Happy Halloween!!

I love Halloween!

I guess because it gives me one day where I can be someone else! The sky is the limit!

Today, I am Miss America...you know...the one who played the red cup for her talent this year?

 

At the last minute I had to change shirts because the one I couldn't figure out how to put on the one I bought last week that had a similar feel to this one. It was a "twist" style shirt and got untwisted when I took it out of the bag. Even the girls at the store couldn't figure it out.

So here I am in a plain blue shirt

 

I didn't have time this morning to fool with "pageant makeup" (read: false eyelashes) so I just did my everyday instead. I hate flourescent lighting...always makes me look so tired.

My department alwasy goes all out. Here are some of the guys and ghouls around the office today.

One of these girls is pregnant, can you guess which one?

 

 

 Happy Halloween y'all!

 

~En-JOY!

I Think I Am Over Facebook

I think that I am over Facebook.

I looked down and didn't post anything this weekend.  It really wasn't that I was too busy or anything. BFD was with his boys, as was W. I did spend part of Saturday at the hospital with Her Highness The Original Drama Queen (details of which I will spare you, dear reader) for her birthday.

DH used to exclaim that he was "bored with Facebook" and delete his profile. This happened several times over the last few years of our marriage. I thought that he was, indeed bored with all the drama, and fakeness. What he was REALLY doing was erasing all record of our relationship. All the posts he had liked, all the pictures he had tagged or was tagged in. all mutual friends. Then about two weeks later, he would create a new Facebook page, devoid of any trace of his marriage. He would then use it to start relationships with women, posing as a single man.  The two times that I accidently stumbled upone his new page, he would claim that he "forgot his password" on the other page and had to create a new one, and being the trusting wife, I always believed that. What a liar.

But I digress.  I am hardly using it for anything more than an online photo album.  All the awesome pics from my trips with the Divine Miss K. The pics of Tigger's first date. Kit-Kat's prom pics. The pics of Julz and her friends.  Photographs and memories.

I think that I will take a break from Facebook. K says that I can deactivate my account with our actually deleting it, so I won't lose anything.

I think I may give that a try for a while.

Two Down....More to Come!

Last night was my second official date with BFD.  I am really starting to like this guy. 

We discussed the menu items. He, having listened during previous conversations and retained such knowledge, pointed me in the direction of the items on the menu that were gluten free.  When the waitress came around, he ordered for me, even remembering to mention skipping the croutons on my salad...something I ALWAYS forget to do myself.  And when it was all over, he PAID for everything.

What  a switch!

THIS is how one treats a lady.

I guess that I should have mentioned that I am allergic to blue cheese. I was so impressed that a man was actually thinking of someone other than himself, I didn't bother to read what was included on the salad that he had suggested to me. When the loaded-to-the-hilt salad arrived at our table, along with the berry vinegrette dressing that I love (and, as luck would have it,  he does too) I couldn't help but dig right in. It was in my very first bite.  It is very hard to be beautiful and dainty when one is choking on a mouthful of nasty, moldy, blue cheese.

As I went to the ladies room to throw up, BFD ordered me another salad. 

Conversation was easy as we talked about work, our children, our stubborn, 90 year old grandmothers who both still drive, and crazy Islamics.  Before we realized it, the restaurant was closing up!

Yeah, there is definately going to be a date #3.

National Bosses Day 2014

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Today is National Bosses Day and the team got me this cute little bouquet of flowers. The Boss got something similar. The only difference is that the The Boss's are live flowers and this beautiful arrangement of mine is silk.  Because of my allergies.

Awwww...someone really is listening =)

Tick Tock Tick Tock.....

Where does the time go?!
We are really gettting into the heart of our season here at work. I have been too busy to post on my lunch and too tired to post after work. I am FULLY aware that I need to blog about our fabulous weekend in the Loveliest Village on the Plains

Sorry y'all...

So I leave you with this musical tidbit

 

Tik Tok ~ Ke$ha (featuring PDiddy)

Animal (RCA) 2009

 

~EnJOY



The Jinx is OVER!

My weekend started with  phone call about 2 weeks ago.  The Divine Lady K called and asked me if I wanted to join her a weekend trip to The Loveliest Village on the Plains for a little match-up with

LS-Who?

 

It would also be her birthday weekend.  

 

I responded with a resounding YES before I ever gave thought to "The Jinx" 

 

I had been living under the ominous shadow of "The Jinx" for nearly twenty years. I have not been able to watch my beloved Auburn Tigers play live in all that time.  Every time I would attempt to watch, heck, even be in the same room with it on tv, something bad would happen. I had earned quite the reputation for this weird little phenomeon  and initially, people were very skeptical.Case in point. I watched every down of the first half of the 2010 Iron Bowl, affectionaly known in Tigerdom as

"The Camback"

Bama led 24 to nothing. I volunteer for the beer run to Walmart and BAM we score two touchdowns back to back

 I had proven it time and again, making believers out of friends and family. For years, people have called me to make sure that I WASN'T watching a game. . Guess who watched the final two minutes of the 2014 BCS Championship game, where Auburn lost in the final seconds? Yeah, me.  I can't make this stuff up.

As they say in sports superstision circles, "It's only crazy if it doesn't work"

 

 

I was so excited to be attending the first major Auburn game of the season, I never once gave "The Jinx" a second thought.  I excitedly told my dad and Dooder when they helped me with my new couch.  "Oh No" Dooder had said, "if the jinx is so powerful, it works while you are watching t.v. what is it going to do when you are actually in the stadium?!"

 

What indeed?

 

I guess at this point I need to bring up BFD.

I met BFD, (don't laugh) on line. He works for a large bank here in the Southeast. He has a Bachelor's in Business Management. He enjoys scuba diving, bammer football, and riding 4 wheelers.

And he is 6 foot 8.

Yep... Big Freakin' Dude.

 

BFD and I went on our first actual date on the Monday before this trip. He was sweet, and funny and every bit as tall as he said he was. He had a car accident on the way to meet me, so he had to climb out of his truck from the passenger side. Funny .

 

As me and K made our way to Auburn, he texted me, cracking jokes, and keeping us in stitches. A true bammer, never missing a chance to poke fun at us, Auburn fans.

 

It was about 10 o'clock when we arrived in Auburn.

 

 

K had booked us a hotel room, the very last one in Aurburn.  Below is our tiny little hotel room at the Microtel Inn. My last hospital room was bigger. Yes, that is a cot over the air conditioner. Obviously they are used to folks coming in for games and are trying to maximize the exerperience. When K opened the door, the smell of cigarette smoke, mixed with vomit and AquaVelva wafted out. It smelled like someone had just hosted a bachelor party in there. Obviously the hotel staff knew it too, as the windows were already open.

 

 

We had to have fun with the mirror wall behind the bed. Kinda hard to do between texts.

 

 

 Despite the lingering smell, we settled down for the night and fell asleep. Being an early riser, I woke at my usual time (4:30 a.m.) and started looking for stuff on t,v,  Around 6:30 or so, the hotel put out it's contenental breakfast. Though I can't eat them, the waffles smelled so good it was very hard to resist.  As a matter of fact there was very little I could eat on the bar. They did, however, have a large bowl of boiled eggs and heaping pan of BACON!  Breakfast is served!!

 

It was also comforting to see an old friend.

 

K was awake and we started planning our day.

 

Yeah, still texting BFD while K takes selfies.

 

This person seems a little confused.  Note the bammer license plate.

 

 

We drove into town, still deciding where to start. People tailgating all along the route. We passed several lots offering parking for $40 and $50 for the day. K decided that Tiger Ragz should be our first spot. It is one street over from the action. As we made the turn we passed this church with a sign that advertised parking for....get this....just $25!! It was right next to Tiger Ragz. We could park all day and we were practically across from Sanford Hall!  The money went to fund a missions project.  We happily paid our money and followed the kid down to the end of the parking lot, where he parked us under the pavillion.

 

 Rock Star Parking

 

We walked around the rest of the day, waiting for the game, and passed the time by shopping and taking selfies.  I had to have all the "classic" Auburn touristy shots.

Such as ...

 

On the corner

 

The mural on the side of Toomer's Drugs

 

The University sign

 

We had to get K a jacket, as it was unseasonably chilly and super windy.  She was insistent that we eat lunch at Cheeburger Cheeburger. Hey, she was the Birthday Girl, who was I to argue?

 

Yes, that is a gluten free bun and it was AUsome!

 

It was really funny to see so many people all in orange and blue in one place

 

 

K's new friend, "The Principal" texted her all day. He's a bammer too, just like BFD.

We stopped in a bar to grab some drinks and rest our feet (and our credit cards). The bammer game was on the television. I took a few minutes to update BFD on what we were doing. He was watching the bammer game too. Three gents, all dressed in matching  Auburn shirts,caps, and  khaki's were seated next to us. They were disecting the game. Our drinks came about the same time that poor Drake boy got his ankle broken. OUCH!

 

Here sits K, sometime later, texting The Principal.

 

 

Out With The Old

I sucked it up, and went out furniture shopping. 

I needed to (finally) replace the 30 year old sofa, disentigrating before my eyes in my living room. 

W teases me often about the state of my sofa. to the point it was almost an inside joke. I haven't even dared to have LG come over from Jackson.  LG has really, really, nice furnature. "I like what I like," he says whenever I comment on something, but I know that he can afford it, so furniture shopping must be easy for him.

I feel so grown up all of a sudden.  With the exception of a few small pieces, I inherited most of my furniture. And I am happy with that. Furniture shopping is....well....boring.

One would think that I would love furniture shopping, because of my love over other shopping, but I really don't. In fact,  I loathe it.  I am like the kids that you see, dragging along behind their parents in the furniture store with the "just-pick-something-already" looks on their faces. I think it's primarily because furniture is so flipping expensive and I have really expensive taste.

I am happy to report that I finally did pick out a couch and love seat for my living room that I feel that I can live with, and paid for it outright.  That must not happen much. The sales guy had to go to some hidden office in the back to find a sales slip, rather than pull  yet another page off the stack of credit aps on his desk. "Wow" he kept saying, wiping his forhead.  I guess no one pays cash anymore.

To save the delivery charge, and avoid having to take a vacation day, I had my brother and dad go pick them up for me. They met me after work at the store. What a funny little caravan we were. My dad in his duely, my brother in his F150 and me.

There were some minor assembly required, as neither piece came with the bun feet installed.  They were in a little bag, tied to the cushion, along with many very long screws.

I was very pleased with how beautifully they had matched stuff I already have (maybe some of that magic Cyn has is finally rubbing off on me!!) , including the new area rug that I purchased 2 or 3 weeks ago.  It is a blue-tinged gray (they describe it on the tag as "slate") and they came with four, blue and gray striped throw pillows. I was going to ditch those, but they blend with my living room so well, I just might keep them.  I will post pictures here later.

I am not sure if it was because it had spent most of it's life bound up in plastic, but it eminated a very odd, chemical-like scent. It made my eyes water.  Like new-carpet-smell. I guess it's New Couch/Loveseat smell. I had already taken my maximum allowable allergy medicine for the day so i was kinda stuck. I hope it passes because I would hate to be allergic to my first, big purchase.

When JB finally came out of hiding, he walked big, cautious, circles around them.
His eyes were wide and unblinking as he skulked around in a low crawl. He would crane to sniff them and then look at me with an expression that said "What exactly is going on here?" Even my best coaxing (and eventually picking him up to place him on the carefully placed towel beside me) could not convince him to come near.

Some time during the night, he apparently got over his fear, because this morning I found a large, fur-covered area on the right-hand seat back that corresponded with his "spot" on the previous sofa.  The towel I had placed there to prevent such a spot, was laying in the floor in a crumpled heap.

I was surprised at how much they fill the living room but also how much space there still seems to be. As my mother would say, "It looks like a grown up lives here."

Yes, it is the year of changes to better things.

And I do deserve better.

~EnJOY