Long Time No Post

I finally got a second to sit down and write something. Not that I know what to say, but I figured I'd better try to say something before I get booted from the blogger society. I have just been in a completely different state of mind lately. I've been preoccupied by NHP and haven't done much else. Having said that, I had a great weekend. I didn't really do much, which is what makes it great. I had poohbear, and he was sick for most the weekend, so we just stayed in and played. This weekend NHP's mom is coming down from Virginia and I will be doing the family thing. If we have some time this weekend, I would love to meet up with everyone. If anything is going on, let me know. I saw trivia is on for tomorrow night. Maybe one day I'll be able to go, but this is not the week. I was glad to see that I'm not the only blog slacker. I see Irish hasn't had much to say lately either. She seems to be pretty busy with work....and stuff. Anyhoo, hope to see you all soon!

Four Letter Word

So, I mentioned in one of my last posts that I was sort of seeing someone. It's the craziest thing. We have been friends for the past 12 years. We met through my best friend when I started dating her brother. This guy was a friend of his and we all lived together at one point. Through the most abusive relationship I ever had, he stayed by my side and after I broke up with the jerk, he remained my friend. I even met my now ex-husband through him and when we were married, he lived in an apartment off the back of our house. He was there when I brought my son home from the hospital and he has watched him grow. I have always turned to him when I needed to talk and I have always trusted him with my deepest secrets. So, here's the crazy part. How do you start a relationship in the middle? In most relationships, you have to get to know someone and figure out their weird habits. With him, I already know him better than anyone. I have loved him, like a friend, for years. But, now with the possibility of something more, my feelings for him have multiplied. I have the feeling like we have been in this relationship for years, but I'm nervous like I'm in a new relationship. It's the funniest feeling I've ever had. It's all the best parts of a relationship all in one. The comfort of an old love with the thrill of a new one. Maybe this will be the greatest romance of all time. I mean, we have been building it for 12 years. Although he doesn't read my blog, maybe one day he will ........I love you NHP.

Nerds of the World Unite

Well I was one of the nerds that stood in line for Star Wars last night. We already had our tickets, we just had to wait to get a good seat. I really liked the movie. It was better than Episodes I and II. It was kind of depressing, though. Honestly, I could have watched Hayden shit for 2 hours and it would have been ok with me. He was the best part of the movie for me. Damn, he needs to be my next baby daddy. Anyhoo, I saw a midget dressed up like Yoda. That made the 2 hour wait in line not so bad. He was walking around the crowd posing for pictures and being all cute with his little self. I wanted to run up and hug him, but I realized the little person inside might not find that too amusing. Oh well, all in all it was pretty fun. Although, now I'm wishing I had gotten at least 5 more hours of sleep. I would love the hell out of a power nap about now. No such luck.

Long Time No See

It's been a while since my last post, but it's not my fault. I tried to post on Friday. I had this great post that was really long and the f-ing blogger screwed up. I couldn't get back on and even is I could have, I was not about to write that shit over again. Anyhoo, tomorrow is the big night! STAR WARS!!! We(Mr and Mrs Hutton, Noodle, Fazo and myself) will be at Rave in Vestavia. If anyone else will be there, let me know and maybe we can meet up. I was just told that we are going to be in line at 9 to get a good seat. Yeah, that's great and all but the movie doesn't start until 12:00. That's too damn long to stand in line. I'm a fan and all but, come on, 3 hours...really. Oh well. I guess I'll take it for the team. This past weekend was kind of nice. I had my pooh bear, so we played and planted flowers. Sunday NHP came over and we cooked dinner and went to Lowes to pick out paint to paint my apartment. I had a thought for a minute that I may paint, but then I got over it. I will be moving once my lease is up, so what's the point. I'll wait until I get a house. That's about all that's been happening in my world lately. I'll keep you posted on the growing romance between me and a certain someone. Wish me luck...I need it.

Beach Bum

Well, Noodle Spiller aka Sleep Shitter just called me at work. He was sitting on the beach drinking a beer. He told me a few days ago that he was going with his girlfriend for one of her friend's weddings. The reason he called is still a mystery and I try not to give him any opportunity to fuck with me anymore, so I didn't ask. I just told him what a bastard he was for calling me at work while he was sipping a cold one on the beach. He rambled on about what he had been doing and then he blurts out "I'm horny." What the fuck? I asked where his woman was and he said she had gone up to the condo. So I pointed out the fact that he is on the beach with his girlfriend, who just went to THEIR condo and instead of following her and taking care of business, he calls me to tell me he's horny. What kind of messed up shit is that? I just told him he needed to go find his piece of ass and take care of that problem. He mumbled something about not wanting her and then I changed the subject before he could try and convince me that he wants me again. So here I am talking about what I did last night and what my plans for the weekend are, when he chimes in with,"Your voice is sexy like that." Yeah....right. My sinuses are so bad at this point that the only way I can breath is through my mouth. How is that sexy? I guess he finds mouthbreathing and snot sniffing arousing. Whatever does it for him I guess. Even though I've been trying to be strong, if I was truly strong I wouldn't answer the phone anymore. I guess a part of me likes to think that some part of him still wants me. I never have taken rejection very well and by him wanting me now I feel less hurt by him leaving me before. Hey, I never claimed to be the smartest or the most sane person out there. At least I can admit it.

Pet My Rock

I've read several posts today about childhood and the games we played. For some strange reason this reminded me of my step sister and her pet rock. When I was about 4 she introduced me to the world of pet rocks. She had one that she had drawn a face on and named and made it her very own. Being 4 and thinking she was cool because she was a good bit older than me, I had to have one too. My brother and I searched her Grandmother's yard for the best rocks and with help from him, I had a face on one in no time. Once we had our little army of rock creatures, we had to figure out what to do with them. Only one solution seemed logical...Rock Olympics. I don't recall exactly the tasks we put these smiling rocks through. I'm sure there was a long jump or something. Either way we had hours of fun with nothing more than rocks with expressions. Anyway, at the time I thought it was the coolest toy ever made. Do you think kids now would put down their IPods and portable DVD players to pick up a silly rock and draw a face on it? I enjoy technology as much as the next guy and at this point in my life it really helps me day to day, but I'm just glad that I grew up in a not so advanced time. I only wish kids today were encouraged to use their imagination as much as we were. Instead they're handed their thoughts to them via computers, video games, television and who knows what else. No wonder kids are so screwed up these days.

Here's Your Dirty Laundry..

Minnesota's ex commented on my blog about being with him while I thought we were together. She apparently found out that he had lied to her and to me, so she was going to let me know. I tried to be a nice person and help her by answering questions that he had lied about. I should have listened to my inner voice telling me it was a mistake. Now she's airing it out on my blog and her's. I should have known not to even step in that shit. Now I tracked it all over the house.

To Fairy: Stop talking about this everywhere! He cheated on you. He cheated on me. He'll cheat on every girl he goes out with. He is a loser and always will be.

Stupid Pollen

So, I missed the blogger meeting Thursday night. Thanks to a little thing called pollen, my life has been miserable for the last 6 days. Apparently, I had a severe allergic reation to the pollen in the air. This spawned asthma attacks and finally a sinus infection. As you can imagine I was home bound this weekend. I missed so much. Blogger meeting, Mrs.Hutton's birthday bash and Doo Dah Day. What ever shall I do. Oh well. It's probably for the best. Doo Dah day would have been horrible with all the dog hair and flowers. Mrs.Hutton's party was at a bar, which I can't be around smoke either, so there goes that fun. I feel like I have gerbils shoved in my nose. I can't get air through and every now and then one tries to crawl further up my nasal cavity. Good times, really. Maybe this upcoming weekend will be much better. Hope to see you guys soon.