rain.

It is raining again.

It's like I am in Forks.

* tee hee *

You want me to find WHO?

So, I just watched Find M* Fam*ly.

Did anyone else see it?

I am not really sure about this show. Not only the fact they were in Brookfield and it looked like a ho-dunk farm town. I am sitting in Brookfield as I type. I can't tell you where one farm is.

I had troubles when the host said to the birth parents of Jennie... "you have a grandchild!"
And then to the birth parents children... "you are aunts and uncles!" I was thinking-- wait.. they JUST MET. It takes a lot to make a family...

Perhaps I am being a bit harsh? It was good, though- that at the end, Jennie said.. "well, I don't know where this is going".. and I thought it was nice that Jennies mom would tuck her in and they would say 'thank you' for bringing Jennie to their family.

It kind of just pushed the adopted parents out of the picture.

I dunno.

Thoughts?

Things...

Well, I am sucking at this 30 in November deal. I have time to catch up-- I am always stronger in the end, anyways. Whatever that means.... I think it means that I have always been able to cover my ass.

I have found my new crack.. stumbleupon dot com OMGZ. Go. Now. Just GO. It is just what a girl with a boring job needs. Sign up for free, check off your interests, and go "stumbling" and you are directed to all kinds of websites you never knew existed. Then you can "like" them... and you will then have records of where you went and go back to the ones you like! It is a god send.

Turkey day is about to sneak up on us. This year has flown by! Holiday's are always a bit of a struggle in my head. I want to much for Mic and I to have traditions when it comes to holidays... but as great as it is, at the same time, it is sometimes inconvenient to have two families that want to spend time with us on the holidays. So. For Thanksgiving and Easter we go our own ways. For Christmas Eve we spend it with her family and on Christmas day we are with mine. I honestly wish we had a large enough house to have everyone over. That would be my dream. Everyone can bring something... we will host. Over. Done. No more figuring out where we are going... how is everyone getting there? How long will it last because what if the weather is bad and we have to drive all the way back? Is so and so going to be there, what if he drinks too much brandy? UGH. Kinda over it. Though, Thanksgiving is one of my favorites because we can just go and be kinda casual. No gifts... just being thankful for blessings. GIFTS are overrated. UGH. Don't even get me started on that topic.

My "thankful" over the last 12 months.

• Mic is employed
• Domestic partnership
• Domestic partnership benefits at Mic's new employment
• Rebecca
• New friendships
• Medical diagnosis
• One more year. I am blessed as many people don't make it to 36
• My job
• My parents health
• My parents acceptance
• Organization

I probably will continue with this list as we get closer to thanksgiving... and it may come in handy when I need more entries to get to 30. See. I cover my arse.

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Healing prayers to Jude.... The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it. Once you choose hope, anything is possible.

Coupl'a questions

So.. I have been trying to find more blogs to read outside the TTC community as I am no longer TTC. I am just looking for lesbo blogs, plain ol' lesbos that are funny, have families.. or not.. whatev. I am not dissing my blogging roots, just expanding.

What are your favorites?

Also.. remember El Snoro, the boss that sleeps half the day? Well the scoop is that he has debt out the wazoo and, since I answer the phones here, I take all of his collection calls. I take their names, numbers and where they are calling from and post that information under his name on a huge tack board.

A few things have crossed my mind.... First and foremost I don't judge because I, too, have had issues with debt. Many of us have! But dear god if I EVER had anyone call me at my WORK?!?! No way jose. I would be HORRIFIED!!! And then to have this information posted under my name?? I would put an end to that ASAP! He sees the notes and does this fake "my story is bogus so I am talking too loud" thing, as if I am an idiot and actually think that Capital 1 is calling to offer him a loan...it is along the same lines as the "I am lying... so I am fake yawning" thing (please tell me I am not the only one who knows about these dead giveaways!). 2nd.. I have WORKED in collections. (yes. it sucked.) Doing collections on everything from health club membership dues to hospital bills to actually having to go hunt down people and TAKE THEIR CARS. Yes. Me. I did that. Sorry. So, I know that in the state of Wisconsin you can tell them to stop calling your work... and they can't call your work. simple.

My question is WWYGD? What would you gals do? Would you approach El Snoro and ask him to tell his creditors to stop calling work as it is easily up to 7 or 8 times a day on most days. Or, would you continue your post it note mosaic of messages on the tack board?

ps. I am sorry if my grammar sucks in my posts.... I am usually doing them in several segments so my internetting goes under Blonde Ambitions radar. I don't ALWAYS have the grammatical talents of a 3rd grader.

our path

I took the idea from Earth*Ocean*Baby to write down my path.. my story about how I got to where I am right now.

I thought it would be a good idea.. I have lots of of great stories... but after I wrote and wrote about college and friends and relationships and how I came back to Milwaukee and then meeting Mic- I realized that I am FAR more interested in hearing other peoples life stories. I always have been the person that asks a lot of questions... without fear... because people ALWAYS answer. I love it! I love hearing what people think and why and "what happened then"... laugh with them at the great endings or cry at the sad outcomes... Not because I am going to judge them... but because I love how similar peoples lives are, how we can really LEARN from other peoples mistakes and A+ decisions. How we weave these webs....

I have ALWAYS wanted to go into counseling of some sort. I truly believe it was my calling. I think that is why people can open up to me... I feel SO LUCKY that people feel comfortable around me.... My mom talked me out of that major when I was going off to school and my dad talked me into business. Ew. That was the completely wrong direction from the path that I should have taken.

I often wonder about going back... and wish there were some sort of "short cut" of that I had the inside scoop on some AWESOME job that doesn't take as much schooling as traditionally would be needed for counseling.

I am rambling....my brain is in a million different directions...my lists are long right now, and I can't seem to focus on completion of any task on them. We have a busy weekend ahead of us. Tomorrow I am meeting Amy half way between here and there :) and we are going to have fish and a glass of wine and talk talk talk talk.. I can't WAIT! Saturday Mo and Greg are coming down for a fondue and wine party at a friends house... that should be a hoot...(I am SO ready to GO TO a party instead of hosting one) then the cherry on top, a Sunday with my girl.. aaahhh.

Stolen

from CJ over at Don't Lick the Ferrets.

Because I feel as if I am entering a pms related funk. Step away from the bloated girl with a big zit on her nose... she might eat you if you at all resemble a Reese's peanut butter cup.

Outside my window is a parking lot full of little hippy landscaper workers all bundled up in winter gear decorating the building of my employment.

I am thinking about microderm abrasion and laser hair removal.

I am thankful for every moment. They are all blessings... even the kinda shitty ones. Literally.

I am wearing trouser socks that are too tight. Don't worry- I have clothes on too... the usual.. grey and black. That seems to be what my wardrobe consists of.

I am remembering today has been a road down memory lane for me... thinking about past relationships, old friends, times gone by.. thinking about the different places and situations my life has ended up in.

I am reading Jillian Michaels "Mastering Your Metabolism" VERY interesting.. but I am ready for some mushy love story.

On my mind "its 2:22...sonofa.... it's ONLY TWO TWENTY TWO. Should I even HAVE lunch now? I wonder how long microderm abrasion takes? Probably not as long as this meme"


Pondering these words How people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours. – Wayne Dyer (from Dyke Evolutions blog) I dig it.

From the kitchen what? What from the kitchen? I don't get this one.. From the Kitchen I am imagining that hot Latino doctor from Grey's Anatomy bringing me my lunch? hm.

Around the house is lots of love... and laughter.... and dog hair.

headache.

I can't get rid of it.

It might be all the fake work I have been doing (at work) while waiting to get busy again. Life isn't easy going when there is NOTHING GOING ON. I can only fake make up more forms (that we already have)....or fake look through file cabinets trying to find a fake dead person's file.... for a fake reason.

I wish I had something really great to blog about tonight. Instead, my head is pounding... and I am just going to go to bed.