#1. People who don't do their job! Lazy people suck! Just freakin' do what you're supposed to! Oh, and stop sighing constantly, like you're life is just so much more difficult than everyone elses! It's not!!!
#2. People who find the need to whistle, yell, honk, or anything else at you while you are outside running (or biking). Mind your own goddamn business! I'm not commenting on your abilities or appearance, so don't comment on mine!
#3. Acura. Is it really necessary to install a light in my car that lights up when I hit 36,000 miles? And, if that light is necessary, then is it REALLY necessary to require me to go to your service shop to have the light turned off?! I don't think so!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Happy Birthday Hallie!
It's my baby's birthday! I need to post this blog before I'm completely incapable! Today's the NFL draft and Peter & I decided to celebrate by all day drinking! Leigh Ann & Brad stopped over and got to spend some quality time with the girls. (They loved Brad!)
Now as Peter & I attempt to wind down, the girls are totally hopped up on catnip and going insane! Here's a picture of my "little one." She's 2 today! She's one big baby, with a Puerto Rican bootie! I love you Hallie-bear!
Monday, April 21, 2008
Happy Spring!
I love spring. I mean, I SERIOUSLY LOVE SPRING! I am so happy lately! Peter even commented on how much happier I seem lately. A little sunshine can do absolute wonders! I seriously think that vitamin D deficiency plays a huge roll in the winter blues. Back in the day, during my rotation at the Buffalo Psych Center, I had the pleasure of working with a doctor who was a vitamin D fiend! He was obsessed with it, and for good reason! I won't go into details, but check out his site for some more info about the benefits of vitamin D! I suppose it's possible that the sunshine, even without the vitamin D aspect just makes you feel better, but I don't care either way. I can only say that I'm much more enjoyable to be around in this beautiful weather!
This weekend was great (once I finished my 3-11 pm shift on Friday night). I got to go to Conesus Lake where Peter & some of his friends rented a lake house. I want a lake house. I really do. After I got over my intense sleep deprivation from last week, I was able to enjoy myself.
Sunday, after returning from the lake house Peter and I took Muffin & Hallie for a walk which they thoroughly enjoyed. Then, we did something else in honor of spring! We went to the garden center and bought some plants, soil and pots! We made me an herb garden! I'm so proud of it! I've wanted one for a while. It includes basil, rosemary, chives, mint, and (of course) catnip!
So, for now, I continue to be elated with the weather, and life in general!
This weekend was great (once I finished my 3-11 pm shift on Friday night). I got to go to Conesus Lake where Peter & some of his friends rented a lake house. I want a lake house. I really do. After I got over my intense sleep deprivation from last week, I was able to enjoy myself.
Sunday, after returning from the lake house Peter and I took Muffin & Hallie for a walk which they thoroughly enjoyed. Then, we did something else in honor of spring! We went to the garden center and bought some plants, soil and pots! We made me an herb garden! I'm so proud of it! I've wanted one for a while. It includes basil, rosemary, chives, mint, and (of course) catnip!
So, for now, I continue to be elated with the weather, and life in general!
Monday, April 14, 2008
Looking Forward to Everything....
Yes, I am a delinquent blogger. I'm okay with that though since I've been busy lately. It's been fun busy! First of all, I took a much needed vacation to Key West. I returned last Saturday. Key West is absolutely wonderful, even in spite of my really bad heat rash and horrible seasickness! Fun, sun & lots of drinking with some of my favorite people. I don't know how you can top that! Here's a few pics to give you and idea of the joy that was had by all...
Irish Kevin's
Sexy Pharmacists at Fat Tuesday's
Despite having an absolute blast in Florida, it was wonderful to come home to my boyfriend and my babies. I think Muffin was having some separation anxiety. She didn't leave my side for a few days after my return.
I must say that the weather back here in western NY was a pleasant surprise. I don't think I could've handled returning home to snow and no sun. I love the sun. I missed the sun even more than I had realized. Don't ever leave me sun!
So, now I'm back to work and my ol' boring life that I'm determined to make exciting! I'm in the process of finding a mountain bike which is exciting. Life's been weird with no spinning (since my BAC membership is now over after 6 long years...), so I'm super excited about trying real live biking. I'm ready to get a move on....... Before Memorial Day I plan on buying a grill! I can't explain how much I'm anticipating that one! I've been cooking a lot lately (I have crazy leftovers in my fridge!) and I'd love to do some grilling...... My birthday is in less than 2 months, so I've begun planning for the big 2-9! Ahhhhh....... And I have no real plans for the summer, so I'm ready to start making some. Last summer I had 8 weddings. This summer I have zero! Yeah! As much as I love weddings, 8 was a bit much and didn't leave me much time to do what I wanted.......... By the end of the summer I hope to decide where I'm gonna be living & working for the next year as well. I'm sure I'll write more about that eventually, but there's a lot of time before any big decisions need to be made, so I'll hold off on that one for now!
Anyway, I'm so excited about everything right now. Except for one thing: A bird flew into my windshield on my way to work this morning! Seriously! Crazy! It made me sad, so perhaps that will balance out my emotions.
Okay, I think this post got a little ridiculous, so I'll stop now!
Monday, March 17, 2008
Cancer! Is it Cancer?!
Today I was once again reminded why I need to think twice before having children. To put it simply, I would be the most paranoid, neurotic mother EVER!
Peter called and e-mailed me shortly after I got to work today. He told me that something was wrong with Muffin. Apparently when he got out of the shower he saw a bunch of blood in the kitchen and drops in my bedroom. Muffin was hiding out in the closet. It seemed like she was sneezing blood out of her nose and she may had thrown some up. I got scared right away. I knew there was a vet's office down the street from me, so I asked Peter if he would call to see if he could take her in. Of course he did not hesitate to say he would.
I got off the phone and told a few people what was going on. Of course there is always that one person who tells you the absolute worst thing that you need to hear at that moment. She's like, "I had a cat that threw up blood. I won't tell ya what happened to her, but it was not good." Seriously. Who says that?! I calm down a bit and then the unnamed co-worker says something else that makes me cry. All I can think is that my poor baby Muffin has cancer. Not only does she have cancer, but she has such bad cancer that I will never even be able to see her again. Seriously.
Finally, Peter calls to tell me that he had to take her to some vet ER. The conclusion the doctor came to is that the blood was probably caused by trauma. She probably fell from somewhere, ran into something, her baby sister bitch-slapped her, etc. All are possibilities. Of course, there is the possibility that she does in fact have cancer, but that is very unlikely since she's so young. The doctor felt pretty sure that it was trauma induced bleeding (or at least that's what I'm told....I suppose Peter could've made that all up to save me the heartache of knowing my kitty has cancer.....let's not think about that).
So, I came home to my poor pitiful Muffin, and she kinda looks like she was beat up today. She looks like shit and all she wants to do is sleep. So, I am staying by her side hoping for a speedy recovery. Here's a picture of her during happier times:
So, as you can see, if I were to have children this would be a million times worse. I don't think I could deal with this stuff. I mean, yeah, a kid runs into a wall and gets a bloody nose, I could get over that and survive. But, cancer and other serious things? I don't think I could ever begin to deal with that. I'm sure most mothers would say the same thing, but the thing is that I worry about that stuff and I don't even have any offspring! Imagine if I did!
**Oh, and before ending this post, I would like to thank Peter for being the best boyfriend in the world. Thank you for putting your life on hold, missing hours of work, finding a vet, comforting Muffin, and doing it all without complaining or telling me that I owe you! I love you & so does Muffin (and to a lesser extent Hallie)!
Peter called and e-mailed me shortly after I got to work today. He told me that something was wrong with Muffin. Apparently when he got out of the shower he saw a bunch of blood in the kitchen and drops in my bedroom. Muffin was hiding out in the closet. It seemed like she was sneezing blood out of her nose and she may had thrown some up. I got scared right away. I knew there was a vet's office down the street from me, so I asked Peter if he would call to see if he could take her in. Of course he did not hesitate to say he would.
I got off the phone and told a few people what was going on. Of course there is always that one person who tells you the absolute worst thing that you need to hear at that moment. She's like, "I had a cat that threw up blood. I won't tell ya what happened to her, but it was not good." Seriously. Who says that?! I calm down a bit and then the unnamed co-worker says something else that makes me cry. All I can think is that my poor baby Muffin has cancer. Not only does she have cancer, but she has such bad cancer that I will never even be able to see her again. Seriously.
Finally, Peter calls to tell me that he had to take her to some vet ER. The conclusion the doctor came to is that the blood was probably caused by trauma. She probably fell from somewhere, ran into something, her baby sister bitch-slapped her, etc. All are possibilities. Of course, there is the possibility that she does in fact have cancer, but that is very unlikely since she's so young. The doctor felt pretty sure that it was trauma induced bleeding (or at least that's what I'm told....I suppose Peter could've made that all up to save me the heartache of knowing my kitty has cancer.....let's not think about that).
So, I came home to my poor pitiful Muffin, and she kinda looks like she was beat up today. She looks like shit and all she wants to do is sleep. So, I am staying by her side hoping for a speedy recovery. Here's a picture of her during happier times:
So, as you can see, if I were to have children this would be a million times worse. I don't think I could deal with this stuff. I mean, yeah, a kid runs into a wall and gets a bloody nose, I could get over that and survive. But, cancer and other serious things? I don't think I could ever begin to deal with that. I'm sure most mothers would say the same thing, but the thing is that I worry about that stuff and I don't even have any offspring! Imagine if I did!
**Oh, and before ending this post, I would like to thank Peter for being the best boyfriend in the world. Thank you for putting your life on hold, missing hours of work, finding a vet, comforting Muffin, and doing it all without complaining or telling me that I owe you! I love you & so does Muffin (and to a lesser extent Hallie)!
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
On the Road Again
So, I think I've calmed down a bit since yesterday. Mostly that's because my car problems have been handled. After digging my car out of a snow bank Sunday it appeared to have a bit of a vibrating problem when I exceeded 40 MPH. I was little scared to drive it. I did some research online, and it looked as if it could be a variety of problems. I kept my fingers crossed that it was just snow & ice caked on somewhere, but I still worried that I tore out something in the undercarriage of my car. So, after driving 65 miles to work Monday morning with my hands going numb from the vibrations I decided I best get my ass to a mechanic. Luckily, I needed an oil change as well, so the guy at Meineke checked out my car (Free of charge, thankfully! I always worry about getting taken advantage of when it comes to my car.) after the oil change and told me there was no problem. Yeah! All the snow and ice must've melted while my car was out in the sun all day. So, I was able to drive all the way home without going numb! Good news #1!
Also, I've had this ongoing problem with my tires. They are done for. I was told they were "balled" at approximately 32,000 miles. I am now at 38,000 miles. This is not good. However, in my defense, I have been totally getting screwed when trying to purchase these damn tires! The original Michelin tires on my car are shit, so I knew I needed to find a new brand. Peter & I researched and came up with some kind of Kumho tires. Well, after ordering online I was called and told that the tires would not be appropriate for my car and thus they could not put them on. Jigga what? They came up on all the searches and came highly recommended! Apparently they are T-rated. I need V or H-rated. For all of you who are "car dumb," like me, that is the speed rating. T-rated allows for up to 118 MPH. Since my car is capable of going faster, I need a higher rating (Something that could've been brought to my attention yesterday!!!). So, in my second attempt to purchase tires I took Peter's second recommendation of General Altimax something or other. Well, days later I was notified that they are on back order and would take around 8 weeks to come in. Uh, pretty sure my car's not gonna last that long considering that'll put me at another 5,000 miles on the already balled tires. Well, FINALLY, I spoke with Dunn Tire today and ordered tires after doing my own research. I felt so independent picking out my own tires without Peter! Hopefully they will be pretty sweet!
And that is all. Apparently Meineke and tires are all I needed to cheer me up! Oh, and I'm picking up Peter from the airport tomorrow from work, so that doesn't hurt either.
Also, I've had this ongoing problem with my tires. They are done for. I was told they were "balled" at approximately 32,000 miles. I am now at 38,000 miles. This is not good. However, in my defense, I have been totally getting screwed when trying to purchase these damn tires! The original Michelin tires on my car are shit, so I knew I needed to find a new brand. Peter & I researched and came up with some kind of Kumho tires. Well, after ordering online I was called and told that the tires would not be appropriate for my car and thus they could not put them on. Jigga what? They came up on all the searches and came highly recommended! Apparently they are T-rated. I need V or H-rated. For all of you who are "car dumb," like me, that is the speed rating. T-rated allows for up to 118 MPH. Since my car is capable of going faster, I need a higher rating (Something that could've been brought to my attention yesterday!!!). So, in my second attempt to purchase tires I took Peter's second recommendation of General Altimax something or other. Well, days later I was notified that they are on back order and would take around 8 weeks to come in. Uh, pretty sure my car's not gonna last that long considering that'll put me at another 5,000 miles on the already balled tires. Well, FINALLY, I spoke with Dunn Tire today and ordered tires after doing my own research. I felt so independent picking out my own tires without Peter! Hopefully they will be pretty sweet!
And that is all. Apparently Meineke and tires are all I needed to cheer me up! Oh, and I'm picking up Peter from the airport tomorrow from work, so that doesn't hurt either.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Losing It
I am not having a good weekend sans boyfriend! Not that it's entirely his fault, but I planned on having a really fun week/weekend and get my shit together as well. Unfortunately God had other plans for me.
I dropped Peter off at the airport 5 am on Tuesday morning. I was then left to clean my apartment, workout, go shopping, cook food, and some other stuff. I was pretty much done with all that crap by 5 pm on Thursday.
Needless to say, I was ecstatic to be going out with Ab on Friday! Unfortunately, around noon on Friday the snow started. Sons of bitches. Now, snow doesn't normally stop me from going out. However, when one lives an hour away her plans are not as flexible. The roads are unpredictable lately, and what if they decided to close the 90 again, like they did a few weeks ago? My kitties were home without much food, and I had to take Hallie to the vet on Saturday morning. So, much to our dismay Ab & I postponed our plans. In the end this was probably a wise decision. It took me 1 hour and 45 minutes to get home. Thankfully my driving was in the daylight too, 'cause the snow in the dark sucks! I spent Friday night going out of my mind! I was already stir crazy and the storm had just begun.
Saturday morning I dug my car out and in the end decided that it would be stupid to try to drive to Buffalo with Hallie for her vet appointment. So, my poor sick baby with brown snot did not go see Dr. Mineo. (In my defense, she's really not that different than usual. She's still the happiest kitty on the block. Sometimes her lungs sound bad, and she has crazy sneezing fits, so I thought I would FINALLY take her in. Like I said, God had other plans for me.) So, Saturday sucked ass! I eventually dug out my car and attempted to leave my godforsaken apartment, but the freezing rain scared me back to the indoors. So, I spent the day/night/afternoon cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. BORING!
It was around this time that I realized that the only thing keeping my in Rochester is Peter. I have nothing else here. I wanted to be back in my Highland apartment sooooo freaking bad this weekend that it hurt! Am I being too mellow dramatic for you?! I hope not, 'cause it's the truth. Everything is in Buffalo, and in reality I don't even live in Rochester. I live in stupid Churchville! I'm really, really ready for nice weather. I'm hoping it will cheer me up and alleviate much of my stress (the weekly panic attacks are enough to drive one insane). If not, I may be heading back west come fall. That's how much this week has brought me down.
I'll stop whining for now. I just though I'd update you all on how my new life has been going considering that my move is the title of my entire blog.
I dropped Peter off at the airport 5 am on Tuesday morning. I was then left to clean my apartment, workout, go shopping, cook food, and some other stuff. I was pretty much done with all that crap by 5 pm on Thursday.
Needless to say, I was ecstatic to be going out with Ab on Friday! Unfortunately, around noon on Friday the snow started. Sons of bitches. Now, snow doesn't normally stop me from going out. However, when one lives an hour away her plans are not as flexible. The roads are unpredictable lately, and what if they decided to close the 90 again, like they did a few weeks ago? My kitties were home without much food, and I had to take Hallie to the vet on Saturday morning. So, much to our dismay Ab & I postponed our plans. In the end this was probably a wise decision. It took me 1 hour and 45 minutes to get home. Thankfully my driving was in the daylight too, 'cause the snow in the dark sucks! I spent Friday night going out of my mind! I was already stir crazy and the storm had just begun.
Saturday morning I dug my car out and in the end decided that it would be stupid to try to drive to Buffalo with Hallie for her vet appointment. So, my poor sick baby with brown snot did not go see Dr. Mineo. (In my defense, she's really not that different than usual. She's still the happiest kitty on the block. Sometimes her lungs sound bad, and she has crazy sneezing fits, so I thought I would FINALLY take her in. Like I said, God had other plans for me.) So, Saturday sucked ass! I eventually dug out my car and attempted to leave my godforsaken apartment, but the freezing rain scared me back to the indoors. So, I spent the day/night/afternoon cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc. BORING!
It was around this time that I realized that the only thing keeping my in Rochester is Peter. I have nothing else here. I wanted to be back in my Highland apartment sooooo freaking bad this weekend that it hurt! Am I being too mellow dramatic for you?! I hope not, 'cause it's the truth. Everything is in Buffalo, and in reality I don't even live in Rochester. I live in stupid Churchville! I'm really, really ready for nice weather. I'm hoping it will cheer me up and alleviate much of my stress (the weekly panic attacks are enough to drive one insane). If not, I may be heading back west come fall. That's how much this week has brought me down.
I'll stop whining for now. I just though I'd update you all on how my new life has been going considering that my move is the title of my entire blog.
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