I know callouts should be call outs but my mind likes it better as-is. tay?  So lets all pretend for the remainder of this blog that there is such a word.  tay?  I’m sick and whiney.  Let me have my way.  Really is shoutout even a word?  Whatev.

CALLOUTS!

The 1st callout is the oh so legendary asinine Frappe.  Oh yes.  More on that in a future blog post because I am going to do exactly what I said I would CALL HIM OUT.  I am debating if I should call him out to the extent that it will be googleable.  Thoughts?  To be honest he is lucky I am not going to the news…

I’m going to use this ol’ blog to call myself out on the fact that over the past month I have not been as active as I should have been in regards to gaining unemployment.  I need to get serious.  I’m manning up and getting serious starting… tomorrow.

Now on to the shoutouts, HOLLER!

Aussie hair products. Seriously.  I have decided to cut costs seeing I am still unemployed and one of the places I am cutting costs is my hair products.  I decided to say goodbye to Redken and hello to a high school favorite, Aussie.  Dude, they smell delish and work.  Why did I ever get all fancy and switch to Redken?

Cooking.  I am learning to love it and would like to thank Erin from State I am In for 2 of my most recent recipe attempts; Goat Cheese Fettuccine and Gingerbread Pancakes.

Qtips.  What can I say? I love ‘em and cant imagine life without ‘em.

come urinary tract infections.

God. Make it go away.

Double shot of Raspberry Svedka

Slice of Lime

Diet Tonic Water

Ice

DRINK BITCHEZ!

GONE!

I planned on this weekend being very laid back and alcohol free but it was quite the opposite.  I was still rather sickiez on Friday so the prospect, who needs a new nickname, came by to play Monopoly.  I purchased a few Subway sandwiches for dinner.  I could pick apart my tuna on wheat to get some nutrition in my failing body.  Seriously.  I had to nibble on it like a gerbil eating a cardboard box.  I hate the dentist, teeth, and extractions.

The thing about me is I have a very short attention span.  Although I have never been diagnosed or treated for ADD there is no doubt in my mind that its just another mental illness that you can label me with.  The prospect has the same issue.  Its not unusual for us to go swimming, walk Bacci, watch a few minutes of Borat, and play Scattegories all in less than an hour.

Where is this going?  Oh… We didnt come close to finishing our game of Monopoly but the prospect had the great idea of putting the board away with our properties and monies seperated so we can resume it at another time.  We will finish this game the ADD way

I spent the majority of Saturday with the family.  My 9 year old brother is once again kicking ass in All Star Little League baseball so I enjoyed a rather mild weathered game in Chicago.  Seriously.  I do not remember a time when air conditioning was not a must in the month of July in Chicago.

The prospect and I went to my Mom’s house for a Spaghetti & Meatball dinner.  She had one too many glasses of wine.  I didnt get too mad because I am sure she was trying to numb the anxiety of meeting the prospect.  Things went swimmingly and we retreated early as we had plans to see Bruno.

On our way to Bruno the prospect asked me if I really wanted to see Bruno right now.   My ADD ass of course said “nahhhh” and the next thing ya know we are outside at a neighborhood bar drinking Bacardi and Diets.  Plans are not an option for us.  After a couple of drinks we retreated home to continue drinking a gallon of Bacardi.

The night ended with sex.  I do believe I had more sex on Saturday night than I have ever had in my life combined.

Seriously.

Cheers to good sex!

I need to blog more.  I came to this realization after looking through my hundreds of Facebook status messages.  I am a big ball of sap.  I would rather keep that to myself instead of broadcasting it to nosey aunts, overprotective fathers, and 2nd cousins.

yaknow?

I cannot promise that the sappy Facebook messages will come to a screaching halt but I can promise I will be blogging a little bit more.

I keep up this little ol’ space to pick at my brain but to also remember both the good and bad that I encounter.

I feel as if there is so much I must recap on but to be honest I don’t have the energy, as it’s been a rough road to get where I am here in the seventh month of 2009.

So lets just start with today and if I happen to fill in the blanks then so be it and if I dont then I dont.  Im trying to get over my need for perfection and self-deprecation.

I’m laying in my baby sister’s “old” room.  I’ve revamped it into an extra bedroom with all of the little plaques, knicknacks, and books I have collected over the years.  The walls were originally painted purple and lime green.  After tackling the remainder of the house I figured I would keep them just as they were painted by my 15 year old sister.  It works.  She is also over a lot and still feels “at home” which puts a smile on both of our faces.

I’m nursing a wicked sunburn caused from hours and hours on the beach without anything to shield my skin.  I am smart.  Seriously though.  I never thought in a million years I would burn.  I am pretty damn tan and usually only burn once initially in the beginning of the summer.  I am also nursing a hole in the back of my mouth where an adult tooth that had to be extracted last Wednesday.  I cant say I am comfortable but my mouth is healing and my nose is peeling.

Le Sigh…

So I am back… for real this time

There comes a time when it no longer hurts and the jealousy you may hold fades.

This happens when you are truely happy and content.

1.  The way Bacci loves the prospect.  Lets hope his dog instincts are right on target.

2.  Borat.  Seriously.

3.  A cold pillow on a summer night

4.  Water. Water. Water.

5.  Not getting lost even without the GPS on my phone

1.  This recipe! I made it today.  So simple and so delish!

2.  Hanging my own pictures with my own hammer.  POWER!  INDEPENDENCE.

3.  My new Curve 8900 - the new camera is definitely worth losing my Blackberry in Vegas.

4.  Organizing.  I just organized all coupons and restaurant menus into a nifty portfolio.

5.  All of my favorite things displayed in the spare bedroom.  It is what I would want my bedroom to look like if I was 16 years old again.

1.  Staying on the elliptical 10 minutes more than planned

2.  20 minutes of tanning

3.  A good vacuum

4.  A single rose

5.  Colgate Whisps

and I am back.

I apologize for those who I left hanging.  Feelings have overpowered me the last week or so and I have not been able to fully express myself through words.  Writing has always been my form of catharsis but I must say the last week has been full of contentment with no need to vent or sort out my feelings.

The first half of 2009 has been rough.  Needless to say I doubted joy or contentment in my immediate future.  I was bitter.  Notice the past tense…

I met the prospect last Thursday.  Yup the man who I had spent hours upon hours which multiplied into days on the telephone with.  We did not meet with a hello but rather a kiss.  This kiss is a kiss I will always remember.  This kiss was a kiss full of pent up emotions and a kiss that couldnt be stopped.

I do not believe our hands untwined for the remainder of the night.  The bartenders words to us after 5 minutes of seeing us together “you make a cute couple.”

We laughed.  Little did she know we had just “met” each other 10 minutes ago.

The remainder of the night was unreal.  A night I could never imagine my future would hold.  A night so perfect words cannot even describe. 

Who would have thought that I would ever feel so comfortable and at ease with someone I had just met?

Anxiety does take over me.  Its often easier to think than feel.  Panic washes over me in waves.  But I am still going to let the rudder of my heart steer me in the direction in wherever destiny has planned.  It might take some level of work but with the right person the level of work will come easy and the fears will fade away.

What is meant to be will be…