Bengals in Indy, with ME on the sidelines... WOOHOO! Sorry folks, but Keri and Donnie are my favorites for getting me a ticket and bringing a hot boy to the game with us! I will start taking bribes from anyone who wants to be my favortie from here on out. That is all.
I hope there is much to report on Saturday after the big game. Ciao
Those ridiculously awful foster so-called "parents" that killed that little boy need to be tortured in an even worse way than little Marcus. Wrap them in a blanket tape it shut throw them in a closet in 105 degree weather and in about three days set it on fire. THEN throw them in jail. And not a cable TV, workout room, friendly kind of jail. Throw them in solitary confinement kind of torturous jail, and let them rest there in the heat like little Marcus until the day they die. Unbelievable and totally out of the realm of my understanding. The poor kid had more pain and torture than any human let alone a three year old deserved to know in their short lifetime. It makes me sick. The foster system is broke. The legal system is broke, because these people deserve worse than Marcus got! Like my boss, I agree I want to be a foster mom, so that I know for sure that at least one little kid is saved from this happening to them.
Ahhh, yes. Carson Palmer. Could I be looking more forward to Monday's game? Probably not. So there are two days every year I take off religiously to spend with the fam. One is the day my Brother died (which is also my dad's birthday) and the other is the day my dad passed away. We do the family thing, hit mass and head to the cemetery, etc.
Well Monday is three years for my dad, and so I am off (except for an 8:30 Client meeting). Which means I have all day to hang out and prepare for the big game. I am "rather" excited. Just enough time to prepare for the insane cheers and yells for Carson's first TD pass of 2006 and for the gasps and boos that will be associated with his first sack. Monday will tell us a lot... and I, for one, and PUMPED! You should be too, or at least you can pretend for my sake! :)
It's been a long week. Two trips to Cbus, a couple late night and even more early mornings, add those to bad allergies and a sinus infection with headache... you have Tina tonight, so I think it's bedtime!
Ciao folks. If only to appease me, be sure to practice your "Who Deys."
So, I was simply doing my civic/religious duty, (and thought it was a good way to enjoy cards and not actually SPEND money) when I volunteered to deal Poker and/or blackjack at the SMS festival.
Life was going well, because I was drinking free beer and no one wanted to play poker, so no one was at my table and I could hold a "catch-up" conversation with an old grade school friend... when a group of yungins came along.
So I changed my table to blackjack for the 6 of them. It was all going along swimmingly, when they decided they loved me and I was the best dealer ever... and one nice little drinking-age boy looked at me and said "Do you have a younger sister...?" WAIT... WAIT... "I have a friend that looks just like you."
So the bitter 2-8 year old looked at the little bastard and said "So what are you trying to say...? I mean how old do you think I am!" and went off on the innocent little guy who was just trying to be nice.
He, in fact was 2-3, and had every right to see if I had a younger sister, because I am obviously too distinguished to be 2-3, right? So, maybe my freak-out was unnecessary.. BUT I am sensitive lately, right?
SO, just a few simple lessons to boys & men-like creatures everywhere... one from last night, and a couple more I have been meaning to get off my chest...
1. The "right" way to go about this conversation would be as follows (a much safer approach):
"You look really familiar, do you have brothers or sisters?"
When I say, "yes, both older..."
He says "I just must have seen you around then" or "Actually, I think you look a lot like one of my good friends."
2. One of my pet peeves, as it is with many women I know, is being told "You look really cute today," because it insinuates, no it actually MEANS, "you normally don't look near as cute as you do today and you should really try harder on a regular basis."
3. If you say you are going to do something, do it. If you are NOT going to do it, don't say you will. Think FRIENDS, when Chandler says "This has been great. I'll call you and we can do it again sometime!" It can be as little as calling or sending an e-mail or anything else you actually committ to by saying "I am going to..." followed by the act you never actually intend to follow through on. The minute you don't do it, you become a liar. And when you do it ALL THE TIME, you are a compulsive liar. Ever heard the phrase "underpromise and overdeliver."?
4. Don't be douchebags.
5. Tell the truth and don't cheat.
That is all for today.
Ok, so I won't lie. I cried all the way to work this morning thinking I should be in Anderson township searching for the little 3 year old autistic boy who went missing, rather than going to work.
real tears
Then after not wanting to be at work, and yesterday being a cranky day... today continued that way, until I went overboard and was angry, mean and inappropriate during a meeting. When I got called out on it. I cried. real tears Fifteen years ago, I as the girl who "lived life to the fullest and had no regrets" and I was damn proud of it. And now, I, and most of the people I know, aren't happy with not just something, not just a couple things, but MOST of the very important things in our lives. Why is that? Why do we let ourselves do this and feel this way and become these people we don't want to be? And why can't we find a way out? And why can't we just stop habits we don't like and start one we want to start?
Why do I, more than anything in the world, hate review time at work? I am good at what I do - really good, actually. Since when do my people skills suck? Why am I more nervous about any negative stuff or "improve ons" more than I am content with my successes? It's unhealthy. I need a shrink. No offense doc, but the couch and stuff might actually all be necessary at this point. The virtual venue may no longer be working.. ya think?
But who(DEY) is counting?
Obviously I AM! I can't believe it is football season already. In a previous blog I have discussed how insane it is that our parents were right about time passing too quickly as you got older. So I won't do it again, but I swear it's still like February 2004.
OK, so you will find it interesting to learn that I am planning on being handy this week! p-hahahaha. I am buying a new mailbox and pole, and then I am going to put it in. Ours is standing by approximately one splinter and the mailbox part of it is broken too - our poor mailman. AND I want to put a curtain up on the window in my room, which I think involves screws and drilling or something. We'll see. I may be better off calling "landlord" over for the drilling. :) jk
This coming weekend is the infamous St. Mary festival... prepare for the drunken-ness, and I am sure a few good blogs on "I can't believe they wore that" which in Hyde Park will probably be about Crocs, "I won/lost at poker," and all the other tales that will come from the evenings! (You shoud all come!)
And, just in case anyone wasn't counting - 7 days til MM is old like everyone else.
That is all.
The Bengals... WHODEY! First pre-season game is this weekend. Everyone get pumped! Football is one of the greatest things ever, and it's on the horizon.Today's SmartBrief QOTD...
A great many people think that polysyllables are a sign of intelligence.
- - Barbara Walters, American journalistTina's NOTE to the QOTD... I agree. Large words rock.Birthday Fun... The birthday weekend went really well, and I can't think of how my day itself could have gone better. A Monday morning without a 9 AM may have helped, but it will do.This Monday... I am off work.. WOOHOO. Football game on Sunday night and a massage on Monday AM. Gotta love gift certificates.England... So, my mom is in England and I guarantee she is freaking out right about now. My take? Well I would MUCH rather fly under a high alert than under the slipping security that I had on my way to DC two weeks back.Boston... Speaking of travelling, I am heading to Boston in November for a week-long conference. I need someone to hang out with while I am there... so who wants to come?The Reds... So Ryan Freel is the Reds' MVP this year. He is amazing. How can a utility player make insane plays like he does in every position on the filed, steal 4 b-zillion bases and bat over 300? He is pretty amazing. And I love the support the Reds got this week. The packed houses were so nice to watch and to be a part of.Work... Is what it is - long, busy and tiring.This coming weekend... Lame, apparently. Since everyone seems to have plans already! boooooo...OK, That is all for now. (Does it make you all happy?) ;)
