It's Friday!!

Is it just me...or did it seems like this week drug on forever? I guess because of the short week last week it made this week seem even longer than what it normally does. The dogs had to sleep inside the house last night, it was just too cold and even I am not that mean. They have (thankfully) calmed down so much since we moved to this house. All we have to do is lay down a (old) blanket in the middle of the living room floor and they pass out there until the morning. Or until I move from my spot at the laptop, because they seem to think I am going to attack Tara every time I move.
So has anyone else heard about this new movie 'The Golden Compass'? Apparently this movie is causing a huge controversy, they say it is degrading to Christians. It seems the book 'His Dark Materials' that this is based off of has been interpreted as to they must kill God. After I saw the trailer for this movie, I originally thought "Oh what a neat fantasy movie to take all the kids to" but the more I read about this movie the more it seems to concern me. The Catholic League usually raises a stink about movies, so that did not deter my opinion...it seems like if they do not have something to be boycotting, it isn't a good day. However, being that I have not read this series of epic fantasy novels...I can't help but wonder. Is there more to it than they are letting on? They are comparing it to the likes of 'The Chronicles of Narnia', which is interesting to me...I'm apparently missing the connection between the two. And I have read that series, which I still love. If they are looking to connect them off the basis of good vs evil, fine. But I have the suspicion that isn't so, I believe they are comparing it to the fight against the "mighty" queen in Narnia. In that aspect it is no where near the same. She was a queen not a God or "The God". Although looking up the book reviews of 'His Dark Materials' are very good, I still have apprehensions seeing or reading this series now. Anyway, that got a little deeper than I intended...moving on!
Ugh, I may have to work tonight. :-( More than likely I will have to, it's the weekend. I know I have to work tomorrow. Hell, the only thing I really know anything about is the registers. Which would probably explain why they work me during the day, lol. I don't know, it just makes me uncomfortable going up to people and imposing on them like that. And the fact that most of the time we are rejected doesn't help my self-esteem in this. I hate hounding people. And it doesn't help my subconscious when men come in looking for something for their mistresses. WHAT?! And you're freaking proud of yourself? I have half the mind to dial that phone number you just gave me and call your wife and tell her. Bastard. Grr. And the fact that you never really know what your schedule maybe, because you have to call to see if they need you bugs me too. Yeah, I know...if it sucks so bad, quit. But I need the money so I have no choice right now. :-( Even though I haven't really been working that much. Any extra income at this point is great.
Here's some pics of the decorating we've done so far for Christmas...









Yeah, I'm lazy...and we need more ornaments. Eventually I'll get it done. :-)

Off to work!
Much Love,
K

Yay!!

I have now gotten my cousin addicted to blogger. And I'm very proud of myself, considering it's Mim's fault I have one. She drug me away from my myspace hermiting ways and here I am :-D and I even have facebook now. (Technically that is Christie's fault) Here's a link to my cousin's page http://christie3984.blogspot.com/. She has inturn gotten my sister addicted, here's her link http://nclz4u.blogspot.com/. Lol. So now you have to deal with my entire family on here. Be afraid...be very afraid.

Btw Scott-- I'm still waiting to go see Beowulf *ahem*

Much Love,
K

Cube News...

This is to get everyone ready for the season in the office...there will be more to come. But I thought this was fitting :-D

Anyone else...

having a crappy week? Things have happened this week (I know it's only Wednesday) but hopefully everything has now ironed out. I'm not going into details about this, because I really would rather put this behind us. (Those involved know what I mean) All that matters is that I love them dearly.

Anyway, getting away from that subject...I needed a good laugh, so of course I turned to my good pal Jeff Dunham for this. Here ya go...

FEAR--As done by Mim

So here we go, the top 5 things I'm afraid of aside from the obvious ones.

1. I'm terrified of the interstate. No, not the big rigs driving on it. The interstate in general scares me. The thought of I can't really get off unless there's an exit freaks me out. I like control, you barely have any when your on the interstate. With the addition of my uncle and a few friends were killed while on the interstate, and I guess in my mind that makes me feel like the risk is higher being on the interstate and being in a deadly car accident.

2. I'm actually afraid of dogs. I know you wouldn't think that being I have two in my house hold. But any dogs that I do not know, I'm afraid of. And the saying is true, animals can definitely smell your fear. Example: Mim's dog Ozzy when we were first introduced. He wasn't comfortable because I wasn't.

3. I know we aren't supposed to put "Normal" phobias/fears. But my fear of Clowns is crazy. And this actually didn't arise until I was much older. And I have a firm belief that this stemmed from having to study Gacy, and then of course, there were movies and a certain book that shall go unnamed. It has taken me about 8 years to be able to look at pictures of a Clown without bursting into tears and trying to run away. (This does not apply to scary looking clowns btw) However, bring a person dressed in a clown suit...and I'll be long gone with only a trail of dust behind me.

4. I'm afraid of "ghosts" now before you say..."oh ha ha...then why do you watch ghost hunters?" it isn't the ghost that I'm afraid of it's the apparition itself that I'm not too keen on. I'm seriously afraid to look up from a book/computer/getting out of the shower and something being there that wasn't there minutes before. If that makes sense. Not that I wouldn't want to see it, just don't like the caught off guard aspect of it. If I'm actually out looking for it, I'm fine with the idea.

5. Finally, I'm terrified of germs. Not just any germs, but certain viruses. It's part of my OCD. I'm constantly washing my hands, cleaning the toilet after people are over at the house, etc. Because I'm afraid of getting a virus or a germ that is able to be spread. Example: I will not touch the "womanly products" box because I'm afraid of catching an STD. Ask my room mate, I once called her because I had touched the one at work by accident and I was convinced I had AIDS for two weeks. It's crazy! Lol, and not one of those things that I'm particularly proud of.

So there you go, now you really know how strange I am. :-D I'm with Mim, I'm interested to know what everyone else is afraid of...no matter how quirky (hello I'm afraid of getting STDs from a toilet seat. Can't get much stranger) so let me know!

Much Love,
K

I'm Sorry...

My dad and I used to be very close. But there are a few things that are more important in his life. He seems to have his priorities wrong, work has always been the most prominent thing in his eyes. It's not his fault, he wants to provide the best he can. And I love him for that. Always there financially if I ever would need it, but not really any other way. We hurt each other, I fear. And it seems to be a regular thing, we will not talk to each other unless it's a holiday or a birthday. And it hurts me, very much. I can't talk about this to him, mostly because how emotional I become. Even now, I'm nearly sobbing. It deeply hurts me, to a degree no one will ever understand. We lost so much time...and as hard as I try, I'm still so angry for it. Not completely at him, more myself for allowing this to happen.
Last Thursday (aka Thanksgiving) I was supposed to meet him for me to go with his other family (his in laws) for their dinner. I'd never been invited before, and even though it was short notice (he called me at 9pm Wednesday night) I was generally excited to go. I waited for him, where he said he would be. The Honda plant off of 119. I waited for two and a half hours, and he never came. I guess I should have seen it coming, and I thought maybe he was at another plant, so I went around to all the Honda plants around the area (there are 3 in all), and he wasn't there. Just, wasn't there. I can't honestly form the words to describe the type of heart break that is. I felt like a moron, and worthless. I tried calling him quite a few times, to no avail. I haven't yet received a return call. I finally broke down and called my grandparents on Saturday, to make sure he was ok, they said he was fine....he had actually just left their house. My heart sank. Did he purposely not show? I asked them if he had mentioned about Thanksgiving, and they said he waited for me until 12:30 and I never showed. That isn't possible. I was there until 1pm...I guess I can chalk it up to being when I was riding around trying to find him, he was there and I overlooked him. But when he got to his destination, why didn't he call me? What if I had been in a wreck? What if I was seriously hurt? It's possible I'm making this more painful than it should be. Which I'm sure I am, I am know for being dramatic about a few things in my life. Tara told me to just stop trying to contact him, let him get in touch with me. Or just screw it. I can't do that, he's my dad. And no matter what I still love him. I want to be close again. I miss him so much. And I'm afraid, if we don't reconnect now...the time will come where it is too late. I don't want to regret never being able to say "I love you" just that last time. Or the lost memories there could have been, if only I had reached out a little further. So with that said. I just wanted to publicly say, I'm sorry for blaming you all these years, I'm sorry for being angry for too long, I'm sorry if I don't say I love you enough, and I'm sorry...for any memories we have lost out on. Please let us rectify this before it is too late. I miss you. I don't want financial support, I just want my dad. I doubt he'll read this...being he doesn't know this blog exists. I had to get this out. For years, I've stayed quiet and cried to myself. Never letting him know how I felt. I swear, this is going to change.

Monday...blah

Someone please remind me why I decided to get a part time job during the holidays? This is crazy. I'm exhausted and my house is a mess. I barely had yesterday off, thankfully we ended up not making enough to cover all the hours she had scheduled. I'm not working tonight so I can study and clean the house hopefully.
Anyway,
On the upside, yes I did go shopping on Black Friday. And I have more than half my list done
:-D. I was delirious by the time I had to be at work. but you know how that goes. We were slammed and two people didn't show up, so I had to stay another hour and a half. And I had to start threatening the lives of our customers and my co-workers for them to let me go home. That definitely worked.
Thanksgiving was good. I got to see my family that lives out of state for the first time in a long while. Here's a slide show of the fun.

Crystal still hasn't dropped the baby yet. Damnit. She's huge! Megan has finally announced she's pregnant. So now I can talk about it. She's 7 months along... and I have two weeks to plan her baby shower...AH! I could have hurt her. But she's lucky I love her. :-)

I'm so weighed down at work right now. I know we all are...but seriously...here are a few pictures of my desk at work and tell me if you'd look forward to going in today if you were in my shoes.






So off to the hell you see above I go!!
Have a great Monday...

Much Love,
K

Happy Turkey Day!!!

Much Love,
K

3 Days and Counting...

It'sa Coming...Black Friday! Mwhaha...be afraid, be very afraid...

I'm one of those crazy ass women you see out at 4am trying to get into lines. Yes, I readily admit the fact. And I am one of those who you see on the news, trying to get the very last of the item because it is about 50 bucks less and I am showing no mercy as I plow through people to get to the item. :-) Because I'm insane, or if you ask my family...I'm sane with a demented twist. Which is sort of scary if you believe in the "apple doesn't fall far from the tree" saying. I love, LOVE Black Friday. I haven't a clue as to why I enjoy getting yelled at and cursing the ground people walk on for about a 4 hour time period. Maybe it's because it's an excuse to get up with friends and family, or maybe it's because we get to plot against others and have a strategy to get these few items we need that are ridiculously low priced. It's like Mission Impossible, think I'm kidding? Go out this coming Friday morning and before you are able to enter the store, look around at all the women huddled together. Do you really think they are talking about cookies? Hell no, we're talking about who's hair we may have to rip out to get this particular gift. It's like we become barbarians! Our entire demeaners change, and we aren't those sweet people (haha) you know and love. It's GREAT! ;-) I drug my roommate out last year, and she thought I was going to kill someone (I only almost ran over someone once...thank you very much...she shouldn't have been in my way). Well this year, I can not be up quite as early...I have to work at B&BW from 12:30 to 5pm. But I will be out none the less...so all you who say there's no way you can get up, because you'll be worthless the rest of the day. Hear this: If I can do it, AND still go to my second job. So can you! Lol.

Here are 10 tips to shopping on Black Friday:
1. Do NOT have manners; there is no place for them on this day.
2. Do NOT worry about make-up and crap like that...you don't have time.
3. Wear steel toed boots, I'm serious.
4. Have a game plan & a list before getting to the stores in question...
5. Visit this website for the game plan: http://bfads.net/
6. Jewelry with the exception of a wedding band/ring are not allowed!
7. Better make you something at the house to eat, because you can forget eating at a restaurant.
8. Seriously, wear steel toed boots.
9. Most sales only last until 10, and if you are a pansy and start late; you can forget anything being left.
And finally:
10. Always have someone go with you, two reasons: (A) To help you catch the sales you're looking for (and it's more fun that way), and (B) It's safer to have someone else with you. Than being alone and getting attacked!

Have a great Turkey Day tomorrow and happy shopping to the rest of the brave ones. Stay safe!!

Much Love,
K

All I want for Christmas...

is Gerard Butler...mmm. Or I'll just take a look alike...with a scottish accent. LOL. See, you thought it was going to be something serious. :-)

Tara has a doctor's appt at 10am today, that's how you always know she's seriously sick...she actually goes to the doctor. And I have to work tonight... and study...bleh. But at least I remembered to bring my books this time. I'll probably just go to Barnes & Noble and get it over with, always makes it seem better with a nice cup of coffee. I have got to buckle down for this. It's just really hard getting back into the groove after I've been out of any classes for so long. I really have to prepare myself for the adjuster class in Jan. It is for a week and then you take the test. It's ridiculous, really it is. I guess some people learn better with all the information crammed into their heads at once then when the test comes have a conniption because some of the info has leaked out along the way. Anyway, so much to do...so little time. Have a good one!

Much Love,
K

Eventful Weekend!

Wow, this past weekend was crazy busy.
Saturday:
Tara had worked third shift on Friday night so she wouldn't go to the parade with me. So I had asked Dana if she wanted to go. I met her at her apartment about 9 am...probably a little later than that because for some reason I went on auto-pilot and went straight to work. Bleh. And we walked...yes, freaking walked from her apartment to where another friend lives to sit on her stoop to watch the parade. Never...again. EVER. It was like we were moving targets and people were trying to hit us. Lol. So we finally get situated at the other friends apartment who had left town to avoid this. No, I'm not kidding. And the parade didn't start for another 10 or 15 minutes, so I got bored and started taking a couple of random pics of us and me. Hence the new photo on my blog. Here's a slideshow from the parade. Enjoy :-)

I could have been really evil and added Christmas music to it, but I didn't. So be thankful.

When I got back home, my phone rings. It's hardly ever for me so I didn't even look at the caller ID and just answered it. It was freaking B&BW giving a call back for me to come in Sunday to start training. I had one of those moments of feeling the "YAY!" factor then the "Damnnnit" factor all at the same time. But at least it's only seasonal and I'll be done in January, unless they like me and want to keep me. Which is fine with me, I can use the money. :-)
As soon as I hung up the phone I went into a panic. I do not have anything in the dress code, except the pants. Oh darn...I have to go shopping :-D!! Yay! Lol, sad when you have to actually have reasons to go shopping. Anyway, I went to what felt like a hundred freaking stores until I finally just called Tara and Megan to ask where I could go. I have to get large enough tops...because I'm uh...blessed? Entirely too freaking blessed, if you ask me. And they suggested a few places and I found the black top at one of the places the other I had to go to Commons shopping area for. Have I ever mentioned that I hate that place with a fiery passion. No? Well I do. The traffic sucks, the people suck, and the customer service in every store there...sucks. So I finally find a white top and I headed over to Dana's apartment again. We had made plans earlier to watch Zodiac, which was not as impressive as I would have liked it to be, and order take out. Basically a movie night. It was great.

Sunday: B & BW Day 1
So, I was told by my co-manager that there was a meeting at 9am that I needed to attend. So I showed up. And a few other new hires were there too. Which was great, I didn't feel completely lost by myself. Two hours later, and I wish I were kidding. Everyone else got to leave except the newbies, who had to go into the stockroom and watch those dreaded orientation videos. You know, the ones that make you want to beat your head into the wall. Or in my case the floating shelves. Finally about 12 ish the smoker in me began to threaten to hurt the other people in the room unless we took a break from these videos and I was starving, I should have ate before I went I suppose. So we breaked for lunch and mulled around the new Alamance Crossing shopping center. I treated myself to a soft pretzel (yum) and walked around a bit. I called Tara to ask her to feed the cats because I forgot to before I left, and she answered the phone sounding like 14 frogs were in her throat. Great, she's sick as a dog and we have no lysol in the house whatsoever. So I talked her into taking something that would calm down her symptoms. She has to be careful what she takes, and I really do not feel like coming home to a dead room mate. Not a fun idea.
After our "break" we go back in and finally finish the last three of the eight videos, and then we got to do the fun stuff. Walk around the store trying the products. Yay! And then the co-manager came in for her shift (did I mention that the manager is on vacation right now?) and we were rounded back up into the stock room...which by this time is becoming my most hated area of this place, and finished our paper work. We were supposed to learn the registers but it was entirely too busy to teach 4 newbies the registers, not a good idea. So we all agreed to come back on Tuesday at 6pm. Which gives me at least 2 hours after work to study for this freaking exam on Dec 12. Needless to say my stress level will be doubled these next few weeks so please excuse me if I become, what's a good word...evil?
So wish me good luck on this, hopefully I haven't added too much to my plate.

Much Love,
K

Yay- It's Friday!

Happy Friday Everyone!!

How exciting is it that Beowulf is finally coming out!?! Here's the website for the film http://www.beowulfmovie.com/. Come hell or high water, I'm seeing this movie today. Period. I don't care if I have to go by myself! Lol. It has a great cast and it should be awesome. I remember reading this story in school, and it was one of my favorite. My roomie has to work 3rd shift tonight, so I'm fairly sure I can talk her into going. She's a dork like I am.

I know I haven't really written about this, but yesterday was my initial interview with B&BW. I had turned in my application on Monday and she stopped me before I even hit the door asking me to come back in for it. It was a strange process though, there were three other people there and we all sat in the stock room in a semi-circle. Then we had to bring in one of our favorite items in the store (that was one of the hardest decisions in my life, lol) and then when we were introducing ourselves we had to explain why this was our favorite item and how we would sell it to people. She tripped me up on one particular question though, "What do YOU think is the difference between servicing the customer and to sale to the customer". Seems like an easy question right? No..it's not. Anyone who has ever worked in retail knows, there is a very fine line between the two. You can service and cater to someones needs but you still have to push your products in some form or another. It doesn't matter what your "mission statement" says, your job is to sell. It caught me off guard a little. And I know I came across as a pushy salesman, but unfortunately it's the truth. There is no way to sugar coat that part. My job is to sale you our products, however, by doing so...I will find out what you like and what you do not like and I usually can adapt and find something to show you that should meet your needs. So, needless to say the other younger girl in the room blew me out of the water (Did I mention I had to go first in front of them?) *purposely* saying that "You have to met the needs of the customer over the needs of the store." I have two problems with this answer: 1. Damn you...that's a good friggin' answer to give 2. No! See my above statement. SO I bombed it. :-( And I'm sad. I am not even looking for this call back. Although the only thing I really had going for me is the fact that I had the most experience in retail and management in retail than anyone else there. And I did answer the other questions alright, I suppose. But I'm not getting my hopes up. Bleh.

Hope you all have a great Friday and a spectacular weekend!
Much Love,

K

Oh Wow...

These guys either need more exams or need to get jobs...but it's funny either way!



It's almost Friday~! I think that is System of the Down playing btw... :-) Good band!

Much Love,
K

In a nutshell

Before I talk about myself, I would just like to say Happy Veterans Day to all those who have put their lives on the line for us and our country. (And thank you Tara) :-) (yeah I know I'm a day late)


My weekend was ok, I suppose. Didn't really do anything...at all. Saturday no one got back to me to go see my friend's band play, and I didn't want to go by myself because I definitely do not drink and drive. And I just wanted to go out, I act like such a hermit sometimes, I'm freaking 23 years old. I guess I would have gone anyway if my room mate could have went, but she had to be at work at 7am, and I couldn't do that to her. Did I mention my father cancelled on me for dinner Saturday? No? Well he did, so Tara took me to Olive Garden (yay!) and I got my favorite soup...ever. We opted to walk around Alamance Crossing http://www.alamancecrossing.com/shop/alamance.nsf/index, and doing so I noticed a sign on the Bath and Body Works door that they were hiring for the holidays, so I went in and got an application. After walking around for about a hour, we decided to rent some movies to cheer me up. At first we rented 300 (which we still haven't watched) and two stand up comedies. May I just say, renting stand up comedies are such rip offs...they do not even last an hour! On Sunday, I finally met up with my father, he made me go to Applebees (yuck) definitely not my favorite. But it was nice to finally see him, I haven't seen or heard from him in three months. After that much to my chagrin I had to go back again to Blockbuster on Sunday and find something else to appease me. And I found one of my new favorite movies...

This has to be the funniest parody of a fairytale I've seen in a while, and it had a lot of big hitters voicing it. And it was really neat how they made it where you can choose to see the Bad or the Good version of it. I also rented Zodiac, I've been wanting to see this for a while now. I may watch it tonight...it might make me paranoid, lol. So around 3 I had to go to my mom's house for this Pampered Chef Cookie Swap thing, I didn't really have any interest in being there. But I promised my mom I would go to support her. After the show part, we all exchanged our cookies and our recipes, mine were not complicated...all you did was make (or buy if your baking isn't the best) sugar cookie mix, then put semi-sweet chocolate in the middle of a ball, bake and sprinkle powered sugar on top. I changed it up a little, instead of just semi-sweet, I added white chocolate and put coconut on a few. (Also, ouch to the loss between the Falcons and the Panthers...just ouch, that sucked) Oh dear Lord..we are not in a shortage of cookies...three ziploc bags and two containers later..geez. I'm going to have to have another tooth pulled after this. But it was actually a lot of fun. Well I suppose I should scoot on to work...but here's some music for monday...
I couldn't find the actual music video but hey this is close enough..


Much Love,

K

Mom is great....she gave me chocolate cake!!

Yeah, I totally pulled that one from the Bill Cosby archive. (btw, I ate it for breakfast too...haha). So even though my day at work was crappy, I met up with my mom and she took me out to dinner. I can't believe how much we're alike...it's sort of scary. Then I accompanied her shopping for just stuff really. Nothing in particular. But my mom thought she was funny when she gave me an 'extra' gift. Originally I got a new cellphone, see:

But anyone who knows me, knows my obsession with pugs. I love them, and I can't explain why. I know most people think they are the ugliest animals alive (my room mate being one of them). But she got me this:
Yes my friends, that is a plush pug. It was so funny, she was so excited to give me that. Oh and she made me a cake :-)

Later on in the night I met up my dear friends Mim aka littlespoon http://lspoon.wordpress.com/ and her husband gave me the coolest thing in the entire freaking world. You guys ready for this one?

Beside of Tara's Saki set would be my nifty gift of sushi candles!! Ahh, Mim and I share the love for spicy tuna rolls. :-)

So, it was a good day after all. I hope to be able to get everyone together tonight to go see my friend's band. Have a great Saturday!

Much Love,
K

How much does it suck?

So today's my birthday (wohoo) but I'm still in pain from this extraction, and I just want to know if it's normal...or do I have a dry socket?! I've been told that it's extremely painful, but I wouldn't call it "extreme" pain that I am in. I know it's only been three days...so maybe I'm freaking out prematurely. I also know that if you are on oral contraceptives you have a higher risk of developing them, and the cherry on top is that I smoke. I did smoke a little the first day...give me a freaking break I wasn't even expecting them to pull it. Then I'm thinking, what if my allergies are freaking out? Would that cause pain too? I guess I will just break down and call them to ask. Any opinions out there?

Much Love,
K

It's Thursday...you know what that means...

First of all--Happy Birthday to my cousin Crystal! It's her 21st birthday!! Even though she doesn't know this blog exists ;-)

And my mouth feels better! Yay! Pain is almost completely gone, and I'm still a little swollen but for just one day after having a tooth yanked out of my head,it's not that bad.
Here's the video for Cube News Thursday!!

***UPDATE***

Ok before I pass out again from a vicodin induced coma...yeah I went to the appt today at the other dentist's office. And all of a sudden they hand me a waiver, and I ask "what is this for?" the nice lady looked at me and said 'uhh for your extraction you're about to have'...WHAT?! This wasn't supposed to happen until next week! So, about 10 minutes later the dentist came in and numbed me and explained to me why I didn't have to have anyone drive me because it was just a localized anaesthesia (Sp?) and whatever. And the next thing I know I'm laying on my back with this guy in my mouth, showing me the tools he's using and crap, and about the time he went to take the tooth out, I burst into tears. Which of course made him cease anything he was about to do. So after they calmed me (have I ever mentioned my fear of dentists?) he finally took it out and shoved a piece of gauze into my mouth and told me to check out?! What the hell just happened? This happened in a 20 minute time period, and you would think I had lost my enire short term memory? Because suddenly I am standing at the woman at the front's desk and being asked to pay $82 dollars, uh yeah...ouch to the wallet. So all together in the past two days I have spent $134 dollars trying to get this damn thing taken care of. *sighs* please someone win the lottery and send me some money. :-(

Holy Crap...

So Monday I was about to eat dinner and suddenly I had a sharp pain in my mouth. My upper right side wisdom tooth to be more precise. So I do what everyone would, I stick my finger in my mouth to see why this pain was happening. I didn't feel anything but when I looked at my finger I had shards of tooth on my finger. I immediately called my dentist and they called me back yesterday morning for an appt at 3 yesterday afternoon. So as I sat there I had to (1.) Convince them they had already filled a tooth that had gotten done 3 months ago. Hello...do you not have my records? (2.) Try to figure out how the freak I'm going to pay for this. So obviously there was a cavity in my wisdom tooth, apparently this is a normal thing...because most people my age have already had them yanked out of their heads. But the few that hadn't seem to have this problem because it doesn't matter how many times a day you brush/floss/swish you are never going to get them as clean as the other teeth and the fact they do not have the sealant my other teeth have on them. So my dentist asked me what I could afford to do: A- Have them all yanked out or B- just have this one, and wait for the others to give me a problem. I, of course, had to go with option B because I'm poor. So instead of sending me to an oral surgeon she has referred me to another dentist who apparently can pull just one tooth. After she did this, she prescribed me Vicodin for the pain. Because when you have a cavity in your wisdom teeth, it is more painful. And I can honestly say, yes...it hurts like a bitch. So I made an appt with this other guy for today at 9am. And I filled my prescription and Tara took me to eat at Roxie's Diner because I didn't eat at all Monday night, or all day yesterday and I was , needless to say, starving. May I say that it is very difficult to eat mashed potatoes, mac and cheese and chicken and dumplings when your mouth feels like you could scratch it off and maybe it would help? The pain was so intense I was considering taking the knife in front of me and cutting it out myself. Tara finally talked me into just taking one of the Vicodin, and I was sort of scared to take anything like that. I had never taken any sort of narcotic before. (Hello, My name is Kim and I'm an over-analyzer) So after much coaxing, I finally took one. Holy crap man...that stuff was wonderful!!! Right before I completely passed out, I didn't feel any pain. So I doubt I will take another one until it is taken out, which will hopefully be today...if I'm lucky. So that I will be ok by my birthday Friday. If not I guess I will have to deal with the pain until they can. From just the appt yesterday I am broke. $52 I didn't have. Considering I do not get paid until Friday. My Mom, being the wonderful person she is, has offered to pay any upfront costs until I can pay it. So I guess this week is starting to go downhill...no matter how hard I'm trying to bring it back up. I just needs some prayers that I am going to be able to do this, and still able to pay my bills and live. Maybe if I'm lucky I can actually get where they will bill be instead of up front. I have no idea how much my insurance will cover...but this has to happen. Most dentists refuse to fill wisdom teeth. Thanks for reading my ramble...did I mention the Vicodin hasn't completely wore off yet?

Much Love,
Kim

Realization of the day...

Today is 8 years to the day my grandmother died. I can not believe it has been this long. It still amazes me sometimes how much I miss her. She was such a staple in my life, my main foundation next to my mom. She died on November 5, 1999, and she was buried on my cousin's birthday on November 8th. No matter how hard you try to repress things, they still flood back. I tried to be pretend today was just another day, hence the music videos in my earlier post. But sometimes, you can not deny yourself. I know we have to pass this day to get to my birthday...and I know my cousin still has a hard time dealing with the fact she was laid to rest on her day. You would think 8 years would make it easier. And most of the time it is unless some major milestone comes about, and we want to call her or to hear her voice. I know I've dealt with it and I know I mourned and I need to move on. Trust me, my 'friends' have told me numerous times. But it sort of hard to forget, especially when you were there. They didn't hear her screaming in pain and they didn't have to live in hell for two weeks before she finally was delivered from the worst thing imaginable.They weren't there when she would scream for me, because she was scared...and so were our parents. They didn't know what to do, or how to deal with this. Did they hold her hand and pray; begging God to please just take her and end her suffering? No. I didn't cry for years, I had to be the strong one in the family. The only person I would talk to when I would start to waiver was Ulises, he seemed to understand this wasn't for attention, I was truly hurting and my walls were cracking and my foundation crumbling with ever tear I shed on his shoulder.

The last thing she said to me was "Take care of Crystal for me, she will need you...are you going to be ok when I'm gone?" And you know, at that point I didn't think I could possibly be. But I am ok. I am better than ok, I never thought I could be. I thought the world should stop when she passed. Time to just stand still to allow us to go back and spend those few extra minutes to hug her again and to tell her one last time that I loved her. She taught me the lessons I use today and she taught me love and respect in myself. She taught me that sometimes, you are going to fall on your face...but nothing is too hard to overcome. She taught me that God will never bear a weight on you that he doesn't feel you can not handle. I love her, and I miss her dearly. One of her biggest fears were that we would forget her after she was gone. I can safely say, I will never forget her. And I just hope, she is looking down on us and is proud of what I have become.

Songs for Monday!

Ok so I have a few new songs that I love...I mean LOVE.
First one...Apologize, by Timbaland and One Republic- Everyone has felt this way.


This one is a good dance song...



Hate this video love the song..


And finally...my favorite song...ever in a musical...And may I just say... how much I love me some Gerard Butler?!

Stuck in my head!!

This song has been stuck in my head all day long. Worse than that...my roomie and I used to sing this at karaoke, lol. Enjoy.

AHH!! Going to seriously lose it...

Ok, so I gave Oreo a bath when I first got home. She's easier than D-man (Donovan) she just sits there going with a look of "Hurry the hell up". The again, she's 15 years old...and knows it's coming about this time of year. My cats get baths twice a year.

I know I forgot to mention I decided to have an impromptu (Disclaimer: My impromptu is actually like a week in advance...or at least 3 days...I'm too calculating of a person to actually be the true meaning of impromptu) yard sale tomorrow, so after her bath I ran around trying to get everything ready. I hung up signs everywhere I could think to. And when I got home, I realized I haven't spoken to my roomie at all today...this is a strange occurrence. We usually touch base at least once a day. So I called her, and she didn't answer but eventually called me back. And I reminded her about the yard sale tomorrow and she then tells me "I have to be up at 5 anyway" my response 'Why?', Tara "Because I have to work a double tomorrow", at that point I just burst into tears. It's so stupid and juvenile but sometimes, I just feel so alone in things that I do. It's not her fault, I feel like that about a lot of things. But this time, I feel really let down. I'm going to be doing this alone. Like when we were moving to this house...I did the majority of it myself. I swear they can not function at her work without her there or on the phone, and she questions why she isn't with someone. She never has the chance to go out and meet the right girl...that her friends approve of ;-) lol or at least her room mate does ;-). My mom actually finds that strange that I say that; but my argument is, if I live here and I'm going to have to be around this person a lot...I should have a say about how I feel and tell her my honest opinion of the vibes I get off the person, right?
Anyway, I'll let everyone know how it goes tomorrow...and if you know where I live, come buy my crap :-D
Here are the pics of Oreo :-)















This was her "GET OUT OF MY FACE" look btw. Lol.

Have a great night!

Happy Friday! :-)

Yay! It's Friday! Too bad it isn't payday Friday...that's next Friday on my birthday :-)
A couple days ago, I saw Donovan scratching and I didn't think much of it. Both of my cats have something wrong with their skin. Oreo likes to pull her hair out, everytime I took her to the vet they would always tell me they had no idea what was wrong with her. So I just chalk it up to stress and allergies. But Donovan usually just is a bad shedder and the screwy temperatures have messed him up...one day it's hot, so he sheds, the next day it's freezing. But anyway, I decided I would rather be safe than sorry and I decided to give him a flea bath, he tends to hang out with the dogs a lot. So after work yesterday I stopped by K-mart (considering I work right beside it, otherwise I would have went to Wal-mart) and the only kind of shampoo they had was 8 flipping dollars, so I bit the bullet and got it. And I arrived home, isn't it funny how animals can sense when something's about to happen to them? He went along with me to the bathroom and sort of tried pleading with me to change my mind (He has to have Siamese in him, he talks too much not to) unfortunately for him it didn't work, and I put him in the tub. :-) Lol, he really isn't that bad to give baths to. So after I wet him down some I started putting this foaming stuff on him (it's supposed to kill anything instantly) in all I found three freaking fleas on him. I was freaking out. I hate...HATE bugs of any sort. Tara was about to leave for work and could hear him crying out for me to stop, me screeching because I found a couple fleas and she was dying laughing outside of the door. So after I tortured the poor cat what did I do? I took pictures of course :-D

And amazingly enough, he still loves me. Lol.
Tonight: Oreo's turn, mwhahaha!

Have a great Day!!

Halloween Night!!

I am postponing the normal Cube News Thursday for how last night went. It was so much fun! I actually had a lot of trick or treaters! We moved all of the pumpkins up from where the party was to around the front porch, add a few candles and Wa-La...instant spooky house. Anyway, Megan brought Abby by, and she was an "Ice Pwincess" hehe, too cute. My cousin Christie stopped by with Destiny who was a scary cheerleader, and we even had a transformer, a loin, a ninja, a hobo, a couple spidermans, and a ninja turtle! I think all in all we had about 30 trick or treaters, it was wonderful! Our neighbors one house up were also handing out candy, and one of them were dressed as Michael Myers and would hide behind the trees scaring the bloody hell out of the kids as they came up. So...what did we do? Grabbed the laptop found the music for the movie Halloween and played it as loud as we could, it was freaking hilarious. This one group of kids didn't know where to run. They would try to run from our neighbors house to us, hear the music we were playing, scream, run back the other way, see her, scream, run back again...I mean this went on for a good 5 to 10 minutes. We were hurting by the time they calmed down enough to get the candy. It was fantastic.After that we watched the Ghost Hunters Live special from Waiverly Hills Sanatorium, it was freaky. You could watch on line and on the tv, online were camera angles the viewers were in charge of watching for TAPS, and right before I went to bed I was watching the screen and I saw something fly by the stationary camera at the end of the hall way and suddenly the camera started moving. Freaky...is the only word to describe.
Here are the pictures of the trick or treating experience!