Today is my Birthday. I am not telling you that for any reason except that I want to write about my birthday. I love my birthday...it is my favorite day of the year. On this one day I can do anything I want to do. Some years I have done many things...massages, pedicures, shopping, eating...or should I say binging...etc. (It is kind of like Mardi Gras...only I do make sure that confessions to my Bishop won't be necessary following my birthday celebration.) Last year I just went to the temple, took a long hot bath and laid in bed and read. Nothing exciting...but it was what I wanted to do. Some of my friends ask me if they can take me to lunch, or breakfast or whatever... On this day, I tell them that I will only do something with them if that is what I feel like doing at that time. So if they want to go to lunch they have to just wait for me to call them and say I WANT TO GO TO LUNCH WITH YOU. That is because if I schedule a lunch with someone and suddenly I decide I want to do something else like skiing or to take a hot bath or whatever, I will feel obligated to do lunch instead, and that is not what my birthday is about. It is the one and only day I can be completely self-centered.
Another thing that is cool on my birthday is I don't answer the phone all day...unless I want to of course. So after a day of doing anything I want to do, I check my messages...and there are a bunch of people wishing me a happy birthday. I love that part of the day! It is kind of like a surprise party at the end of the day with all my friends yelling "Happy Birthday".
One problem...my birthday is on a Sunday this year. That's not gonna work for me. So for my birthday (since I can do anything I want) I am officially declaring February 25, 2008 as my 39th birthday. I also declare that, following this declaration, I will treat this day as my normal Sunday, but am granting myself the right and privilege to do absolutely anything and everything I want to do tomorrow.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
Valentine's Day...
As you well know, yesterday was Valentine's Day... It was a fairly routine day for me...nothing special...which is fine... Until my Mom asked me what I got...and it dawned on me that all of my "boyfriends" have gotten married or moved on in the past year. Chuck #1 just got married about 3 weeks ago. Chuck #2 got married about 11 months ago, and I guess Kemp finally gave up on me...and I got nothing. WOW! Last year I had at least 2 bunches of flowers...now I have none.
So after that realization, I got on E-harmony. It is this dating site I have heard about where they give you this long personality test and then match you up with your soul mate. I really did it to amuse myself and see what their idea of my perfect mate would be. So after spending about 1/2 hour answering all their questions, I hit the "match me" button...guess what... Out of all their clients they had NOT ONE match for me. Ouch! I wasn't quite sure how to take that. So I figured it was because I had marked that I was LDS looking for LDS. So for fun, I took off the LDS criteria so I could see what matched. Once again there was not a single match for me. That has me hopeful...no wonder I have been single for 8 years... I don't have a soul mate!
I called Chuck #1, explained the situation and scolded him telling him that he was supposed to pine after me for many more years. He was slightly sympathetic, between peals of laughter, but had to go because he and his wife were off to dinner...and you know...they are newlyweds.
I called Chuck #2 today, explained the situation and scolded him because before him guys who dated me didn't get married. He was the one who boldly got married...out of the blue, breaking my streak...now all the other guys think they can do the same. He wasn't even slightly sympathetic. Instead he told me that I broke up with him, and then proceeded to tell me what he got from his wife and what he got his wife. Whatever!!
I called Kemp...Yeah, no sympathy there. I think he was relieved not to have to worry about what to get me this year.
Larry called me for Valentines day. He actually had called me a week before to let me know that he had given me up for Lent. Then he called me on Valentine's Day to tell me that he had still given me up for Lent, but he is only calling to wish me a happy Valentine's Day. When I called him back, he scolded me for making him break his Lent.
On a more positive note, my Visiting Teachers came over and brought me some chocolate...they like me. Hey...my kids like me!!
P.S. ...Saturday marked my anniversary of this blog...my how time flies.
So after that realization, I got on E-harmony. It is this dating site I have heard about where they give you this long personality test and then match you up with your soul mate. I really did it to amuse myself and see what their idea of my perfect mate would be. So after spending about 1/2 hour answering all their questions, I hit the "match me" button...guess what... Out of all their clients they had NOT ONE match for me. Ouch! I wasn't quite sure how to take that. So I figured it was because I had marked that I was LDS looking for LDS. So for fun, I took off the LDS criteria so I could see what matched. Once again there was not a single match for me. That has me hopeful...no wonder I have been single for 8 years... I don't have a soul mate!
I called Chuck #1, explained the situation and scolded him telling him that he was supposed to pine after me for many more years. He was slightly sympathetic, between peals of laughter, but had to go because he and his wife were off to dinner...and you know...they are newlyweds.
I called Chuck #2 today, explained the situation and scolded him because before him guys who dated me didn't get married. He was the one who boldly got married...out of the blue, breaking my streak...now all the other guys think they can do the same. He wasn't even slightly sympathetic. Instead he told me that I broke up with him, and then proceeded to tell me what he got from his wife and what he got his wife. Whatever!!
I called Kemp...Yeah, no sympathy there. I think he was relieved not to have to worry about what to get me this year.
Larry called me for Valentines day. He actually had called me a week before to let me know that he had given me up for Lent. Then he called me on Valentine's Day to tell me that he had still given me up for Lent, but he is only calling to wish me a happy Valentine's Day. When I called him back, he scolded me for making him break his Lent.
On a more positive note, my Visiting Teachers came over and brought me some chocolate...they like me. Hey...my kids like me!!
P.S. ...Saturday marked my anniversary of this blog...my how time flies.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Here is something worth blogging about...
Today was one of the best days I have had in a long, long time. And when I add that it wasn't all that spectacular...that will help you know that it has been a very long time since I had a decent day. Boo Hoo...so anyway. I'll tell you a little bit about it.
Well, I met with our Parenting Coordinator this morning. (she is like this counselor who tries to help dysfunctional parents, like myself and my ex, make decisions regarding our children.) That was OK...but the outcome was pretty good since I got my way both times....and Glen had to pay for it.
After meeting with the PC, I decided to go to the court house to get some legal information. On the way in, this lady was walking out with a smile on her face (something you don't see walking out of the courthouse very often) and she looked and me and smiled and said "There is a God!!!". I turned to her and said "I know, thanks for reminding me." Anyway, I continued in and did what I needed to do. Then as I was driving away, down the road, I saw that same lady hitchhiking. Now I don't normally do this, but seeing that I was in such a good mood and she seemed in one as well, I thought it would be amusing to pick her up and find out what was making her so happy.
So I turned around and picked her up and gave her a ride to a nearby shelter. I asked her why there was a God today. She proceeded to tell me how she had fallen in love 10 years ago, (ugh! Some of us know how dangerous that starting line can be...) and had taken the rap for her boyfriend on something (I didn't pry into the details). It wasn't quite clear the outcome, but I guessed that she had been given community service by the court at the shelter I was taking her to. She told me that the people who are assigned community service usually are more trouble than they are worth at those projects, therefore the managers usually don't treat them very well. She told me that when she got there she decided to do a good job and soon the managers liked her. So now that she is not required to do community service any more, she still wants to help out there. I thought that was cool. It kind of reminded me of the story of Joseph...then I started thinking of Donny and started drooling and ....never mind.
So back to my story...I dropped her off at the shelter. She shook my hand, Thanked me, and told me her name was Nancy, and I told her my name was Robin. We both told each other to have a nice day...and I think my day will be nicer for it and I hope hers will be too.
I don't know...but I think that is kind of a cool story.
After that, I took my kids to Arby's for lunch...kind of a celebration of my win...but I was under strict orders not to present the results with the PC to the children as a win for me. So I told them "Your Dad and I had a discussion with Dr. Joy and we have agreed...< that I could have my way
And then.........I picked up my first paycheck in a long, long time. $91.43!!! Woooooo!!
And then my kids came home from school and we played Dance Dance Revolution
And then my mom took me to dinner to celebrate.
And then I found out that today is Chinese New Year...so Happy Chinese New Year!....
And when I read about Chinese New Year...they say that if your Chinese New Year day is good, then it means the rest of your year will be good. YEAH!!!
I am going to go to bed right now...just in case.
Good night!
Well, I met with our Parenting Coordinator this morning. (she is like this counselor who tries to help dysfunctional parents, like myself and my ex, make decisions regarding our children.) That was OK...but the outcome was pretty good since I got my way both times....and Glen had to pay for it.
After meeting with the PC, I decided to go to the court house to get some legal information. On the way in, this lady was walking out with a smile on her face (something you don't see walking out of the courthouse very often) and she looked and me and smiled and said "There is a God!!!". I turned to her and said "I know, thanks for reminding me." Anyway, I continued in and did what I needed to do. Then as I was driving away, down the road, I saw that same lady hitchhiking. Now I don't normally do this, but seeing that I was in such a good mood and she seemed in one as well, I thought it would be amusing to pick her up and find out what was making her so happy.
So I turned around and picked her up and gave her a ride to a nearby shelter. I asked her why there was a God today. She proceeded to tell me how she had fallen in love 10 years ago, (ugh! Some of us know how dangerous that starting line can be...) and had taken the rap for her boyfriend on something (I didn't pry into the details). It wasn't quite clear the outcome, but I guessed that she had been given community service by the court at the shelter I was taking her to. She told me that the people who are assigned community service usually are more trouble than they are worth at those projects, therefore the managers usually don't treat them very well. She told me that when she got there she decided to do a good job and soon the managers liked her. So now that she is not required to do community service any more, she still wants to help out there. I thought that was cool. It kind of reminded me of the story of Joseph...then I started thinking of Donny and started drooling and ....never mind.
So back to my story...I dropped her off at the shelter. She shook my hand, Thanked me, and told me her name was Nancy, and I told her my name was Robin. We both told each other to have a nice day...and I think my day will be nicer for it and I hope hers will be too.
I don't know...but I think that is kind of a cool story.
After that, I took my kids to Arby's for lunch...kind of a celebration of my win...but I was under strict orders not to present the results with the PC to the children as a win for me. So I told them "Your Dad and I had a discussion with Dr. Joy and we have agreed...< that I could have my way
And then.........I picked up my first paycheck in a long, long time. $91.43!!! Woooooo!!
And then my kids came home from school and we played Dance Dance Revolution
And then my mom took me to dinner to celebrate.
And then I found out that today is Chinese New Year...so Happy Chinese New Year!....
And when I read about Chinese New Year...they say that if your Chinese New Year day is good, then it means the rest of your year will be good. YEAH!!!
I am going to go to bed right now...just in case.
Good night!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
A tribute to all my very cold Utah friends....
....and a reminder to me that the grass is not always greener in Utah...especially in the winter...
*Diary of a Snow Shoveler*
December 8:
December 9: We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape. What a fantastic sight! Can there be a more lovely place in the Whole World? Moving here was the best idea I've ever had. Shoveled for the first time in years, felt like a boy again. I did both our driveway and the sidewalks. This afternoon the snowplow came along and covered up the sidewalks and closed in the driveway, so I got to shovel again. What a perfect life.
December 12: The sun has melted all our lovely snow. Such a disappointment. My neighbor tells me not to worry, we'll definitely have a white Christmas. No snow on Christmas would be awful! Bob says we'll have so much snow by the end of winter, that I'll never want to see snow again. I don't think that's possible. Bob is such a nice man, I'm glad he's our neighbor.
December 14: Snow, lovely snow! 8" last night. The temperature dropped to -20. The cold makes everything sparkle so. The wind took my breath away, but I warmed up by shoveling the driveway and sidewalks. This is the life! The snowplow came back this afternoon and buried everything again. I didn't realize I would have to do quite this much shoveling, but I'll certainly get back in shape this way. I wish I wouldn't huff and puff so.
December 15: 20 inches forecast. Sold my van and bought a 4x4 Blazer. Bought snow tires for the wife's car and two extra shovels. Stocked the freezer. The wife wants a wood stove in case the electricity goes out. I think that's silly. We aren't in
December 16: Ice storm this morning. Fell on my butt on the ice in the driveway putting down salt. Hurt like heck. The wife laughed for an hour, which I think was very cruel.
December 17: Still way below freezing. Roads are too icy to go anywhere. Electricity was off for five hours. I had to pile the blankets on to stay warm. Nothing to do but stare at the wife and try not to irritate her. Guess I should've bought a wood stove, but won't admit it to her. I hate it when she's right. I can't believe I'm freezing to death in my own living room.
December 20: Electricity's back on, but had another 14" of the darn stuff last night. More shoveling. Took all day. Darn snowplow came by twice. Tried to find a neighbor kid to shovel, but they said they're too busy playing hockey. I think they're lying. Called the only hardware store around to see about buying a snow blower, and they're out. Might have another shipment in March. I think they're lying. Bob says I have to shovel or the city will have it done and bill me. I think he's lying.
December 22: Bob was right about a white Christmas, because 13 more inches of the white crap fell today, and it's so cold it probably won't melt 'til August. Took me 45 minutes to get all dressed up to go out to shovel, and then I had to pee. By the time I got undressed, peed and dressed again, I was too tired to shovel! Tried to hire Bob, who has a plow on his truck, for the rest of the winter; but he says he's too busy. I think the jerk is lying.
December 23: Only 2" of snow today, and it warmed up to "0". The wife wanted me to decorate the front of the house this morning. What, is she nuts!!! Why didn't she tell me to do that a month ago? She says she did, but I think she's lying.
December 24: 6". Snow packed so hard by snowplow, I broke the shovel. Thought I was having a heart attack. If I ever catch the SOB who drives that snowplow, I'll drag him through the snow by his hair and beat him to death with my broken shovel. I know he hides around the corner and waits for me to finish shoveling and then he comes down the street at a 100 miles an hour and throws snow all over everywhere I've just been! Tonight the wife wanted me to sing Christmas carols with her and open our presents, but I was too busy watching for the darn snowplow.
December 25: Merry Christmas!!!! 20 more inches of the fricking slop tonight. Snowed in. The idea of shoveling makes my blood boil. I hate the snow! Then the snowplow driver came by asking for a donation and I hit him over the head with my shovel. The wife says I have a bad attitude. I think she's a fricking idiot. If I have to watch "It's a Wonderful Life" one more time, I'm going to stuff her into the microwave.
December 26: Still snowed in. Why the heck did I ever move here? It was all HER idea. She's really getting on my nerves.
December 27: Temperature dropped to -30, and the pipes froze. Plumber came after 14 hours of waiting for him; he only charged me $1,400 to replace all my pipes.
December 28: Warmed up to above 5. Still snowed in. SHE'S is driving me crazy!!!!!
December 29: 10 more inches. Bob says I have to shovel the roof or it could cave in. That's the silliest thing I ever heard. How dumb does he think I am?
December 30: Roof caved in. I beat up the snow plow driver. He is now suing me for a million dollars; not for only the beating I gave him, but also for trying to shove the broken snow shovel up his nose. The wife went home to her mother. 9" predicted.
December 31: I set fire to what's left of the house. No more shoveling.
January 8: Feel so good. I just love those little white pills they keep giving me. Why am I tied to the bed?
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