A bit much.

My mom said the leopard sunglasses were cute on me, but I thought they were a bit much. Of course, I, myself, am a bit much.

Get to go sailing this Friday with work friends, that should be a hoot! Never been before.

Always with the selfies in the car.

Random pics of me in the car. Neat.

So, for my Labor Day holiday, guess what I'm doing? I'm going over to my boss' house to work. WORK. I'm bringing up a bottle of wine, but still. We have a project that badly needs finishing, and we get too many interruptions at work. I don't know whether it is funny or sad. Let's go with funny.

Leavenworth Spending Spree

I have gone completely bonkers. Can you say spending spree? Holy crap. Here are some recent purchases I've made, and not even ALL of them! Retirement is overrated. Having a savings account? Right! Fuuuuuck. This is how I am justifying it: Over the last 15 years I have not pampered myself and, in fact, neglected and denied myself much. It has only been in the last year that I have started buying some cute clothes and accessories. I did get a camera awhile back, but really, I was too stressed, depressed and broke to do much else. I just didn't care about myself. I've come a long way, and currently I am the happiest I've been in I don't know how long. It's NICE. Now, don't get me wrong, I still have some challenges and issues to overcome, but I feel so much better about things. I know, I know, where the hell is CrazyDogMama and what I have I done with her. With all the crap I've been through, I'm going to soak this little break up!

OK, about the pics. I got some very tasty, and relatively inexpensive local red wine with a cool painted label, some super yummy jalapeño mustard and buffalo blue cheese dip, I finally found a square pillar candle to match my obsession with red, some really soft fuzzy leopard pillows (with a cute shot of Magadog posing in front of them), a jazzy, Fall-style, copper-metallic bling-bling hobo handbag, a leopard wallet (I am also obsessed with animal prints right now), magnets saying, "I used to care but now I take a pill for that" and "I don't know what makes you so dumb, but it really works" (which will be great for work), a fuzzy red rug to go in front of my kitchen sink that Louie has laid claim to, a blingy hat that says, "Just Add Wine" (perfect), a reptile print headband, a shiny hair clip, some fun earrings and a cool little key chain. Whew! It's like Christmas!

I'm enjoying work. Don't fall over.

Tired tonight. I worked from 8 am to 6 pm, went to dinner and didn't get back to the house until 11 pm. I was going to leave work early, but that didn't happen, everything gets dumped on my desk Friday afternoons. You know what is super strange, though? I'm enjoying work these days. I KNOW. Hell is frozen. I really like my co-workers, and the work is challenging and rewarding. Go figure! Since I spend most of my time there, I suppose it's a good thing. We have a good time, lots of laughing, just the way I like it. There are some really funny people there. I feel like I'm right where I belong.

Leavenworth, WA

Here are some pictures I took on our Leavenworth trip. Next, I'll take pictures of all my purchases, there were many! It has been a fun week even though I am back at work. My Godmother leaves Saturday morning. Poo. One more dinner out tomorrow, I'm thinking cheeses and wine! MMMMMM.

Kick Butt and Take Names

I was told today that I "kick butt and take names" by a coworker. They said it wasn't a joke and that I should be "more in charge" of things. I took this as a HUGE compliment. It was right after I went to a director and said, "Sign this". He asked what it was, I told him, then he said, "What if I don't want to sign it?" I said, "I don't care, I don't have all day, SIGN IT". Now, of course THAT was a joke, but I do usually get what I want. He said, "Yes ma'am".

Being GEN X

Wikipedia has some interesting things to say about "Generation X". I was born in 1971, which apparently is one of the years with the lowest rate of births. (We follow the "Baby Boomers".) It is also the generation following the Cold War and the generation who had teenagers who were confused, rebellious, anti-religious and apathetic. Doesn't that describe every generation of teenagers? I guess not.

We are the internet junkies, the dot com era and the ones who brought 'grunge'. Side note: I had coffee once with Layne Staley (lead singer of 'Alice in Chains') right before he died. Sweet guy.

A generation without an identity. We ate pop rocks and pop tarts. We played Atari. We loved our Star Wars, our E.T. and our Indiana Jones. We had a 'Brat Pack'.

Gen X. Only two more (Y and Z), then we're done! According to Global Warming Alarmists, anyway. It is said we don't know who we are or where we are going. I'm not so sure about that, maybe we just don't CARE who we are or where we're going!

So, what are your thoughts? Are you a fellow Gen-Xer?

Funnies in Leavenworth

Went to Leavenworth today and these items CRACKED ME UP.

Ray's Boathouse

What a great day! The weather was perfect, upper 70's, and much fun was had. Went to breakfast, went to a movie (Rob Zombie's Halloween 2), and went to Ray's Boathouse at Shilshole Bay in Seattle for dinner. YUM. I had grilled jumbo Gulf prawns over polenta with spinach, cherry tomatoes shaved parmesan and a hint of citrus vinaigrette. Shared a decedent chocolate dessert. Caught a bit of the sunset after dinner walking on the dock. Tomorrow will be a day spent at my pad with a request for my "badass" kabobs.

Steak & Lobster, Baby!

Now that's what I'M talkin' about!

Visitors and Pranksters

So, my Godmother, who is my mom's best friend, is coming to visit tomorrow! Yay! I'm taking Friday and Monday off. Don't know exactly everything we are doing yet, but I know it will involve food, drink and other fun. I have to refrain from posting too much about it on the internet because some people are sensitive to that, but I'll try.

In other news, my co-workers are evil. They do many evil pranks. I seem to attract this behavior. I called in "late" the other day due to a migraine headache. I left a voicemail with my boss and emailed my office roommate. (Who is the evilest one of all, let's call her "R".) Once I was on my way, I texted "R" to let her know I would be there soon and to let our boss know because I hadn't spoken to her yet, she wasn't answering her phone. A little while later she texted me back and said our boss had not received my message and was furious with me. I almost had a heart attack on the 405 freeway. Several minutes later I get a LOL text. Bitch. Now I need to get even.

Couches & Shoes

Here is the sectional I like, and my new cheetah print flats! I didn't go for the pumps, these are more practical, but I DID get the hot pink patent pumps! I should rename this blog to 'Feet and Shoes' huh? I can't help it.

Hallway of Horror

You all know I'm a little different, right? Well, I now have some of my favorite horror film movie posters framed and hung in my hallway. Still need The Exorcist and Texas Chainsaw Massacre the original. My decorating is a bit eclectic. I have the 'Tuscany' theme in the kitchen almost done except I want stainless steel appliances, and next is the bedroom. Don't know what I'm doing in there yet. I have my red sheets/duvet, but not sure about the rest. I am also searching for the perfect sectional w/leopard pillows. Then of course I'll need a 50-inch plasma on the wall to complete my media room. I want to get rid of the furniture in there and have it be all couch/TV. Shit, I need a raise. Maybe I'll get that Supervisor promotion. I'm not all that "girly" with my decorating, am I? LOL.

THIS.

Snacks & Sprains

Well it was inevitable. I hurt myself. SOMEHOW I have sprained my thumb/hand and it hurts like hell. When I couldn't open my "Pub Mix" snack jar this morning, I roamed the halls at work looking for a big strong man to help me. Found one! I'm sure I looked like a full-on retard carrying around the huge tube I bought from Costco, although that is nothing new for anyone here that knows me. I'm happy now. I had my protein shake on the way to work, and now I have my pretzel/rice cracker/etc. mix and beef jerky handy with my gallon of water so I don't inadvertently pig out on cookies/donuts/potato chips and what-not. It is upper-body day at the gym, but with my injury I may have to switch to lower-body, and just do kicks tonight instead of punches.

Eggs Benedict is My Fav!

Making eggs benedict.

First of all, it's a cinch. I made myself some this morning, I have to eat breakfast now to rev up my metabolism. Yeah, I know it's not egg whites and broccoli, but I have to eat TASTY food or there is no point in living. Balance. It is all about balance.

First, boil your eggs in this little contraption. (I'm super technical.) Then, toast your English muffins and warm up some Canadian bacon. Make your hollandaise sauce (from package, or scratch) then pop the eggs on the muffins, pour the sauce over top and finish with a little paprika and parsely. NUMMERS! I also had this little natural fruit drink thingee.

Now I'm going to go kickbox.

Gotta Love Denis Leary

I just listened to the "I'm an asshole" song. LOL!

I love Denis Leary. Such a catchy little tune. I'm singing "I'm an asshole, I'm an asshole" meandering around the house at 1 am. Listen to it, you'll see what I mean.

Costco Haul

The Costco cart has changed a bit. Instead of chocolate cake, I'm getting Zone Protein Bars, and instead of getting an iced mocha every morning, I bought some protein shakes. That'll kill some calories and feed my muscles! I'm getting serious. No more messing around with flab, damnit!

I keep winning the front desk flower bouquets at work. (They have a drawing every Friday.) People are getting suspicious I have a secret admirer. LOL!

New Sandals!

My new cute sandals! You can't tell from the awkward pic, but they are kitten heels. It hurt to walk in them today. See below.

Dead Muscles

Well, I could sit here and whine and complain about how I can't walk, or sit down, or move in general, but nah. You guys are constantly hearing me complain, so I won't tell you about my ab pain from crunches, or about how when I move my arms I wince, or about falling onto the surface I am about to sit on because my quad muscles fail. I really want to put on Ben Gay, but I hate the smell and you CANNOT get it off of you! I refuse to go to work like that. Gotta smell pretty at work. Gotta smell pretty all the time. Note to self: Throw Ben Gay out.

Work is work, sleep is sleep and pain is pain. That's it. My Godmother is coming to visit for a week next Friday, so that will be great fun, but until then it's all about getting an iron-ass. It better be worth it. I'm just sayin'.