Tricia's Partial Mutterings

Cell Phone?

Non-Stop and Drop

Drink with an old college friend at Oktoberfest + stay up until 4am + wake up at 8am + go on 4 mile hike = bad idea.

Well the hike was pretty fun even though I got A.D.D. half way into it. Everything was looking the same and it was pretty flat. I think the ride in was a little more exciting. We were off roading on one really bad road. It was fun on the way in, but HORRIBLE on the way out. Robert brought a nice picnic for us and everything so it was good to get some food in me. I need to get out like that more often. There were these mountian bikers on the trail too, that looked like a ton of fun. Anyone game for an easy mountain bike ride?

So I ended up going to bed at 7:30pm, and waking up with a horrible migrane at 11:30pm. I had a ton on my mind. I tried to brush it off, but I broke down, crawled out of bed and downstairs and took some medicine. I was breaking out in a sweat and couldn't get confortable and ended up vomitting, twice. It was really not much fun. I ended up curling in a ball downstairs on my mom's chair. It all went away rather quickly. I was really happy about that. So at about 1am I went back upstairs and curled up in another little ball and slept until my alarm went off at 7 something or other.

Man, I am going non-stop though. I'm going to end up breaking. I know it. I'm not taking care of myself and I think I'm just being stubborn. I still haven't been to the "new" office since everyone moved out of here. Even though we have had the lunch rotation twice over there, I just skip lunch. And it's not that I go out and find something else to eat, I just don't eat. Because I'm stubborn? What a great excuse to get dizzy and work 9-10 hours straight.

Wine Festival is this weekend. Afterward my job is going to do a complete 180. Who knows. I almost hope it does... but then again, I like what I do at the same time. I just want to go play with the kids more than I do at the moment. My phone at work just keeps ringing non-stop. Can't wait until it's over, but at the same time I am super nervous that the whole thing isn't going to pull together. Gar, the darn perfectionist in me!

Pride

What ever happened to... "I'm sorry, I won't let it happen again."? Period. No more than that. Is that too hard to ask? Why is there a generation of excuses and regrets? Screw it. Face up to it, move on.

Frisbee @ Starbucks?

Yup... and two people even tried to intercept. Nice way to meet people you never wanted to meet.

Clark

Today I wore black pants, with black shoes, my pink pin-stipped button up, my hair in a business sorta kinda ponytail, and my glasses. My co-worker told me I looked like Clark Kent. I laughed... that means I'm SUPERMAN!

Swing Low

Man, it's been a really rough day. I don't even know why fully. Things at work are getting me down. Today was the first day that the club was open where I used to work so Heidi and I went down there before school to visit. I saw all the kids and hung out with my two favorites. Yah I know, you shouldn't have favorites, but man, I miss them. It makes me really want to go play with the kids again. But deep down I know it wouldn't be the same there. I wouldn't have Megan in there everyday in the homework room exchanging looks across the room. I wouldn't have Heidi and her Fear Factor Friday. I wouldn't even have the snake, since he's mysteriously GONE! It would just be really different and I know I would get bored again. Oh well. But then here at admin things just don't seem any better. It's like all my partners in crime are moving. I take that back, it's not LIKE they are moving, they ARE moving. Stupid growth of the company... so that leaves me, feeling super icky and almost pulling away from them. Yah, smart huh? They are leaving, so I pull AWAY. That never made much sense to me, but I know I do it all the time.

So my stupid lump in my throat is back. I hate this little stress lump, and no, I'm not going to get it checked out by a doctor, because every time I have been to the doctor lately, they look at me like I am nuts with the crap I come up with... Whooping Cough and West Nile... yah... maybe I am nuts, but don't piss me off today, because I think I might break. Ok, I'm going to try to be social and put on a fake happy face and watch them all eat, because I have totally lost any sort of appetite.

So I'm feeling a little better now. I think I am going to leave the office today and go take some pictures. That always makes me feel better. Oh, and I got business cards... that always makes you feel better, and better yet, the first two I handed out were to two of my kids at the clubs. Warm and fuzzy, I miss hugs everyday and kids just wanting to be next to you because they like you. :o)

Stripper?

I'm really worried about Monkey... he came home last night with money stuffed in his shorts. I hope he's not going down the stripper path. Where did I go wrong?

Sail Away

Well today I got out of my bio-dome and went sailing with my sister, brother-in-law Michael, Rocket, and Jabby. It was a lot of fun and pretty spur of the moment. I just IMed Jabbs and asked her if she wanted to go sailing and she left Pasadena within like 15 minutes to come out to Newport. Same thing with Rocket too, but they both made it out. There wasn't much wind at all, but we made due.

I haven't acted that silly in a really long time. It was good times. We sailed in the harbor at sunset and it was really pretty. Then we docked and walked to the Old Spaghetti Factory for some dinner. I don't think we got seated until like 9pm. Dinner was interesting, I think the waiter thought I was nuts. For those of you that haven't been there, all the menu items are complete meals... beverage, salad, entree, and ice cream. He looked at me really funny when I asked if we could have the meal in any order we wanted. I just wanted my coffee last... guess I just could have asked him that. But who ever is up for it, one day I will eat salad, then ice cream, then spaghetti, finishing it all off with bread.

We got back on the sail boat like at 10:30 or 11pm and sailed back to the port. There wasn't much wind at first so Michael and I actually paddled out to catch some. A boat drove by and told us that we were real sailors. Oh yah. I think my favorite time to sail is at night. The harbor was pretty empty and it was just peaceful. Anyway, that's my story. If anyone ever wants to go sailing my sister and Michael are always looking for some passengers, and I'm always pretty good entertainment. Rocket and Jabby, we will have to go again soon when there's some more wind and we can go out to the ocean! Yay! And, I'll try not to keep you out too late next time. :o)

Monkey the Sailor!

"Pretend you are sailing!" "Pretend? She is sailing!"

Snap Crackle Pop

Work is work let me tell ya. Some days I have really good days, but for the last two weeks, I have been really short and it has a selective direction. Maybe I miss Megan. She was the one I worked with every day in the Homework room at Edgar last year and she has been out for the last week and a half. It's amazing how you can form good working relationships. Some people don't know how to do that it seems, almost like you get too comfortable. No, I lied. I don't think it's a comfort level. I think it is more that people don't know how to read people. You think it would only take one time for someone to see that I don't like them making comments on something or other, but then they do it time and again. Worse, they act surprised when you tell them you don't appreciate it after you told them the first time.

I know I'm just bitching a little. Oh well. What are you all up to this weekend? Anyone want to go on a secret monkey mission? I don't have one in mind, but I guess that makes it the more mysterious and secret.

Ice Cream Man

On Friday Heidi and I flagged over the ice cream man. It was great! I almost got a Pink Panther... but I got this lemon thing instead... SHOOT! It's still in the freezer down stairs! Anyway, the whole point of the ice cream man story is that we flagged him down at the gas station. It kinda lost some of the magic since his music wasn't playing, but it's all good. How many times do you see an ice cream man at the gas station? I thought not very often, but no joke, on Sunday when I was getting gas in Stockton there was another one! It took off before I could get ice cream, and no, he wasn't playing the ice cream song either.

Name Calling

So I haven't figured out if it's a good thing or a bad thing when the chick at Starbucks remembers your name...

Graffiti

Ok, anyone that wants in on it... might start a club for Yahoo! Graffiti... warning, it CAN be addicting. Yay for the team! *HUGS* to Rocket and Jo to the Anna!