More than you ever needed to know about TM

It's official, my office mate has fake teeth that she only wears when she feels like it. The difference between yesterday and today is astonishing. Now I'm not going to be satisfied until I see inside her mouth without the teeth in, it's a never ending cycle with me.  Also, we have a bo/ard of dir/ect/ors meeting today at work so we were instructed to wear our extra good work clothes. I hooked it up with a cute BCBG skirt that I had been dying to wear anyway (that outlet is the truth!) and some new shoes that I got for $10 at TJMaxx. Ummmm this chick has on tan stretch pants a brown sweater and her "jazzy" part is a wrap... a black and white flannel scarf. I do pray that she does not walk past the conference room in that. I'm going to try and get a picture of both of our lovely outfits. On to today's regularly scheduled post...

 

Now it's time to do my 25 randoms since I refuse to do them on facebook, but I have to be able to tell my sister that I did them. Wanna read 'em? Here dey go!

 

1. If I had to choose one food to eat for the rest of my life it would be Potatoes. Mashed potatoes, french fries, hash browns, potato chips, baked...oh how I love them.

2. I love to talk about myself. I actually considered going to a psychiatrist so I could have somebody to tell my stories to, lol. Ain't that crazy?

3. TheCount calls into question all stories about my childhood. He realized that I'm always mucchhhh older than he envisioned I would be during the story. When I told him about me falling out in the Lens Crafters he was appalled to learn I was 19 (and dating him). When I told him about being held down by my family to take some cough syrup he laughed until I said I was 13, then he looked at me like I was stupid. It goes on and on.

4. I get these things called tonsil stones, my sister does too. They are so gross and they hurt. Look them up on you tube if you want to be disgusted.

5. My mom thinks I have weird food issues. I love watermelon but hate watermelon flavored anything. I hate bananas but love banana candy. I don't believe in fruit flavored dairy (ice cream, yogurt, milk) or hot fruit (apple pie, tarts, cobbler). I hate tomatoes but love tomato soup. I put things like mayo and ketchup on my sandwich only to scrape it right off. That list goes on and on too.

6. I love to hear TheCount smile. Its like a sixth sense I whip my head around whenever I hear a smile creeping upon his lips.

7. I'm blind without my glasses. BLIND!

8. This is a lot harder than I thought, I guess my session with the psych would have been very short. But she would have probably found some other reasons to keep me in there, lol.

9. I don't eat cake. It turns my stomach even thinking about having to eat it, something about the texture.

10. My current food obsessions are sugar roasted pecans (made by me only), bacon, and frosted mini-wheats.

11. My Wife and Kids slays me every single time. If only that and the Cosby show came on tv, I would be cool with it.

12. I love to laugh and do so often, and loudly! My momma used to tell me no dude would marry me cuz I laughed to loud. When I type LOL on peoples blogs, I probably really am laughing out loud. People have come by my office and thought I was crying because I was trying to stifle a laugh and had a tissue over my mouth while shaking violently trying to suppress the laugh. Laughing is great. Pair that with #23, and I think I can fix the world.

13. If I want it, I will get it. I be tryin' to tell people that Jesus loves me the most. I am the most specialist and he is always on my side, lol. TheCount got me a bracelet one year that read, God's Favorite because I say it all the time. It blows my mind when I tell Jesus something and He makes it happen. So, while yes, Jesus does love you, he loves me extra special!

 

14. When people (as in ignant folks who didn't even know me) used to say I was getting married too young I used to ask what I was waiting for? What life were they waiting for me to experience? Drunken debauchery, babies, std's, and/or heartbreak? Cuz that's what my friends are doing and that ain't cute or necessary to me.

 

15. I want to be a stay at home mom. Scratch that, I will be a stay at home mom

 

16. I don't photograph well and I don't do close ups!

17. If you combined my sister and I into one person we would be perfect. She has the face, I have the body. This chick has perfect skin and long thick hair I have a small waist and ample behind, lol. I am sweet but quiet, she is evil, yet friendly.

18. When I find a new blog, I treat it like a book. I go through and read all the posts. That way I get a feel for the blogger and I don't judge them from one post. It also keeps me busy at work. If I've ever commented on your blog, I've read all your posts. Hmmm, that sounded a little stalkerish (I promise I'm not looking for you or your family, lol)

19. I love garlic. Everything is better with a lot of garlic in it. TheCount frequently tells me my hands stink because of my garlic infatuation. Apparently, it's not sexy in the bedroom.

20. I've been to Africa to do missionary work. It was a lot of fun, I want to go back. We went to the schools and also on safari. If we could have afforded it, we would have done it for our honeymoon.

21. I sucked my finger until I was 13. I still sleep with a special blanket. TheCount threatened to burn it, I threatened to burn him. My mom tried so hard to make me give it up before I got married, she failed. I'm always cold so it's helpful to have a warm source of comfort.

22. I sing all the time. All the time! About everything especially food. TheCount claims he doesn't like it, but he's started singing randomly too. One night he came running out of the bathroom singing "all night breakfast" it made me smile, welcome to the dark side my love.

23. Warm brownies and ice cream can heal the world. That is a fact. We can heal our world if more people sat down and shared fresh warm brownies and ice cream. You can quote me on that.

24. I really enjoy magazines. There are so many I want to subscribe to but TheCount already looks at my growing mound with concern. That is a really cool gift idea, in my opinion. Magazine subscriptions rock my socks.

25. I really like TheCount. He just read #23 and shook his head in shame. That's why he doesn't read my blog, I'm always talking crazy. That's also why I won't put this on facebook, those folks don't need to know about my particular brand of crazy.

The illiterate detective

I have not been very diligent with being on time for work the past few days, nor with going to bed on time. I'll try again tomorrow.

 

Last night for dinner I made Jambalaya...it was delicious! TheCount was burning his mouth up because he couldn't wait for it to cool down. I made enough for six people (even though TheCount is always fussing that I cook too much food) and I still had to fight him off of the pot so I could have enough to bring for lunch. This one is definitely in my rotation now! I have been on a cooking roll lately :) On the menu for the rest of the week is Spaghetti with Sausage (I needed a quick -hey babe you  make this- meal so I can do my hair and Sloppy Joe with sauce not from a can. Also, my wild hair don't care movement that I started last Saturday will probably end tomorrow. It's harder to look wild than it is to just roll my hair. I think I'll go curly for a while.

 

I've been having some strange dreams lately. Last night I had a dream about my coworker and her husband. As if that wasn't strange enough, it was about their teeth. I've been trying to figure out why on some days I notice her beautiful smile and some days I don't see any teeth at all. It seriously bugs me, are they real? I have to be more diligent in my research to figure this out because that dream was down right scary (her toothless gummy smile is haunting me).

 

My new workout buddy and I have been having a ball at the gym. Yesterday we watched and played along with Family Feud while on the treadmill. Then she told me some info about this dude who is allllwwwaayyyssss down in the gym and who, of course, came in yesterday while we were in there and requested we change the channel so he could watch the soccer game and then was just standing there watching the game--rumor has it, he lives here. In our work building. We had to agree that the facts surround the allegation are pretty convincing. He wears the exact same thing every day-wrinkled dark khaki's and a blue turtle neck- he even works out in it. He was also seen walking around here during Christmas in his pajamas. We do not work in a casual environment. Our CEO is right down the darn hall. These folks walk around here looking like J crew ads. Also nobody, not even in his department, has ever seen him come or go. My investigation on this is pending as well, this is very interesting to me.

 

Oh yeah, last night I made sugar roasted pecans. It is taking some serious restraint to not eat them for breakfast. TheCount had never heard of, or eaten such a thing and mister everythingistoosweet didn't like them. More for meeeeeeee! In other CountisWhack news (well he's not really but his dumb questions are). Last night, as I said, I made jambalaya. I had the recipe out on the counter. I had the ingredients out on the counter. I had began to make the food:

 

TheCount: "What you making again baby?"

Me: "Jambalaya"

TheCount: "Are you sure?"

Me: is this dude serious? "Yep"

TheCount: "Are you making jambalaya or gumbo"

Me: ohhhh, he wants to get cut! "what did I say?"

TheCount: "Jambalaya, but I see the chicken stock out so I was wondering, cuz it's not supposed to be soup, so are you sure?"

Me: I may be a lot of things, but illiterate is not one of them "I know you see this page from my BHG cookbook on this counter with this recipe on it. I'm making what it says I'm making. It says jambalaya, it's jambalaya."

TheCount: "oookkkkkkkk" but really looking like he is convinced it will be an epic fail.

2009...Our time to shine!

 

"Cast your burden upon the Lord and He will sustain you; He will never allow the righteous to be shaken" (Ps. 55:22)

 

 

"[Cast] all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you" (1 Peter 5:7)

 

 

 

Simple and effective, how I'm feeling today. Today will not only be a great day, this is going to be a wonderful year!

 

One eyed bandit

I had a very busy weekend! On Friday I knew TheCount wouldn't be home (he had to work some events at church) so I took my sweet time getting home. I stopped at TJMaxx, Target, Home Goods, Shoppers, Giant, Food Lion, and CVS. When TheCount checked the bank stuff online he whipped his head around at me and asked what the heck I was smoking on Friday, lol. Man shut up, you weren't complaining when you saw that nice and full fridge :) When I finally got in the house around 8:30, I started whipping up my home made lasagna! Very, very, yummy! I'm having some for lunch today too. I also got into my hmmmmm, what to do since I'm home alone? I decided I should have a fondue party and make chocolate covered strawberries. I had a platter of strawberries made then I sat on the couch clearing out my tivo whilst dipping pineapples in chocolate. I got a new shampoo and conditioner so I also decided to wash my hair too. A perfect evening!

 

    Saturday I woke up with my eyes swollen shut. Not a good look. Then, while I was deciding what to do with my hair, some women came knocking on my door asking for a Portuguese speaking family. I stood there and looked at them like they were stupid. They asked if I knew any Portuguese families in the neighborhood. My swollen eyes and I stood there holding my hair into a ponytail staring at them like they were stupid again... knocking on my door before noon for this foolishness. They then changed their request for any family that looks Brazilian. I pointed up the stairs and shut the door. Do they think I sit at home and stare out the window playing spot the Brazilian? GO AWAY. I had a meeting at church for the childcare ministry. When I walked in the church TheCount was standing their talking to his momma (they both had to serve at a funeral) and he peeped my new hairstyle. It's called the "you got what you asked for." Every single time I go to the hairdresser or say I'm going to do my hair, TheCount asks what I'm going to do. Every single time, it's the same answer. I am a simple girl, with simple tastes, and I cannot sleep with curls, so I get a wrap. Now, I've decided that aside from leave in conditioner and some and Cantu moisturizer, I aint doing nothing to my hair. I let it air dry and I tied on a headband. How's that for different baby? You got what you asked for, a free woman! It doesn't look bad, though, so it's not like I'm trying to be evil. I just need a break from rollers, dryers, and flat/curling irons.

    During the meeting with the childcare folks, the lady kept looking at me telling me she had special plans for me. It made me nervous. I thought she was going to do something evil like take me from my babies and put me with 11 and 12 year olds (oh the horror!) but not so. They are starting a special needs class and she wants me to teach that one. Perfect! A special teacher for the special kiddies :)  I've always worked with special kids, even back in elementary school I got to go on all the field trips with the special class and help them out. The best one was the swimming pool trip, but I digress...I can't wait to help the kiddies.

   After that I went over my cousins house for a seafood dinner in celebration of his birthday. We had crablegs, the biggest shrimp I've ever seen, corn, fried oysters, and a cool salad. We stayed for a couple of hours, but after eating all the corn (their were 7 people, I ate 6 pieces of corn) my momma told me I had to go home, so I left. By the time I got home I was mad at TheCount so I shut myself in the room while he had some people over. My anger quickly subsided when he walked in with 2 new games for my DS. Ohhh yeahhhh, and there was a gas leak in the complex across from us. There were so many firetrucks and people outside it was crazy! I told my momma somebody had been murded and set on fire, my story is much more cool.

 

TheCount was sick and miserable and couldn't sleep. I finally convinced him to take some nighttime medicine at 5am. Needless to say, we didn't make it to church on Sunday because he was passed out on the couch. We didn't even leave the house. He moped around, played video games, and ate. I rearranged the bedroom and read blogs. He watched the Oscars with me and we both enjoyed them. I expected to be bored out of my mind, but I was pleasantly surprised. Now, I'm sitting at work with one contact in because my left eye wanted to act all crazy this morning. 

 

One eyed bandit-signing out.

Today is gonna be a great day!

I love TheCount! He picked out my clothes last night ( I have a really hard time matching shirts and shoes with brown pants), ironed them this morning, and put together my breakfast. Made me happy :)

 

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I really like to listen to Raphael Saadiq, but why when I try to pull him up in Napster, I can only think of the name Raheem DeVaughn? I actually listened to the whole Raheem CD before I realized that wasn't what I wanted to hear, lol. I have to hunt and hunt because when I see his name I recognize it, but I can't remember it on my own.

 

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I am making homemade lasagna for TheCount this weekend. It's his favorite food. If anybody has a good recipe, email it to me!

 

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If I'm doing you a favor, I think you should minimize the amount of work I have to do. Playing phone tag on my daytime minutes is not cool. Me leaving back out my house to drive down the street to meet you so you can hand me an envelope is also not cool. Come to my house, to my door, knock, and leave it there. I'll get up when I'm good and ready, lol.

 

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I'm expecting 3 packages in the mail (of course all to my momma's house so she can call me and yell about me using her address and never buying her anything). I'm getting a TJMaxx gift card because I cashed in my visa extras on my bank account because I'm closing it. I'm getting a purple cashmere glove and headband set (the sale was calling me, I think I ordered it while typing my last random post), and all of India.Arie's cd's that I won over at What Women Want (great blog, check it out!) this week! I love mail and packages...and things, I love things!

 

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I'm looking for good Christian dating/courtship books to help a fellow blogger train up her children in the way they should go (hey, I'm getting good at throwing Bible verses all up in stuff). All the books I have are for teenagers, she needs something for a younger crowd. I will be perusing the net today to see if the authors I like have put out a set of books for preteens ( I didn't link you cuz I don't know if you want your business in the streets, lol, but I can if you want)

 

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I snitched again, lol. Watching my 300plus pound office mate eat McDonald's for lunch, dinner, then breakfast all while on a weight loss challenge makes me mad. But it also helps keep me focused on my weight goal. Everybody that walked past with their free muffins/donuts/bagels and coffee this morning saw my water, pineapples, and pear and were like "oohhhh you all healthy and stuff", lol

 

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Y'all wanna know a secret? I kinda wanna have a baby. But I don't think TheCount and I are ready to raise a baby. I also think he would be so stressed out since he wants a more high paying job before we have kids. That all being said, I'll continue taking my birth control so we don't have no babies. Anybody have one I can borrow for a weekend? No, seriously. I may have to call and see if my favorite 3 year old in the world can stay with me one of these weekends. I'm going through baby withdrawal. When I lived with my parents we were always keeping somebodies kids.

 

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Kelly decided to be more active in her church (she's an usher, I can't do that at my church, the ushers have to hug people. All people, you know, cuz the Bible says to love all people. I don't think I can be that friendly, lol) and so did I. I finally turned in my paperwork to be a nursery worker ( I love the kiddies). I have a meeting tomorrow at 1.

 

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Yesterday 7 of us in our department went to a Japanese steakhouse for a coworkers birthday. We had a lot of fun. It was more fun watching the little girl at the other table who was.not.feeling.it. The chef kept messing with her and she was mean mugging him and pushed all the way back from the table. When he lit the big fire, the look on her face was priceless! She was looking around at her family like "y'all gonna act like this dude aint tryin' to kill us? Let's go!" I felt bad for her, but it was sooooo funny.

 

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I just got the call that my boss is working from home today! I finally have time to go run my errands :) I think I'll get myself a pretzel today. It's going to be a great day and a great weekend! Enjoy it peoples :)

 

I guess I did have a post

I just deleted the post I had typed up, I talk about people too much (it involved hot oil, obesity, and Pepsi, lol). Now I don't have a post. I could go random, but I really don't feel like it, I'm feeling a little down. Yesterday I was on a conference call at work. We are introducing 2 new people to our team. I got kind of upset while we were on the call because I felt very insignificant, very unnecessary. I'm just a contractor, I don't work for the company and I kind of feel that way. Whenever somebody has a question they ask everybody else even though, sometimes, I know I could have given a better answer. Whenever I do answer one of the guys on the team tries to make it seem like I don't know what I'm talking about (this is the power point dude from a few weeks ago). For example I was explaining a problem with one of the reports that I have to work on. He then butts in and tells me about MY report. I was actually in the room with my boss that time and I was shaking my head at her like, ummm no, he is wrong. I get the report and I do the report, so how are you going to tell ME what's on it? So it makes me just be quiet cuz I don't have time to be arguing with folks. Yesterday he sent an email to our  boss (I was cc'd on the email) asking if she wanted him to tell me to take something to somebody. I didn't realize I needed you to break it down for me. Her office is 2 steps from mine, yours is 45miles from ours, why would she need you to tell me something? In the same effort for her to tell you to tell me, she could have told me. We have the same title. I'm not stupid. I guess that's it, I feel dumb, like people think I can't do anything but deliver their messages or paperwork. I will never be the type of person to call somebody to the carpet or try and expose them cuz it's not that serious to me. Even though I really enjoy my job and coworkers, this is not what I was put on this earth to do, so I'm not going to trip off of it. I guess I'll just smile and "work as unto the Lord" and know that he'll take care of me. I'll do what I'm asked quickly and CORRECTLY and know that's all I can do. Whew, blogging really is Therapeutic. I feel better :)

taking it personally

I have a problem. I don't take criticism well at all. Well, most of the time it's not even criticism. I don't like to be challenged. I walk around like if I say it, then it is so. I don't know whats wrong with me! TheCount will just be like "you think you're always right don't you?" Honestly, yes! Even though I know it can't possibly be true, I just can't accept the fact that something may not be exactly how I want it. When we were at Be.st B.uy Saturday I already told you about the interaction between me and the manager. Well, I uhhhhhhhh, kinda didn't tell the part about when we were trying to leave the store, lol.

 

First, we had to go get the car so we wanted to leave it with them for a while. The dude said cool and that he would keep the receipt. That made no sense to me. How will I prove I bought the t.v.? I was like are you going to be here? He told me no, he would put it in the back room and he would tell the next person on duty. Negative, sir. What you gonna say? "OH yeah, dude, a black couple is gonna come in here and ask you for a t.v. give it to them?" I'm going back and forth with the dude and I was like let me take a picture of the receipt. By this time the man is rolling his eyes at me and then he just signs off on the receipt and lets us take it with us. He told us to just tell the dude at the front door when we came back to get it. What do you think the first thing the dude asked was? "Do you have your receipt?" I was like, yep! [I won't tell y'all what TheCount was doing during the whole encounter, let's just say he was a tad embarrassed]

 

Ok, so then we went to put the t.v. in the car. We had 2 people helping us and there was a bit of difficulty because the cloth seats made it hard to slide the t.v. across. Then this happened:

 

WorkerThatWasNotHelping: "What are you guys doing?"

HelpingWorkers: "Trying to put the t.v. in the car"

WorkerThatWasNotHelping: "Well you can't do that, if it doesn't go in easily we can't do it"

Me: "Mind your business, they know their job"

WorkerThatWasOutsideSmoking: "Well it's never going to work, if you ask me"

Me: "Nobody asked you either, go away" (i may or may not have uttered the words "die smoker", I honestly can't remember and if I did then I am wayyyyy to ashamed to put that in my dialog)

HelpingWorkers: "We got this"

TheCount: "TM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" followed by a very painful pluck to the ear, lol.

 

I don't know what's wrong with me! In my defense I don't think the people I was rude to heard me. It was like I meant to say it in my head, but I kind of blurted it out, but not too loud. I know they weren't attacking me personally, but I took it that way. I'm trying to work on it, I have gotten much better with TheCount. He would ask me a simple question and I would be so rude in response. Now, I pause to check myself. Last night I was making dinner

 

Me: "Babe, can you hand me the baking sheet"

TheCount: "For what?"

Me: "Because I need it."

TheCount: "But I thought you were making meatloaf?"

Me: " I am. Just hand me the pan please."

Few minutes later

 

TheCount: "I never saw anybody make meatloaf like that before"

Me: turning around with the death glare

TheCount: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, you want me to shut up and leave you alone?

Me: "Yeah man! If you don't want it, don't eat it. Shut up before I break your spine with a hammer"

 

See, I'm getting better! Before, I would have been genuinely mad and irritated, now I can joke about it. The first 2 months we were married were really hard because we do/did things differently and if he questioned my method instead of just explaining why or what I was doing, I would snap at him and walk off in a huff. It took TheCount looking at me one day and asking why I had become an evil monster before I realized that I was acting like a witch. Now, we are sunshine and smiles...most of the time! And before y'all tell me I'm mean for trying to paralyze my husband, know that he threatened to hit me in the head with the shelf he was putting up. So we're even ;) and he also ate 2 of the 4 mini meat loaves I made ( I could only eat half of one before bursting at the seams).

 

{my spell check isn't working, anything you see misspelled ignore it, lol}