remain the same. However, depending on what I'm viewing at the time determines my crushes. I've really been into Saturday Night Live this season. Even when the skits are stupid, I love it. I have a crush on about half of the male cast. Being in NYC, I have an even greater love for the show.

Well last night a friend and I went over the Rockefeller Plaza where the show is taped. We watched all the people with tickets go through Security since the Secret Service was there for John McCain. We didn't actually go to the show because we didn't have tickets. However, we waited around until after the show to see what we could see.

First, we ended up seeing John and Cindy McCain. They were in a black Suburban, but Cindy they both gave us a wave. Then we went to another side of the building where the actors came out of. I have no shame in admitting that I am a very star struck person. I know it's dumb, because they're not any better than you and me, but that's how it is. I've actually seen many famous people in my day, and I must say this is probably on the top of my list because I'm in love with some of these guys. This goes on my list of greatest moments in my life.

So without further adieu, I present to you the cast of SNL. (I actually didn't get all of the cast because they all didn't come out or some were not around long enough for pictures.


Lorne Michael's-Producer of SNL (He's the old guy in the middle, about to get in the car.)



Casey Wilson Moynihan(Casey is the one with the big bag.) and Bobby. They are both new this season.


Will Forte (No I don't know the girl in this picture, but I'm over it.)


Jason Sudeikis (He's married, but I think he's adorable in glasses. I'm a sucker for mean in glasses. The picture doesn't do him justice)


Bill Hader

I also saw Kristen Wiig, and Fred Armisen, but didn't get picture. I also saw David Cook. He had a little entourage with him. I got a few pictures but decided not to post them. His entourage annoyed me.

But the greatest sighting of them all...be still my soul, my heart may need a defibrillator just thinking about it.


ANDY SAMBERG!!!!!!!!!!!

As I said before, one of the greatest moments of my life.

No This Is Not A Red States Verses Blue States.

visited 35 states (70%)
Create your own visited map of The United States or determine the next president


So I was going to write more in this post, but I'm too tired. It was going to be about how I thought I only had one more state on the East Coast to make it to, but apparenlty our smallest state eludes me. Blast! I will explain another day how I was able to knock out a few states recently.

Something That Made Me Laugh

So my boss had some people over for wine last night. The 9-year boy that I nanny was excited to play waiter. So he asked for help opening the bottle of wine. This is how it went down.(Note: I don't remember the exact quotes.)

Boy: Will you help me open this?
Me: Yes
Boy:(As he gets the cork screw) How do I do this again; I forgot?
Me: I don't know;I've never open a bottle of wine.

The Times They Are Changing

So this week was a big week for me. It was a week of changes. I ended a job that was my longest worked job out of college, I said goodbye to the house that my family lived in for 15 years (they've been moved into their new house for a while, but we were finishing up cleaning and painting), and got ready to move to NYC.

All of these changes are good changes, and time for all of them. However, it's interesting how hard change can be. The one I find most interesting is how bittersweet it was to leave work. Yes, I'm so happy to be done, but there really were parts I enjoyed. It's what I've known for the last year and a half. It's been my life. Wednesday was a day of mixed emotions, and yes some tears were shed.

Now I sit typing this in NYC. I arrived safely and my bags are unpacked. I'm excited for the times ahead and to see what life will bring next. I will keep you posted on my happenings.

I'm debating on whether or not to change the title of my blog. It's not so much mixed up files now that I'm not working in an office. I am open to suggestions for new titles. Does anyone have any thoughts? (No I will not rename it the Nanny Diaries)

The Birds And The Bees

So I realized the other day that I don't presently have a crush. It's been a long time since I haven't had a crush on at least one person. I'm not here tonight to go into all of those details. If you've been around me in the past few years, you know the story. If not, you may just be out of luck.

Anyway, I'm not out searching for a crush. I like this time to be be free, but I did decide that I have some celebrity crushes. There are three that I'm currently into. I find them all strange because I don't really find them attractive, but at the same time, I really do. I'm drawn to all three for different reasons, and I'm very intrigued by them.

So I present to you my celebrity crushes.




I was going to write a list of things I liked about them and also why I find it odd that I like them, but I'm too tired now so I'm going to leave that up to your imagination.

There Comes A Time When Every Dedicated Blogger Reaches This Point

So I finally reached my 100th post. Okay, that's not true. This is really 105, and if we want to get technical, there were others. Some of them got deleted.

Anyway, leading up to the big 100, I thought of what I could write. I had many ideas. However, 100 came and went.

So I want to pay homage to my 105th post because it contains some good stuff.

So if you haven't noticed, I don't really like my job. In fact anyone that I've been in close contact with since graduating from college knows I've struggled with the working word. From what I hear and see, it's normal for people my age. We just don't commit to things, and we don't' really know what we want in life.

I went to college, and then when I graduated, I took the next step in life, joined the working world. That's what you're supposed to do. I've had a hard time with this. It's expected that you get a "good" job, and work on your career. What if I didn't go to college for the money? Maybe I went to just learn. I've been a firm believer in following after what you want to do. So what if you went to college, and your dream is to be a cashier at Hallmark. Just do what you love to do.

My problem has been figuring out what I want to do. I realized that my dreams were not necessarily career related. I do have some career goals, but they are not for right now and require more school. Many of my goals are not job related at all. However, the past three years, I've stuck with what's expected of me. It's all about the "career move". Well I've decided to forget about that aspect at this point in life. Life is not all about career.

So in two weeks, I'm making a huge change to follow a dream. I've dreamed of living in NYC for the past few years, and it's about to become a reality. I'm packing up the diploma for an umbrella and a large bag. (That's a Mary Poppins reference.) I'm going to be a nanny on the Upper East Side! I'm totally stoked, free housing, good pay, a chance to live my dream!

My Policy Is To Always Get People Do Things For You So You Don't Have To Do Them Yourself:

So sometimes I don't write posts because it can be time consuming. Well today, my problem was solved, and I don't have to write the post I thought about writing.

My Grammatical Error Still Kind of Fits

So my friend pointed out to me that my title in the last post should probably read Going to the Chapel. At first, I was a little embarrassed by my error. After thinking about error, it kind of works. Gongs kind of give an Asian vibe, and Cambodians are Asian, and I went to an Cambodian reception, hence "Gong To The Chapel."

Gong To The Chapel

No this post has nothing to do with my nuptials. I just thought I would post a few pictures from a wedding I was a bridesmaid in this weekend. My friend Kami got married on Friday. I was able to attend the wedding on Friday, and she had a reception on Saturday. Her husband Hank is Cambodian so we ended up wearing two different outfits. I can say that I didn't really like either one because they weren't too flattering so I'll just post a few so you can get the idea.


This is the only one where I don't look like a pink pumpkin. The girl that took this didn't get it in time to see my airtime. However, I saw the one the real photographer took, and it looked pretty sweet.

Here are some of the others at the Temple.


I'm pretty much holding most of Hank's weight here.

The cute couple.

Dapper Men

Now for the Cambodian Reception:



We had to wear nude shirts because the outfits weren't very modest.







This is the Cambodian Band that sang Cambodian songs all night except when they did a cover of Mariah Carey's I Can't Live,, House of the Rising Sun in Cambodian, and The Farmer in the Dell as they cut the wedding cake.

It was a interesting night.

It's Almost Here!

My friends, Fall is almost here. I can feel it just around the corner. One probably couldn't guess it by the warm weather, but there have been two signs recently...OK maybe three, but the other one isn't as exciting.

1. Halloween Candy is in the stores. So this has been there since like the beginning of August. It doesn't make me excited, but it is a sign.

2. I was in a craft store the other week and they had Fall decorations and crafts. I love just walking through the aisles and looking at all the stuff.

3. There's a story that accompanies the 3rd reason so let me set it up for you. So there is an Italian Ice/Custard place near my parents. My mom signed my brother and me up for the mailing list . It was a joke at first, but I actually look forward to their daily email. I've only been there twice, but with the email it makes me always want to go. It shows the flavors of the day and the special flavor of the season. They will have one flavor for a period of time that goes with the time of year. They recently ended cotton candy (still sad that I missed it.) Last week their Fall flavor came out, Pumpkin Pie Ice Cream! I love all things pumpkin pie so I'm stoked to try it.

So there it is, Fall is upon us. It's my favorite season for many reasons, and I'm excited for the weather to cool down so I can welcome it in full.

The Sales Pitch

*Just another reason why I hate my job. I hope it doesn't get too old especially for my good roommate that listens to all my venting.

So one of my many duties at work is to make sales calls. I hate it because I'm a terrible sales person, but I do it because I have no choice. Often times we follow-up our sales calls with an email or letter and brochure in the mail.

Well last week I spoke to a lady over the phone, and she asked me to mail her some information about our company. I was getting everything together with the brochure and typed up a fantastic letter. I told my boss the lady wanted me to send some stuff, and she told me to put a letter in. That was the first thing that annoyed me. Yes, I've been here a year and a half; I know how to send out mailers.

I stamped the envelope and put it out for the mail. A little bit later, my boss waltzed into my office and gave me a letter she typed up to mail out. Without her noticing, I took the envelope with my letter and replaced it with her letter.

I laugh now, but at the time I was ticked off. I'm not sure my boss realizes I'm capable of writing a business letter. I wrote a ton in college, and I've been doing it here for a while!

2nd, I think you right. It's time for some managerial classes.

Oh, and I saved my letter in my purse so I could admire my craftsmanship. My letter was so much better.

I'll Tell You When You're Older

Sometimes I forget that my little brother is younger and therefore is still very innocent. Because of this, he often hears things he shouldn't. Let me give you a few examples of things that happened just this weekend.

I was riding in the car with my family, and I was telling my parents about the cartoon a friend told me about. Basically it was of little sperm swimming to an egg, and the Michael Phelps one was much faster. My brother asked us what sperm was. Of course we all felt a little awkward, and we snickered under our breath. My other brother, in the car, saved the day and mentioned something about sperm whales. We were able avoid that talk.

Second, I was watching an episode of Scrubs this weekend. At the end of the episode, my brother asked me what Booty Call was. I don't remember what I said, but I think I just changed topics. Apparently he asked my mom again, tonight.

I guess I should be a better big sister.

All This Convention Talk Has Made Me Nostalgic

First, I have to say that when I first started this post, I couldn't get it to write in English. Then I remembered that I enabled the language translator today, and I was writing in Hindi.

Anyway, back our regularly scheduled post. So with the Democratic National Convention ending and the Republican one ending, I am suddenly taken back to a time when I was nine years old. This memory came to me the other day. It was while I was in the fourth grade. I was attending school in Aurora, Colorado. Third grade and two months of fourth grade was the only time that I did not attend my public school education in the Commonwealth of Virginia. The more I think about it, my school in Colorado was probably the best I ever attended. I will save that for another post.

The two months was did go to school there were during a presidential election. The school decided that they were going to teach us about the election process. To do this, they came up with two characters to run. (I don't remember if they were running to be president of the school or a new mascot.) The candidates were Sonic the Hedgehog and Bugs Bunny. All of the classes were assigned a state. I remember that my class and another fourth grade class were the state of Hawaii.

Individually, you got to choose who you were supporting. I chose to support Bugs Bunny. Each candidate held a convention. The two classes made signs for their state and candidate so the two classes divided based on each individual's candidate of choice.

When it came to convention time, I was selected to represent the great state of Hawaii. I stood at the podium and announced how many delegates were there for support of our candidate. It is one of my crowning moments.

Sadly, I left before the election was completed, and I never found out who won. I think they should have used that as an opportunity to teach us about absentee voting.

How Could I Have Strayed From the Office Theme?

So someone, we'll call her Biggy (to protect her name of course), had a few complaints about the last couple of posts. Maybe I should come play some Titanic for her at midnight, and Les Mis, and Mary Had a Little Lamb.

Anyway, I must admit that I can't believe I left out a huge detail of my work week.

The 18-year old quit on Wednesday. He just wasn't cut out for the business world. Now it's back to just me.

One is the loneliest number.

Just A Thought

When you have a visitor over, you don't allow them to play the piano at midnight, even if they are playing music from Titanic.

A Little Light Bathroom Reading

So this is what I read the other day on the stall in a Kohl's bathroom. This person seems excited about homeschool. I say person because I haven't ruled out that maybe a boy came in and wrote it.

When Work With an 18-Year Old, These are the Kind of Emails You Get

I wasn't so much concerned with the picture as the I was with the not that came with it. This is what it said: do u think dis is funni

I wish I could say this post was a joke.

There's Only A Ms. LMC In We.

Whenever we have meetings at work, my boss always talks about we need to this or we're going to do that. I cringe everytime becuase it loosely translates to, me making sure that all gets done.

Did I mention, I don't like Mondays?

Just A Spoon Full of Sugar Helps the Medicine Go Down

Last month I was up in NYC, and some friends and I saw the Mary Poppins the Musical. It was a really good show, and I enjoyed it a lot. So I was listening to the music a few weeks ago, and I realized that Mary Poppins and I are kind of similar. No, I'm not a British Nanny that takes care of misbehaved children. However we do have something in common as far as names go. I noticed that people often refer to her as Mary Poppins. I find this happens with me as well. There are a large number of people that refer by my first and last name. They do it when greeting me, and then throughout our conversation. It's an interesting phenomenon as most of them have done it independently of each other. I'm not sure why, but it happens.

It's Been A Long Time Since I Blogged About Work

So I realized that I used to blog about work a lot, and I haven't lately. A lot of that is do exit of a certain coworker. We'll call her Bibba. To get you up to speed, the business was sold, Bibba left, new bosses came in.

Now along with that came a whole list of headaches. Here's the equation 2 bosses + 1 employee + plus inexperience of the bosses + 1 employee doing the work of Bibba, employee, and everything else + bosses not listening to the advice of employee that has been doing the job a lot longer = 10x

After solving the equation, we find that x=a living hell at work.

I don’t mean to sound negative so let’s focus on a good thing that happened last week. I got a coworker! He's very hot, and very charming...he's 18. Either way, it's good to have someone again, and we have an instant bond because we're the worker ants, and worker ants stick together.

I don't think I'll have as funny of stories as I did with Bibba. They were some of the best. It reminds me of the time she told me when I was married I should go to a strip club just to see what they're all about. One day I will write a book about all of the Bibbaisms.

Anyway, I have a few laughs with my 18-year old. He asked me last week why I always work so hard. He told me I should become an actress. He told me I look like a high school principal/teacher. Then the icing on the cake, we had our corporate developer at work today. He came in my office and told me she was hot for a person her age (45 years old). I didn’t quite catch what he said next, but I’m pretty sure he told me I was hot too, but he was amazed because she was older.

It’s good to have a coworker again.

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Ask And Ye Shall Recieve

So I'm not usually one to get all testimony bearing on the blog, or really in person for that matter, mainly due to my difficulty in showing emotion or opening up, but today I will.

I'll spare you and my little fingers the details, and I will simply say God does answer prayers. Often times it's in ways you least expect it, but he still answers, and for that, I am grateful.

A Few Random Ramblings

I don't have just one thing I want to talk about so here are some random things that have happened recently.

1. Today I interviewed a girl. If I were running an escort service, I probably would have hired her on the spot. Her top looked more like a bustier, and her already short skirt that had slits that went mid-way up her thigh. I was very uncomfortable the whole time. And if that weren't bad enough, she told me that she's had 3 hip surgeries in the past year (she's almost 23.) so the rest of the interview my hip was very uncomfortable thinking about it.

2. I have a friend that when we talk or get together, it's not to uncommon for us to argue about something. One of our regulars is who is more of a jerk. I still stand by that my friend is because when this friend says something rude the friend knows it was rude. I on the other hand, say rude things usually because I'm dumb and clueless. For example, I was on the phone with another friend the other day. This is a good friend of mine, this friend's mother died almost 2 years ago. I was telling my friend that my mom would be out of town for 2 weeks so I would be motherless for two weeks. As it came out of my mouth, I realized what an insensitive jerk I was so I quickly moved past that topic to something else. So most of the time, I don't mean to be a jerk. I just don't think.

3. This morning I got out of bed, and I was dizzy and kept listing to the left. I thought it was just from waking up, but I continued to be dizzy the rest of the day. At one point something was wrong with the left side of my body. I thought I was having a stroke. By the end of the day I was doing better, but I was questioning whether or not I should go to the gym.

4. Which brings me to my 4th point (oh, I did end up going to the gym.) So I joined back up with a gym I was a member of a while back. They really wanted me to return so I got a pretty nice deal. Anyway, I have two issues.

a. First today, I was on the treadmill. There was a big fan blowing on us, and it made everything feel very nice. Then enters stinky man. He got on the treadmill next to me. Big fan + stinky man = irritated nostrils. I left the treadmill

b. The second point is a serious issue to me. It seems my gym is taking equal employment opportunity literal, and it's upsetting me. No it's not a race, culture, or religious issue. Some of the workers there seem to be rather large. Now, I don't claim to be a size 2, but when I go to the gym, I want to see attractive fit workers. Luckily, I don't think any of them are trainers, but seriously it's very distracting.

A three month-tour, a three-month tour...(should be sung to the theme of Gilligan's Island)

Well in case there is anyone out there that reads this that I don't speak to at least on a semi-regular basis, I did not die. I know it may seem that way because I have not blogged in almost three months. I'd give you a list of excuses, but instead I'll just fill you in on what I've been up to since then. (This makes me laugh because my roommate and I had a conversation about someone else's blog today and how all of their posts lately refer to stuff that happened a month ago because they are behind as well.)

Anyway.....

So in April I ran a 10K.



I don't have any pictures from the event because everyone I went down with was running. Although, if I pay an arm and a leg, I can purchase photos that the sponsors took of us while running the race.

In May, I...



went to a butterfly garden.




hung out with some friends downtown.




took my younger brother to NYC for the first time, where we saw




Will Smith's stand-in while they were filming a scene from the upcoming movie Hancock! (In theaters Wednesday July 2, 2008)

Also during the month of May I attended the wedding of a friend from high school in Disney World!






In the month of June, I moved out of my parent's house, I turned a year older, and I've been to the zoo twice.

So there you have it. I'm sure I missed a lot, but those were just some of the highlights. I'll try to be more faithful in my blog writing just in case the five people that ever read it to begin with are still interested.

This Is What Makes My Job Fun

Excerpt from a resume:

I WAS TAKING CARE OF THE ELDERLY WOMANS LIKE CAPPED PERSONS BY CHANGIN THEIR CLOTHERS, WASHING THEM, IRONING THEIR LAUNDRY, SERVING FOOD, ASSISTING THEM IN AND OUT OF BED...ALMOST ABOUT 1-2 YRS EXPERIENCES WITHOUT PAY...JUST



HELPING OUT, I WILL ANYTHING TO HELP OLDER WOMANS

Outbreak

On Friday I went to get blood work* done. I was riding the elevator with some lady, down the laboratory. I wanted to turn to her and say, "I’m here for an HIV test. What are you here for?"

Then I thought I should have come up with some sort of airborne illness that would really freak you out if you were sharing an elevator with that person.

Any suggestions?

*I was just getting basic blood work done because I had a physical the week before. My lipid panel came back, and you'll be happy to know my cholesterol is fine. I'm still waiting for the other test. This will confirm whether or not my hypochondriacness, over the years, will finally get the justice it deserves...though I don't want something to really be wrong with me.

Phototastic!

I really enjoy having my picture taken. I think it's funny that in any two photos we can look so different. I'll admit, I've had my fair share of bad pictures, but when a I have a shot that I think is good, I can't help but look at it. Maybe I have an obsession with myself or something.

I presently have a photo of myself, on my computer at work. Every once in a while I like to pull it up and admire myself. I can't help that I was born so dang good looking. It's a gift!




I will have to find more and post for you, just in case this photo, alone, does not convince you what a hottie I am.

Life Changing

An event occurred this morning that has profoundly changed my life, for good. I will never be the same, and I must say this is a good thing.

The Troops Are Going To Run Me Dry

No, not our miltary troops. The troops of Girl Scouts standing out in front of the stores every weekend.

The worst part, is I'm not actually buying for the cookies for the cookies. Don't get me wrong, I love Girl Scout cookies, but I'm not really feeling them this year. I've maybe had 5 cookies total from the boxes I've bought.

So let me set the situation up for you. Last weekend, I got to the store and noticed that some of the members of this Girl Scout Troop were not your typical looking Girl Scouts. I felt as if I had to buy so I could support them. Then this weekend, it was a group of Brownies. How could I resist?

My solution: I need to stop going to the store.

Recent Highlights In My Life

A few weeks ago I learned to crochet and made a scarf for one of my scarf lovin' friends. I've always wanted to learn to crochet but never did. I guess it was my "I told you I could do it, so there" attitude that made me get it done.

And more recently, I ran 6 miles! I am running a 10K at the beginning of April. Seeing as this is the most I've ever fun in my life, I'm pretty stoked about this and a lot more confident that I can do it.

Mommy WOW, I'm A Big Kid Now

So today marks the one year anniversary at my first big kid's job. It's kind of surreal. It's gone really fast, but I've really learned a lot. I'm really glad that I like my job. I still don't have it all down, but I'm learning more everyday. I will say it never fails to entertain me or bring something new. It keeps me on my toes. I can't say that I will be there a year from now, but I'm definitely here for the time being.

I know I often write stories about work, so I'm going to keep with the tradition here. I spend a lot of time on the phone; usually speaking to people I don't know. I was conducting a phone interview with a woman on the phone, today. She had to step away to get a pen, and while I was waiting, I heard a noise that sounded like a gun shot. I really thought it was so just in case I checked the time on my phone. I did this in case someone was really shot, and I was a witness. Well not so much a witness, but a....well I don't really know the word, but I hope you know what I'm saying. The point is, I would not have been very surprised if this happened. Everyday is a new story.

Easily Entertained

Last night I went into Subway. I ordered a sandwich and was on my way. As I walked out, I nodded my head at a guy. I was able to see his reflection on the door as I walked away. He totally turned around to check me out. It made me chuckle.

*Please note that I tried to put a picture here, but Blogger would not let me get into the function. Oh well.

My Joy

So I haven't written in a while, and I was told recently that I never put pictures up. This is true, and I fully intend to add some more, but at this time I don't have what I need.

Anyway, I have been feeling extra happy lately. Not that I was feeling blue before, but I noticed, yesterday, that I've been happier. There's no particular event to this happiness, but I'm grateful that I noticed and even more grateful to be extra happy.

So I thought I would share in some of my joy. Earlier this week, I could not find my staple remover. I never realized how much I depend on this little item. What I found most amusing was that no other staple remover would do. My coworker offered me an extra one, but I wanted mine. It's no better than any other, but apparently I've become attached.

So I finally found it. It was hiding behind my phone. I feel much better, and I'm happy to report that my staple remover feels much better to. Please see below: