9-11 and more

I feel like I have nothing to blog about lately. My mind is not retaining anything that happens in my life. My life hasn't been boring or nonexistant, it's just that I'm having serious issues with trying to recall anything. For the most part I have just been working and hanging out with friends. One thing I do want to mention is...

This week does mark the 5th year anniversary of Sept. 11. It is a day that I will always remember where I was, what I was doing, and how I was feeling. When I was younger I remember talking to my mom about how I had learned about the assassination of JFK in school and her recalling where she was when that happened. It always boggeled my mind that 30 some years later and she still remembers what she was wearing when that happened. She always told me that something was bound to happen in my lifetime that would linger in the dark corners of my memory until the day I passed. For me it is 9-11. I was in 10th grade that year. I was in my 2nd period English class being taught by my favorite teacher, Mrs. Kelly. I was in the middle row 3rd desk back when a teacher from across the hall ran into our room and without any hesitation turned on our t.v.. I was so distracted by the building on the screen that was up in flames that I didn't bother to read the scrolling information at the bottom of the screen. My initial reaction was that the building in downtown Omaha was up in flames. And the moment I saw the second plane crash into the second building, I realized that this was not in Omaha, and that this was no ordinary, run of the mill fire. I felt a chill down my spine when I realized that someone did it intentionally. Over 3000 people perished on that one single day.

I will never forget that day. ever.
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I'm happy to announce that I'm finally doing more with my social life. I even let loose and saw a movie at the Old Dundee Theatre...We saw Little Miss Sunshine, and holy boats it was good! Definately something I would recommend. I also finally watched the first Lord Of The Rings. It took several nights to watch the whole thing, only because I watched it at night while in bed, and I kept falling asleep. The thing with me and my bed is when we come into contact, the bed always wins. It doesn't even have to sweet talk me, or lure me in with cheap chocolate, I'm always out in 13-14 minutes no matter how many energy drinks I consume. Anyways, I finished it on Wednesday and now I can barely wait to watch the second and third.

So I've been watching Project Runway like a dirty whore and I've decided that it is time to learn how to sew. It's something I've always been amazed by...the fact that you can take a yard of fabric and make it into something of use, is beyond amazing to me. I'd love to try and make myself a dress one of these days...so long as it doesn't come out looking like a moo-moo from the clearance rack at the local department store.

When I have to reference moo-moo's in my blog, I know that means I need to lose weight....I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin'!

Do thoughts like these send people to hell?

I think there is someone at work fabricating information about his cancer....I'm not sayin, I'm just sayin!

Powerball brings out the crazies

I don’t think I’ve ever been so relieved to have had someone other than me win the $200 million jackpot. Don’t get me wrong, it would be amazing if I had been the winner, but holy fuck it sucks at work when it gets above $150 mil. People start to turn into savage beasts! Plus everyones supersticious ways become more and more evident. I have a regular that comes into the store and gets a quick pick lotto ticket. He checks it over and decides if he likes the “position” of the numbers then if everything is good for him, he’ll get another ticket, only this time with his choice of “position” for the numbers. All I ever want to say is, “just take a ticket and move along or I’ll position my foot up your ass!”.

Trying

I'm really trying to get back in the mind set to lose weight. I've just completely let myself go in the last year...or two. I've let it take a backseat to alot of things in my life, and the truth is that I'm happier when I have something so real and serious to focus on. Everything in my life is healthier when I'm in good health...or trying to get into good health. I'm a more organized person and most importantly I'm much more active.

I'm not one of those people that loves their body for what it is, I'm just not. I don't consider myself insecure, but that doesn't mean that I have to enjoy being fat. I feel like my whole personality suffers for my shame. So I'm gonna try to go back on my diet. I think I'm close enough to the right mindset to do it for real this time.

About 4 years ago I lost nearly 80 lbs. (granted I wasn't as heavy from the start as I am now) but it was probably the best feeling I've ever had. I felt like I had something to be proud of. I was active and felt good about myself. I want that back. When I try to picture my future, I never see it with me being extremely heavy. My diet blog is back up and running, and I hope I can keep it updated because I think that might help me stay motivated.

We'll see if this is the real deal or not!

Well last night was memorable...We had some company over for drinks and a barbecue and well it was crazy to say the least. For anyone that really knows me they know that I'm not a heavy drinker...I drink a beer or a margarita every now and then. So minus the 2002 New Years Eve champaigne incident and the sleep over that included beer, whiskey, tequila, and vodka...I think it is safe to say that I'm no lush. WELL, last night was a bit different. I didn't even think I drank all that much at first, but when you take into consideration that I slammed down 2 generous sized margaritas, then tried...TRIED to do a shot of vodka...it came right back up! Maybe alittle stayed down there, but not much. Then I had a wine cooler mixed with margarita...which was gross, but lovely to my tipsy taste buds. I tried to drink Red Bull and vodka but due to the earlier incident with vomit, it just wasn't meant to be! Then I had a mudslide, which I didn't even like, but they made me chug it...blahh

Anyways, I ended up jumping into the pool with all my clothes on...several times! I know at some point I started crying. And my friend Keegan might have seen me half naked...Good news is that I had fun and I don't have a hangover!

Angry no more

I hit a new low in my mood swings. I realized that I was finding off the wall reasons to be mad a people in my life. I would get pissed off for silly reasons all for the sake of being angry. Some days I feel like it's easier to be mad than to be happy. Being content and at peace was just too easy. When I'm angry I know that my brain is keeping busy and therefore keeps my mind off of other depressing thoughts. Is it bad to say that waking up every morning with a smile on my face and a twinkle in my heart is just too much effort most days? Is it strange that I've been told that my idle face (which is when I am at my most relaxed) is a frightful glare, that people don't dare mess with?

I'm happy to say that as of today I am not mad at anyone! Well I'm always alittle ticked off at Paris Hilton...Seriously! She hits a parked car and gets a tickle on the hand...I rear-end someone that slammed on their brakes at the worst time, and I get ticketed, my insurance goes up, my 1986 Mercury Piece Of Shit is all messed up and my mother has something to use against me for years to come... Fair? I think not!

Anywho....yes it is true, I'm not mad at any of the important people in my life, and it feels good. I feel like I can take a deep breath without wanting to scream expletives on the exhale. I must say that for a good couple of weeks I was even worried about myself. More in the sense of my state of mind and attitude. I was someone that you wanted to stay away from, mostly because you wouldn't put it past me to throw something dense and jagged in your general direction.


Michaela

I Can't Do It

It just hit me. I don't want to leave blogger! I love blogger. Blogger has always been good to me. I met some of my favorite bloggies on Blogger! Blogger I'm home for good!

Deer Lord!

Yes, I live in Nebraska. No, I don't live on a farm around lots of animals! I pride myself on the fact that I live in Omaha, a very suburbanized city that keeps getting bigger and bigger. I say this because last night my friend Keegan and I hit a deer! You always hear about it happening on the interstate, and we have signs posted on the sides of any roads that lay up against a large body of wooded acreage, but when it happens to you, the shock of it all is no less.

We were on our merry ole way down a street that gets quite a bit of traffic during the day time hours, though at night it's pretty deserted. Keegan and I had just been rockin' our tiny tushes out to Techno Friday on the local rock station, when we headed on to the road that inhabits possibly the worlds dumbest animal. So Keeg's and I are switching stations and giggling at one anothers failed attempt to boogie. When out of the corner of my right eye I see an animals head highlighted by headlights, and within 5 seconds of that moment we were both screaming. I give huge props to Keegan because he didn't swerve all that much. I have been told by many somewhat credible sources that if you ever 'find' yourself the victim of a brainless creature crossing the road, if at all possible DO NOT swerve to avoid hitting it. My first thought is the reason for this rule is because deer are apparently so dumb they kind of deserve to get hit, therefore kind of deserving to die…I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin'! The true reason for it is so that you don't risk involving other cars for the sake of one deer.

Just so we're all clear, I'm fine, Keegan is fine, his car is…well, dented but otherwise okay. At the end of this big mishap we have an endearing (or endeering) story to tell for years to come…Or until we hit a talking/dancing/mind-reading cow while going 60mph, cuz then the deer story will be completely over-shadowed.

The Impossible

I did it! I made a wordpress blog. Well I really just transferred everything here over to there. One thing that's really bothering me is the fact that I cannot get the links to my buddies blogs on there. Anyone that has a a wordpress site please let me in on the big secret.

http://imichaela.wordpress.com/

I would love it if you all could stop by sometime and let me know what you think.

The Down Side

...to working evenings 6 days a week, is that I miss almost every single show that I enjoy. I say almost because I am able to watch Grey's Anatomy on Sundays, and looks like ABC is taking yet ANOTHER thing from my heart! DAMN YOU CORPORATE NETWORKS!! Yeah so if you haven't heard yet, they're planing to move it to Wednesday or Thursday...I can't remember which one they said, because at the time I was so overcome with emotion that I was getting sick to my stomach.

I think I'm ready to step this blog up a notch. I'm talking new title, new look, new writing ideas, maybe even a new address. We'll see how many of those ideas actually pan out. It just seems like lately this site has been a notepad only for my nonexistant personal life. I have creative ideas in my head, sure they're probably alittle dusty from sitting up there for so long, but creativity shouldn't have an expiration date on it.

Believe it or not, I'm growing up and I would really like this blog to grow with me. I think it has great potential from both a creative standpoint and a theraputic one. We'll see where I go from here.

Toodles

Who Doesn't Like An Old Fashioned Grill Out?

Tonight is gonna be A-mazing! My good friend Keegan is coming over for a grill out. Lydia will be here, her Marty might be coming, and a night of fun is promised. It'll be just like the good ole days. The only person that will be missing from this ordeal is my momma. She might have to work late late tonight...:(

I haven't had a bratwurst in ages!

I'm probably alittle too excited about this, but I don't CARE!!

20 is not much different than 19...

So I turned 20 on Sunday..Yay me! It was a nice calm day, not a whole lot going on. My sister got me a very very special gift...an iPod Shuffle and oh my sweet relish I'm in love with it! She got me a couple of other cute little things which were the cherries to top off the iPod. I told my mom not to get anything because we're really trying to conserve money right now, and if I had gotten anything I know that I would have constantly been thinking about which bills could have been paid in exchange for it.

To really make the day special, my dad called me and talked to me for a few minutes. He asked how life was and how the dog was doing. After a few minutes he said he had to go and that I should keep in touch with him...click! Not one mention of my birthday...AT ALL! It just figures that he would completely forget about my birthday. I still have not let him in on the big secret that was my birthday. I figure that when his birthday rolls around in July and he calls expecting presents...my gift to him will be a tour through the hall of shameful fathers that forget their childrens birthdays!

Not much else exciting going on around here. Just work and not a whole lot of play. As is usual in my extremely boring life...

Toodles!

You Can Do It

I helped out at another store tonight, and it was sooooo slow. The store is closing in a month due to poor sales and now I understand why. I feel sorry for the employees there, because they are shit out of luck. The company is not even offering other positions within the company...yet they feel that the staff should stay until d-day so that the company isn't stuck in a ruck. Now that is corporate bullshit at its best!

It's a funny thing not looking forward to the next day. I mean this not in a depressing way, even though it probably comes out that way. I just haven't been looking forward to the future lately. I've always daydreamed about where I see myself 10-15 years from now, and I always thought that those daydreams would transform into my goals, but lately I haven't dreamt about those "goals-in-training"... Maybe that's Gods way of telling me to stop daydreaming and start doing.

I need to find some friends...fast!

Well at least I'm not ill anymore

So I've been cured from the plague for about a week now and I'm living life up. It was really touch and go there for a while. I seriously thought that my stuffy nose was gonna be the death of me...

Did I ever mention that I'm a cry baby about being sick? Well that would actually be putting it lightly. My immune system is much like a bullet proof vest...Not much can get through that sucker! So you would understand a great deal when I admit that I get a little distraught over the pain of just a simple cold.

My older sister Lydia is graduating college tomorrow from Northwest Missouri State, and I couldn't be any more proud of her. She has worked her ass off to be there and I can't wait to watch her walk up there. She already got a job and everything! We butt heads every once in a while, but I love her very much and I take pride in the fact that she is MY sister.

Big changes are happening at the place of employement. My manager is leaving and one of my co-workers (who just happens to be her lesbian lover) is going with her. They've come to be great friends, and I don't want them to go because we have such a fun time at work that it almost doesn't feel like work. Plus the new manager is a real bitch and I don't want to be nice to her...But I will because unfortunately it's in my nature to give everyone a chance (it's one of my personal flaws).

I'll leave you with one fact: Strawberry Gatorade and cherry nibs go quite well together dispite what you may think about two polar opposite artificial flavors. Just something to keep in mind!

Peace

Stop Running!

That is how I feel about my damn nose! I'm sick as a dog today and I'm gonna be a big baby about it.

Everyone has something in common...

Since I've been working a ton of hours, I've picked up on something that I find to be really cool. One person comes in and buys a $1.29 pop with 2 $1 bills. I give them their change, and they're on their merry way. Then, the next customer in line, who doesn't know a darn thing about the customer that was just in front of them, buys 3 lottery tickets with a $5 bill. Their change is $2, so they end up getting the last customers money.

Sometimes when I'm having a bad or maybe just boring day at work, I get really into this, and I imagine where those 2 bills will be in a day, a week, or even a month. I'll keep doing it until I confuse myself to the point of insanity!

Then I start to wonder who has touched my money before? Has Tom Cruise ever come into contact with my dollar before? Or maybe a convicted felon doing 15 in San Quentin... All very very possible.

If only paper money could talk, huh?

Happy Easter

I hope everyone is having a great day. Spend time with family and eat more candy than your tummy can hold!

Things That I Swear Really Happened to Me at Work:

I finally got switched to the evenings and just as things are looking up for me, I get stuck with an old man that refuses to wear deodorant....and if I'm up to date with my foul odors, I'd say he doesn't bother to wipe his ass either!

I ran over a silver fork and it got lodged into my tire! In the employee parking area...When I told my coworkers about it, my former assistant manager says in response, "That's what happened to the fork I brought for my dinner last night!

I had to argue with a group of 12 year olds on why I wouldn't sell them a carton of eggs and a 6 pack of toilet paper...

A door to door mormon came in and told me I had a beautiful ora...my first thought was 'Yeah, well you ain't getting any of THIS ora!'

Spring-aling-ading!

Today is a day that I've been waiting for...A beautiful Spring day. Not too cold and not too hot/humid, just perfect. This past winter things were pretty rough in our household and there were many times that we regreted buying this house. But today is the kind of day that makes me rethink those kind of thoughts. It's a day where the tulips and trees are blossoming and the birds are making God-awful churping sounds that make your realize that Spring is here!

This is bound to piss me off!

When customers belittle me by literally throwing their money or credit card on to the counter as if to say "I want to pay but I don't want your blue collar coodies to rub off onto me".


Needless to say, today was interesting at work...