musings of Mother Hood

Friday April 29, 2005

I just got back from hand-delivering a piece of mail across campus. Not like we have a campus post office... The good news is that I went by the food court on my way back to the office and the food court is now accepting Visa and Mastercard! It's about time, that's what say! But it's big news, nonetheless. No more $3 and $4 checks to write!

Drama all around the past few days.  There's FYE drama at the office, which is slowly but surely turning into a big stupid mess.  It's complicated and trivial and ridiculous. No one's really stepping up to be in charge of the big stupid mess, so it's only going to get worse as the summer unfolds. 

Last night, I couldn't have been more ready to get the hell out of Cool Water.  It was Bike Nite so everyone was a little busier and stressier than usual.  Sometimes, I think everyone should just take a breather. Last night, everyone decided to be pissy instead and I wasn't going to stand for it.  I bailed out early and went to Dickson Street, which I so rarely get to do-- especially before midnight or so.  So that was fun.  Ran into my EL mentee Allison, Ross Vandever, David Watkins, my old roommate Pam, and Tim Kenny who I haven't seen in an eternity.  I think Pam and Tim and company are coming to visit me tonight at CW.  Lesleigh was trying her damndest to start some catty drama with Tara and Keith last night and Keith offended our new friend TJ but it was really fun.  Got home later than planned and am not feeling 100% today but I'm planning on getting a nap in before work today so that should help.

I thought about going to SA for the Spurs game next week, but plans fell through.  Which is probably for the best-- I don't want to catch the Spurs craziness...

"And if you wanna hear God laugh, tell him your plans"

Wednesday April 27, 2005

Went to Beaver Lake today.  Ace wasn't too keen on the water today, it was a little cold.  We pushed him off the end of the boat ramp anyway and he was pretty unhappy.  I thought he'd like to swim, but it turns out he was just really cold and wet and smelled like "wet dog".  Who knew?

I just got off the phone with my sister, who shares a seriously unhealthy newly-discovered obsession with the San Antonio Spurs with my mom.  They have lost their minds.  They went to the playoff game tonight in SA and called me twice to make sure I was watching it-- this just in... the Spurs aren't "news" in Fayetteville.  I respect your wicked fascination but I don't understand it.

Went to Wal-Mart tonight.  I really had no idea that the deli was the bottom of the barrel of Wal-Mart employees.  These people are struggling and it aint pretty.  However, I am slowly learning to choose my battles more wisely and this wasn't one worth my energy.

Monday April 25, 2005

Monday April 25, 2005

Long weekend at work followed by a long night hanging out with Devon.  I knew better than that, but it was fun to hang out with her-- we don't do that enough anymore.

Keith sent me a picture at work yesterday of Don and Ace playing in the yard.

I'm very sleepy and I don't work tonight, thank goodness, so I'm going home after work and going to bed.  I may or may not get up to eat later-- that's one of those "according to mood" kind of decisions. 

Friday April 22, 2005

Don’t ride your bike off a ramp that’s more than three bricks high
Don’t take that candy from the store if you ain’t got the dime
Don’t pick a fight with a little guy that doesn’t talk that much
Don’t pick up a cherrybomb thinkin’ it’s a dud
And don’t sneak out of a 2 story house usin’ bed sheets as a rope
Don’t ask me how I know

Sell your truck while it’s still runnin’, save the Jesus off the dash
Say a prayer when you feel like cussin’, save your money pay with cash
Forget your pride, buy the roses, if you’re sorry tell her so
Don’t drink the water in Mexico
Don’t ask me how I know

Don’t quit your high school football team halfway through the season
Don’t bust your buddy in the nose when you know he didn’t mean it
Don’t lose a girl you love at home for a night in Panama City
Don’t rush off the phone when your Mama calls, you ain’t that busy
Ya oughta make that drive to say goodbye to your grampa ‘fore he goes
Don’t ask me how I know

Forget your pride buy the roses, if you love her tell her so,
Don’t go to Vegas with your heart broke,
Don’t bum your cousin for that first smoke
I'm tellin' ya, don't drink the water in Mexico
Don't ask me how I know
Don't ask me how I know
I just know
sell your truck while it's still runnin', say a prayer when you feel like cussin'
I know

Thursday April 21, 2005

Daily Cabotian siting: Tiffany Green.  I only vaguely remember her.  I recognized her but didn't have any idea what her name was.  I need to call Andrew and find out who she is-- she said she went to Westside and she remembered that I dated Patrick in high school. wierdo.

Bike Nite tonight! I'm still excited about Bike Nite.  I'm sure I won't be in a couple of months.  Tonight is the second one-- there are 23 after that! Every week until October.  Last summer it got old.  It rains for about a third of them, so that helps.

Wednesday April 20, 2005

I can't decide which commercial is more annoying: the eHarmony.com nonsense or the "wanta Fanta?" insanity.

Sunday April 17, 2005

I am SO spending the next two days with my dog.

Sunday April 17, 2005

Brooks is the village idiot on crack.

Jeff thinks I create drama while I maintain that it follows me.  I'm currently at Cool Water.  I'm keying tonight.  I got here an hour early so Dave could leave early-- no biggie.  I get here to find a mess.  Anke, Jenna, Brooks, Beth and Matt were supposed to work brunch this morning.  Most of those people don't usually work brunch so it was going to be a little rocky anyway-- but it almost didn't happen at all.  Apparently Brooks and Beth decided to drive to Devil's Den at 2am to hang out and watch the sunrise

<interruption: Efrain, our mexican dishwasher decided this is the perfect time to come in the office and clean the walls. He's spraying bleach and using steel wool to scrub scuffmarks off the wall>

so brooks and beth were out all night.  Beth came in at 10 but had brooks's phone so Dave couldn't call Brooks. So, Beth looked like she'd been hit by a truck, Matt came in having eaten some mushrooms a couple hours before, Anke came in complaining of diarrhea, and Jenna had to leave at noon (brunch goes till 2).  Matt went home, and Beth and Anke and Jenna made do.  Brooks stumbles in at 12:45.  I can only imagine what warm fuzzies Dave had to say to her.  I got here at 3-- Dave left me with Beth's bar drawer strewn all over the office, Beth left, Matt came back to watch the bar till 4 and Brooks is walking around in dirty clothes, hasn't showered, hasn't slept, she looks and smells like death and she is waiting on tables.  I am thinking-- I can't wait till 4, JJ gets here, she always kicks ass on Sundays, we'll be fine.  The phone rings-- it's JJ, saying her car won't start and she'll be late.  It's now 4:30, JJ still isn't here, I'm getting dizzy from the bleach, I told Brooks she has to take a shower and come back to work two parties tonight.  8top at 6 and a 9top at 6:30. 

<Efrain is now spraying down the kitchen with a hose and yelling "oh my gato!">

I need some Diet Coke.

Sunday April 17, 2005

I'm beginning to think that Cabotians are migrating north to Fayetteville.  Thursday night I saw Amon Pendergist and Mary Jo somethingorother (Josh Jenkins' cousin) at Alligator Ray's-- which made me feel old.  Today I saw the Ballards at Braums. The Ballards lived on Ray Sowell Road with us in Ward-- I went to school with Mike since Eastside. And I don't know if I mentioned this but I saw Jacob Schulte at the horse track a few weeks ago. Crazy!

Long night at work-- now I can't sleep.  Which is great, because I've worked all damn week and am exhausted.  I work again tomorrow night, and am going in an hour early because Dave asked me to.

Bleh. <--- the name of that smiley is "bitter" how appropriate.

Fred: It takes more than a fire truck to stop Drop Dead Fred.