Three days until the desert. Yay~

I am so frustrated right now. Why do men have to be difficult? You would THINK that most men would LOVE to get 50 yard line seats to the football game this weekend. You would THINK that they would call their girlfriend who got them the tickets jumping for joy. You would THINK.

NOT HAMMIELOVE! Grrrrrr... I love the man with all of my heart but sometimes he drives me up a wall. All he can think of is that we have to do this that and the other thing in order to get ready for the desert. Why can't we do it on SAturday? Or Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday evening? Why does it have to be so hard? Can't we just go to the football game, drink beer and have a good time?

Now that I know that he doesn't really want to go, if he does go, I bet that he will bitch about stuff. Traffic, the expensive beer, the crowd, the heat... something.

50 YARD LINE SEATS! Plaza level, even. Probably the greatest seats that I am ever going to get in my life.

Why don't I take someone else, you ask? Because I want to go with my beloved and I want to have fun. No whining or complaining. Just fun. *sigh*

Okay, I feel better now.

On a lighter note, the comedy show was great last night! Dave Attell was a riot, Lewis Black was okay. I am not a fan of the always-very-angry-fuck-this-fuck-that comedians. I like dry wit, sarcasm, and some cynicism, but yelling into the mike for your whole set doesn't turn me on. Plus, he had ALOT to say about Republicans and President Bush and since I AM a Republican and voted for and still love Mr. Prez, the humor was sort of lost on me. The hecklers blew me away though. In my family, one went to the "proper" theater. Polite clapping only please. To hear someone YELLING INSulTS at the performer on stage, I almost fainted. *gasp of horror* Once I got over the initial shock, it was fun to see the comedians shoot them down!

Wow, I definitely feel much better now. Unfortunately, I get to go sit in traffic for an hour or so. So I am sure that I will get frustrated again. This is a great thing since we are having people over tonight to watch the Ultimate Fighting Match between Tank Abbott and some other guy. And I have to clean an apartment tonight. I was supposed to test for my high red belt, but I haven't been to class in a couple of weeks and I am a little rusty. I will go to make-up testing and hope that they don't flunk us!

I had better go to work now since I was at the Recorder's office for two hours this afternoon.

Other things that bug me:

People who leave ten car lengths ahead of them in traffic. Things would probably move a lot faster if you would STOP talking on your cell phone, pay attention, and drive WITH the flow of traffic.

Hearing "right away" when I have 15 other things that are waiting to be done RIGHT AWAY.

Chocolate Cravings when I am working on losing 15 pounds by Dec 20.

Banks. Still.

On a good note, Big Sister Hammie didn't take me head off when I called her yesterday. I figured that she would still be miffed that we didn't do the trek to Tucson last weekend. She was fine. Who are you and what have you done with my sister?

A CHP officer died on the freeway yesterday. He hadn't died yet when I was griping about the fact that they shut down the freeway that I take home, but now I feel bad because his day was MUCH worse. His poor family. Tragic things can really put life into perspective, you know? At least when I get home, HammieLove will be waiting for me. Another one of our friends died over the weekend too. Fatal heart attack at 37. His wife got up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and when she came back, he was dead on the floor. It is so sad... We go to karate with his sister and they lost another brother earlier this year. That one was stabbed. I couldn't imagine losing two of my brothers in one year. *sigh*

Well, this is an uplifting post!

We are going to see Dave Attell TONIGHT! I can't wait!

5 days until HammieLove's sister gets here with her hubby and three kids. 5 new people in my itty bitty 2 bedroom apartment. Too much fun!

I hate banks. That is all.

*sings happily*

I feel good, so good *bum bum* so good *bum bum * and la la la!

I am in a great mood today! I worked out this morning, I have gotten a lot of work done today, and Thanksgiving is in a week! My motorcycle is FINALLY out of the shop (and it cost $100 less than we thought it was going to. Score!) I think that we are going snowboarding this weekend. And it is 70 degrees and sunny outside. I love San Diego. I can drive for an hour or so and go snowboarding. Or I can drive for an hour or so and be in the desert.

So I made Garlic Lime Salmon yesterday. I hated it. HammieLove loved it and ate my share. I don't know why I didn't like it, but I didn't. I think I will have better luck with the Spicy Honey Glazed Chicken I am making tonight. Yum!

We are going to see Dave Attell in 2 days! That is going to be a great night. We are going to go to Nagi's (one of my fave restaurants) for dinner and then to the show. We don't know if Dave is going to tape an Insomniac or not, but it is a Thursday night, so somehow I doubt it.

Health Watch 2003

I feel FABULOUS! today. What a difference a day makes, huh? I cannot believe how great I feel. My back still hurts a bit ( don't know why) but I can live with a little pain. I am in such a good mood because I feel good! *dances around her office*

I decided yesterday not to drive to Arizona on Saturday. Since my good doctor said that there might be an outside chance of appendicitis, my mom said (and HammieLove and the entire world agrees) that it wouldn't be prudent to drive for 8 hours through the middle of nowhere in case my appendix decided to burst. Unfortunately, Big Sis Hammie? not so happy. She said that she knew I would flake. No, I thought I would just DIE so CI could go to her stinkin' housewarming party with a bunch of people that I don't know. It would be nice to see the HammieNieces, but we would only be in town for like 18 hours and 8 of that would be sleep. Let's save it for Christmas, okay?

I am a little bummed out because I found out that a colleague and friend is getting laid off today. :(
I saw it coming from a mile away because the real estate market is slowing down, but I am sad nevertheless.

Since I am not going to AZ this weekend, I get to see my goddaughter and hold her for the first time. She was in the NICU after she was born, so I didn't get to hold her. I can't wait!

I also get to go to Snow Jam. It is an expo at the fairgrounds that all of the big resorts and vendors are going to be at. I need a new pair of snowboarding boots and I hope to find them there. One of the resorts that we go to is already open (amazing--that's early for SoCal) and it is time to ride!

Motorcycle Watch 2003

Still in the shop. Boo.

Health Watch 2003 Update

Yeah, well I don't really have a cold anymore (just a little cough) but now I feel overall like the scum on my shoe. I am nauseated (nauseous? I don't know), have NO appetite, and just generally feel a little off and woozy. I had to go pee in a lovely little cup for the doc yesterday to rule out a kidney infection (negative, thank god) and today I have to go get a blood test.

I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. It is either my asthma or a sinus infection or a cold or SOMETHING. If I ever got AIDS, I would die in an hour because I already have no immune system. I hate going to the doctor, I hate getting prescriptions, I hate it all. *sigh*

My friend graduated from college last night. The guest speaker was awful! He had a degree in speech communication and we all kept trying to figure out why he didn't utilize it. He actually started his speech with the whole story of the dash in between the years engraved on your tombstone. "What will YOU do with that dash? What that dash REPRESENT?" I swear, I have gotten that message in a cheesy email fprward at least a dozen times. Then the rest of his speech was every other cliche that I have gotten by email this year. Que original. Meh.

The good news is that my doc told me to eat whatever sounded good (since I don't feel like eating anything at all). Bring on the chocolate! Hell yeah! *sigh* Too bad the thought of it makes me want to vomit. I get free license to eat what I want and my body is rebelling. Does anyone know when they can start doing body transplants? I don't want mine anymore!

Health Watch 2003

I feel better today! I am still cough-y, but besides that, I feel fine. I even was on the cross-trainer for 30 minutes this morning.

Is there something in the air that is making men turn into assholes? I have like four friends whose significant others have turned into total asshats. Calling CPS, trying to kick them out of the house, disappearing for inordinate amounts of time, calling them the "C" word. It is really awful. Personally, if my boyfriend, fiancee, husband, whatever called me the "C" word, I would walk out and never look back. It takes a certain amount of disrespect to use that word and I wouldn't stand for it. I feel so lucky to have HammieLove, who loves and respects me. Why can't everyone be so lucky?

I am thankful for all the Veteran's that have fought, are fighting, or have given their lives for our country. More so, I am thankful for the fact that Veteran's Day is a bank holiday and it is keeping several checks from bouncing before HL gets paid tomorrow. So much for the bonus! We bought an RV over the weekend with it. I love our little RV and I can't wait to buy little dishes and towels for it, but it was nice to have a big fat amount in our savings account. I think that this has motivated us to get the cushion back. Once HL gets paid, I get paid on Friday and we will be able to work on that.

We get the crap-tastic pleasure of making the 8 hour drive to Tucson on Saturday. And the 8 hour drive home on Sunday. BigSis Hammie is having a housewarming party for her HUGE new house in AZ. I have seen the model and it really is a beautiful house, but I have yet to find anything endearing about Tucson. Sorry if you live there, but it really is an UGLY city. I am not looking forward to this. Not to mention the fact that I was TRICKED, because the party was originally supposed to be a 30th B-day party for her hubby. That is an occasion worth driving out for, NOT a damn housewarming. I would have just sent a nice basket had she not already told HammieNieces that we were coming. We haven't seen them since August so I guess it will be worth it. Even though we are going out there for 5 days at Christmas. Wheeeee!

Burritos for dinner tonight. Yum.

I ate so healthy today. Granola bar and juice for breakfast. English muffin and PB for snack. Tuna fish sammich for lunch. Whole wheat quesadilla for snack. Burritos not exactly health food, but all things in moderation, right? I am determined to lose 15 pounds by our company Christmas party so I can look fabu in my dress. All my friends here are like size 2, so I definitely don't want to be the cow in the bunch.

17 minutes to go...

I better get my desk clean. Until manana then...

UGH. I still feel like crap. For all my faithful readers, I apologize for keeping you in suspense over what is happening in the VEry exciting place that is my world, but I caught the flu. (Thanks ALOT HammieLove!) I ended up leaving early on Friday and spending most of Saturday on the couch. I went to bed at SEVEN THIRTY on Saturday night. What a party animal.

I don't really feel flu-y right now, but really shaky. I thought that it was maybe because I didn't eat much yesterday and I forced myself to work out this morning.

**I have to digress for a sec-Has anyone noticed how Nick Lachey's new song sounds JUST like 98 Degrees "I Do"? **

Anyway, the reason I didn't eat much yesterday was because I got this recipe emailed to me for Crock Pot navy Bean soup. I put it in the pot at noon and waited until 8pm (forgetting to eat in the process) to eat my glorious soup! Gloriously AWFUL, that is. I took one bite and threw my bowl away. HammieLove, the wonderful man that he is, ate about half a bowl, saying" It's not bad." Until I declared that it was a crock of shit (literally) and then he sighed with relief and put it down. So I tried to sustain myself this morning to workout on salad from the night before. I just ate though and I still feel yucky. Crap. I hate this.

Tuna News

*wiggles-doing a happy dance*

I am linked on GreenTuna's blog! Ohmigosh, I feel so special. GreenTuna and TinyTuna are like, CELEBRITIES to me! (You have to be a HT groupie to have any SORT of idea of what I am talking about.)
I read the Tuna News religiously while the ill-fated BB4 season was on and now it is the first site I check every day! Wow...This is cool.

The new Dark Tower book came out this week, THe Wolves of Calla. If you are fan of fantasy/scifi or Stephen King, then you MUST run, not walk to your nearest library or book store and get these books. They are definitely addicting. King began writing the first book, The Gunslinger, when he was around 18 or 19. A collective gasp went from the Dark Tower fans when he was hit by a car a couple of years ago. We were sure that our series would never be finished. Luckily, he realized this too and sat down and finished it, thank goodness! I haven't gotten the Wolves yet since I am reading the first four again to catch me up. This stuff is as addicting as Harry Potter (How sad was I when Sirius died? I SOBBED into my book for the last 100 pages or so, hoping that Harry would figure out a way to bring him back and someone else would die. Anyone else, just not Sirius. He was the coolest character!)

Speaking of HP, I was eagerly anticipating this month because "The Prisoner of Azkaban" movie (my fave book in the series) was supposed to come out, right? WRONG. They are saving it for the summer blockbuster blitz. I guess the new director is really focused on the special effects (They spent 8 months solely on the dementors). This is not a bad thing, since the flying scenes in the first two were kind of lame (especially Soreceror's Stone, I was so disappointed).

I have had a good couple of days. HammieLove is sick, so I have been Super Careteaker Hammie! Nyquil, split pea soup, and clean sheets. I am happy to report that with the help of FlyLady, I have cooked dinner four nights in a row (not counting the desert), the kitchen is sparkling when I go to bed, at least 2 loads of laundry are done every night, and my house looks pretty presentable! I feel very good about myself. So good that I rewarded me with a Gap Peacoat that I ordered yesterday. I can't wait to get it!

I. AM. SORE.

Riding 60 + miles on a dirt bike over rough desert landscape can really take it out of you! I discovered this the hard way this weekend in Ocotillo Wells. It was a gorgeous weekend, barely windy, not too hot or too cold. We had a great time, but man, am I feeling it! My back, my kidneys, my legs. If this is how I feel at 23, how will I feel at 28 or 30? Sheesh.

Oh yeah, if you drive a lifted white truck, were in Ocotillo this weekend, dusted a three wheeler in the pitch dark of night and are a TOTAL ASSHOLE, I owe you one! This guy RODE my ass for about a mile, then passed me going really fast, throwing enough sand in my face to make Rupert his OWN island. Since I couldn't see, I drove off a 4 1/2 foot drop and I am lucky I didn't crash and break my neck! My wrists hurt so bad from the fall. I was lucky I saw it at the last second and hit the throttle, because I would have gone ass over teakettle if I had fallen off of it instead of jumped. I was pissed! If the entire male population of the desert didn't ALL drive lifted white trucks, I would have tracked him down and popped his tires. JERK.

I feel SO old sometimes. I know that sounds weird, but 80% of the partiers out there are my age and I think that most of them are immature assholes. They drink, ride drunk, then have drunken parties, and drink more. The girls act like sluts to get and keep the attention of these guys. Granted, a lot of the guys are hot, but still. Some of the behavior you see at the desert or out at the river or Lake Havasu is down right gross. When I have kids, I want them to go out to the desert and have fun, but I don't want them being like that. Is it possible to raise kids that can have fun without being stupid? *sigh*

I think it is funny that I low motorcycle-riding-self-esteem. I have been riding for about three years and am really comfortable on my three-wheeler. I tear it up in the day time, but as soon as the sun goes down I turn into a big wuss. We were doing a night ride to "The Hill," which is where everyone goes at night to hang out. All the trucks line the road up and light it with their headlights, they turn on the music and break out the booze. The buggy wasn't running right, so HammieLove told me I could catch a ride in another buggy and he would ride his bike. I didn't want to look like a baby, so I said that I would ride my bike. As soon as we start out, I start to get scared because I can't see that well with the dust, and it is hard to tell where the dips, bumps, and rocks are at night. I had to keep a mantra going in my head "I am a good rider. My body knows what to do. I know my bike. I know how to ride. Stay loose and go with it." I was very proud of myself when I made it to the Hill and I was so stoked that when HL pulled off to watch, I revved it up and made the run up the hill (which is big and tall and bumpy and scary). On the way back is when I got run off that drop, and I didn't crash which proves that my body will react instinctively. I just have to convince my brain of it!

My motorcycle (the 2 wheel kind) is STILL in the shop. It was supposed be done on Friday, but some A-hole dropped the ball. I think I will be so much more comfortable on that bike. You have to worry about A LOT less road on two wheels than you do with three! I wonder if it beats you up less...We got home around four yesterday. I took a shower, wrapped up in a bath robe and fell asleep. I woke up at 6 this morning! I guess I was tired!

Alright, back to work....Sorry so long (if you are still with me!)