Well not really. I found out yesterday at 3:30pm that today is my last day at work.
I'm not sure if my boss at CDC knows this yet.
Today is not going to be a good day.
I'm not to0 worried, I have 4 weeks of pay and benefits coming to me and I'm in pretty good shape financially. Sure I'll cut back (the new TV I was eyeing can wait) until something new comes along but no drastic lifestyle changes are needed just yet.
I'll update later on how the day is going.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Memorial Day Weekend 2007
I don't think I celebrated the weekend in the spirit of the holiday but here it goes.
Starting the Weekend off Right
I left work early on Friday, I'm pretty burnt out, I need a vacation but that's a story for another time.
I left the office at noon, I had a few errands to run and I thought I would treat myself to lunch in the village. I stopped off at Edgewood to pick up a few more pieces of summer clothing for the weekend. Ross must have 'skinny mirrors' installed. I always look great when I try on clothes there, it never looks as good in the mirror at home (maybe the mirror at home is a fat mirror?).
I then had the brilliant idea of taking the boys with me for lunch. It was a beautiful summer day and sitting on the patio with the boys, having a beer and reading my much ignored book sounded like a great way to relax...I was wrong.
First I had to pack a bag for the boys, water, a bowl, poop bags, a few treats. I then had to get them both in the car, there was no way we would have made it walking. It must have taken me 15 minutes to walk them from where I parked the car to the patio at FlatIron. I finally made it, got the boys settled in and ordered a beer (Hoegarrden, yum) and a Gyro (not very good).
Dogs are social lube, they give people an excuse to talk to you. Who could say no to these guys?
After a stop at the Park Pet for some dog food we headed home.
I did go for a run that evening, good thing it was some of the only exercise I got that weekend.
Went to Hass Bar with C., nothing more to say but I think that is over. I haven't returned the last phone call. He's a nice guy I guess...but we have so little in common and he really isn't what I'm looking for in a man. Its time to move on.
Saturday
I didn't go for my Saturday morning run, again. Oh well. D came by in the morning to pick up some of his stuff...christ what a mess. I don't even want to talk about it.
I considered going to Pine Lake this weekend to hash but instead my friend came over for a doggie play date and Betsy Beers in the back yard. She left sometime around 6ish??? She called later about a picnic in the park but I was asleep on the couch where I stayed for the rest of the night.
What a wasted day.
Sunday
Feeling sorry for and disgusted with myself I figured I needed to do SOMETHING on Sunday. The thought of slogging through the swamps of Newnan, having to drive home and the possibility of seeing D just wasn't doing it for me. I thought I would give Wheelhopper a shot. It was only about 3 miles from my house and D had said he wouldn't be there (he lied).
All and all it was a good time. I was off road more than I had ever been, it was exciting and scary at the same time. Riding on RR tracks isn't much fun, I became acutely aware of the fat on my arms but I only fell off the bike once. I did bounce off the seat once and sort of hit my seat on my seat....it isn't a big bruise :)
Wheelhopper is a different crowd but Brian and Trish were there along with a few others I know pretty well. I convinced several people to head over to La Castia for dinner and again a good time was had by all.
Monday
I did some yard work and ran to the store for provisions to take to Jill's house for a cookout with the girls.
We ate too much food, we played croquette, we drank beer and we gossiped. Pretty standard MO when we get together. Thanks Jill, Karen, Karyn, Erin, Melissa, Cathy & Betsy for sharing the day with me.
Karen and I headed over to Tucker for the end of the moonlight hash where I ate and drank even more. I was glad I went, I got to see some people that I haven't seen since I stopped going to Black Sheep. I finally made it home around 10 and poured my drunk ass into bed.
The end!
Starting the Weekend off Right
I left work early on Friday, I'm pretty burnt out, I need a vacation but that's a story for another time.
I left the office at noon, I had a few errands to run and I thought I would treat myself to lunch in the village. I stopped off at Edgewood to pick up a few more pieces of summer clothing for the weekend. Ross must have 'skinny mirrors' installed. I always look great when I try on clothes there, it never looks as good in the mirror at home (maybe the mirror at home is a fat mirror?).
I then had the brilliant idea of taking the boys with me for lunch. It was a beautiful summer day and sitting on the patio with the boys, having a beer and reading my much ignored book sounded like a great way to relax...I was wrong.
First I had to pack a bag for the boys, water, a bowl, poop bags, a few treats. I then had to get them both in the car, there was no way we would have made it walking. It must have taken me 15 minutes to walk them from where I parked the car to the patio at FlatIron. I finally made it, got the boys settled in and ordered a beer (Hoegarrden, yum) and a Gyro (not very good).
Dogs are social lube, they give people an excuse to talk to you. Who could say no to these guys?
After a stop at the Park Pet for some dog food we headed home.
I did go for a run that evening, good thing it was some of the only exercise I got that weekend.
Went to Hass Bar with C., nothing more to say but I think that is over. I haven't returned the last phone call. He's a nice guy I guess...but we have so little in common and he really isn't what I'm looking for in a man. Its time to move on.
Saturday
I didn't go for my Saturday morning run, again. Oh well. D came by in the morning to pick up some of his stuff...christ what a mess. I don't even want to talk about it.
I considered going to Pine Lake this weekend to hash but instead my friend came over for a doggie play date and Betsy Beers in the back yard. She left sometime around 6ish??? She called later about a picnic in the park but I was asleep on the couch where I stayed for the rest of the night.
What a wasted day.
Sunday
Feeling sorry for and disgusted with myself I figured I needed to do SOMETHING on Sunday. The thought of slogging through the swamps of Newnan, having to drive home and the possibility of seeing D just wasn't doing it for me. I thought I would give Wheelhopper a shot. It was only about 3 miles from my house and D had said he wouldn't be there (he lied).
All and all it was a good time. I was off road more than I had ever been, it was exciting and scary at the same time. Riding on RR tracks isn't much fun, I became acutely aware of the fat on my arms but I only fell off the bike once. I did bounce off the seat once and sort of hit my seat on my seat....it isn't a big bruise :)
Wheelhopper is a different crowd but Brian and Trish were there along with a few others I know pretty well. I convinced several people to head over to La Castia for dinner and again a good time was had by all.
Monday
I did some yard work and ran to the store for provisions to take to Jill's house for a cookout with the girls.
We ate too much food, we played croquette, we drank beer and we gossiped. Pretty standard MO when we get together. Thanks Jill, Karen, Karyn, Erin, Melissa, Cathy & Betsy for sharing the day with me.
Karen and I headed over to Tucker for the end of the moonlight hash where I ate and drank even more. I was glad I went, I got to see some people that I haven't seen since I stopped going to Black Sheep. I finally made it home around 10 and poured my drunk ass into bed.
The end!
Loser?
I've come to the realization that :
1) I have a knack for picking losers and
2) right now I can't even do that.
On a positive note I'm not ready to call myself a loser just yet.
1) I have a knack for picking losers and
2) right now I can't even do that.
On a positive note I'm not ready to call myself a loser just yet.
Monday, May 21, 2007
A Purple Haze Overcame Me this Weekend
Another 'Action Packed Weekend' making me wish for just one more day off to rest.
Three days of drinking and over 18 miles of running are almost too much for this old girl.
Friday Night
I had no plans for Friday night. In an attempt to keep my mind off my 'problems' I headed out for an 8 miles run. I figured the hour and a half it would take me to run it, plus the level of exhaustion I would be feeling when it was over would be enough to send me to bed early without much time or energy to worry about anything.
Almost half way into my run, Kay (aka Tasty Pie) and Sam pass me in their car. As I was only a few doors down from their home, I stopped by for a quick chat and a glass of water. I'm not sure who smelled worse, sweaty old me or little Sam's dirty diaper.
When I FINALLY arrived back home I had a message from one of the boys I met on Tuesday. We met up for a drink and some conversation. He seems like an interesting guy, has traveled a ton and just returned from like a 4 year trip, his father is a profession French chef, he grew up in LA (Santa Monica High), speaks French...etc. On the flip side, he has no job, no car, no education and is crashing with a friend. I don't see this going anywhere. It is just nice to be asked.
Saturday
I slept in on Saturday, not something I normally do...I think it was almost 9 am before I got out of bed. It felt good. The down side was I missed (again) my Saturday morning run in Oakhurst. I spent the rest of the morning with a few household chores and running around, shopping for the Hash.
Purple People Everywhere
Saturday's hash was a special day...Pushover 50th Birthday Hash. The birthday girl requested everyone dress in purple, she even supplied purple head scarfs for all the guests.
50+ purple clad hasher, old-timers, virgin and everyone in between descended on Candler Park around 1:30. After a few attempts at a group photo, organizing hashers is like trying to heard cats, we were off on a 5.5 miles run through in-town ATL.
I won't bore you with details of the trail it was a lot of road and the ass end of Atlanta. The looks that we normally get from bystanders are usually worth the effort of the trail. When there are 50 people, in purple, running through the streets it is priceless. After about 75 minutes I arrived at the end, a private yard on the corner of Oakdale and North. We weren't hard to miss.
Circle was a fluster cluck, everyone had something to say and several of the old-timers kept trying to take over. A surprise for the Birthday Girl was 'disrupted and mistimed' but she was still excited when her family walked into the middle of circle. It was great (pics to be posted later, thanks Kay for manning the camera while I was trying to run circle).
It was a beautiful day, people hung out until around 7 drinking and reminiscing...I headed over to the Brew House for dinner but no one else showed so I just headed home for a shower and a bite to eat.
Czarina of the SAC
Sunday morning I headed over to our bi-weekly 9 am Sunday Run. This weekend Cathy (aka 4 inch hole) was hosting. It was a small group this weekend...Little Willy showed up so I had someone to run with, my legs felt like lead and I wasn't going anywhere fast.
I finally made it back to Cathy's, ready to enjoy some breakfast and beverages...
Somehow I got a new nickname this weekend. Bwana stated calling me the Czarina of the Sunday Alcoholics Club...I kind of like it.
The boys all sat inside watching sports (golf I think) when Bwana picked up a golf club and started talking about GW I headed for the outdoors. Cathy, Debbie and I just had some girl chat and enjoyed the beautiful day.
I stuck around with Cathy chatting until we finishing off the Champagne. She offered to open another bottle, which normally I would jump out, but I was a good friend and left to give her plenty of time to get ready for her date.
After a stop at the local Ace Hardware it was back to Casa de Martha and time to mow the grass and do a little more yard work. By now my buzz had worn off and it was time for a shower, my PJs and the couch all by 7.
Just as Doctor Who was ending (yes I'm a geek) my phone rang and it was Alex...I'm always a bit perplexed by calls from him...anyway He and Bean where at The Earl having a beer and wanted me to come on up. My first instinct was to say no...but I need to change that. I need to say yes to things more often and get out. So I threw on some shorts and dried my hair. I was still back home before 10. It was an interesting evening and I got to have nachos, so it worked out.
A Day Off
Nope not from work, from running. I'm going to pick Jill up from the Airport after work and we are going to grab a bite to eat.
Three days of drinking and over 18 miles of running are almost too much for this old girl.
Friday Night
I had no plans for Friday night. In an attempt to keep my mind off my 'problems' I headed out for an 8 miles run. I figured the hour and a half it would take me to run it, plus the level of exhaustion I would be feeling when it was over would be enough to send me to bed early without much time or energy to worry about anything.
Almost half way into my run, Kay (aka Tasty Pie) and Sam pass me in their car. As I was only a few doors down from their home, I stopped by for a quick chat and a glass of water. I'm not sure who smelled worse, sweaty old me or little Sam's dirty diaper.
When I FINALLY arrived back home I had a message from one of the boys I met on Tuesday. We met up for a drink and some conversation. He seems like an interesting guy, has traveled a ton and just returned from like a 4 year trip, his father is a profession French chef, he grew up in LA (Santa Monica High), speaks French...etc. On the flip side, he has no job, no car, no education and is crashing with a friend. I don't see this going anywhere. It is just nice to be asked.
Saturday
I slept in on Saturday, not something I normally do...I think it was almost 9 am before I got out of bed. It felt good. The down side was I missed (again) my Saturday morning run in Oakhurst. I spent the rest of the morning with a few household chores and running around, shopping for the Hash.
Purple People Everywhere
Saturday's hash was a special day...Pushover 50th Birthday Hash. The birthday girl requested everyone dress in purple, she even supplied purple head scarfs for all the guests.
50+ purple clad hasher, old-timers, virgin and everyone in between descended on Candler Park around 1:30. After a few attempts at a group photo, organizing hashers is like trying to heard cats, we were off on a 5.5 miles run through in-town ATL.
I won't bore you with details of the trail it was a lot of road and the ass end of Atlanta. The looks that we normally get from bystanders are usually worth the effort of the trail. When there are 50 people, in purple, running through the streets it is priceless. After about 75 minutes I arrived at the end, a private yard on the corner of Oakdale and North. We weren't hard to miss.
Circle was a fluster cluck, everyone had something to say and several of the old-timers kept trying to take over. A surprise for the Birthday Girl was 'disrupted and mistimed' but she was still excited when her family walked into the middle of circle. It was great (pics to be posted later, thanks Kay for manning the camera while I was trying to run circle).
It was a beautiful day, people hung out until around 7 drinking and reminiscing...I headed over to the Brew House for dinner but no one else showed so I just headed home for a shower and a bite to eat.
Czarina of the SAC
Sunday morning I headed over to our bi-weekly 9 am Sunday Run. This weekend Cathy (aka 4 inch hole) was hosting. It was a small group this weekend...Little Willy showed up so I had someone to run with, my legs felt like lead and I wasn't going anywhere fast.
I finally made it back to Cathy's, ready to enjoy some breakfast and beverages...
Somehow I got a new nickname this weekend. Bwana stated calling me the Czarina of the Sunday Alcoholics Club...I kind of like it.
The boys all sat inside watching sports (golf I think) when Bwana picked up a golf club and started talking about GW I headed for the outdoors. Cathy, Debbie and I just had some girl chat and enjoyed the beautiful day.
I stuck around with Cathy chatting until we finishing off the Champagne. She offered to open another bottle, which normally I would jump out, but I was a good friend and left to give her plenty of time to get ready for her date.
After a stop at the local Ace Hardware it was back to Casa de Martha and time to mow the grass and do a little more yard work. By now my buzz had worn off and it was time for a shower, my PJs and the couch all by 7.
Just as Doctor Who was ending (yes I'm a geek) my phone rang and it was Alex...I'm always a bit perplexed by calls from him...anyway He and Bean where at The Earl having a beer and wanted me to come on up. My first instinct was to say no...but I need to change that. I need to say yes to things more often and get out. So I threw on some shorts and dried my hair. I was still back home before 10. It was an interesting evening and I got to have nachos, so it worked out.
A Day Off
Nope not from work, from running. I'm going to pick Jill up from the Airport after work and we are going to grab a bite to eat.
Friday, May 11, 2007
Why do I even try?
As you may know, I've lost a little weight in the last couple of months. That is great news, I feel better, I look better and my clothes fit better. I've even been confident enough to buy a new pair of jeans. Not regular jeans but 'fancy jeans'. Shopping for jeans has never really been something I care to do, I'm short and have no waist. Trying on jeans is right up there with bathing suit shopping and getting my teeth cleaned. During the last 10 years I've pretty much worn Eddie Bauer jeans, I know what size I need, I can order them on-line, etc.
A couple of weeks ago I found a pair of jeans embroidered and bedazzled, they where short enough and look pretty good. I was very excited. Now here is my problem...Every time I glance downward, the sparkly stuff catches my eye and I think I've spilled something on my self, because that is what I do.
East Atlanta Beer Festival
Yes the 4th annual EABF is tomorrow and I will be volunteering for my 3rd year in a row. It's going to be a little strange this year. D and I have been going/volunteering together the past 2 years. We will still both be there, just not together.
I've never had a bad time at the festival, my friend Stacy will be there and I'm sure I'll see plenty of people I know. Plus free beer all afternoon. It's going to be fine!
I'll try to take some pictures since I'm sure I won't remember much any other way.
Stacy met me at my house last night and we took a stroll up to the Village for volunteer orientation, swung by the farmer's market and walked back home. It was a beautiful evening and great company.
Thanks Stacy for keeping me company!
I'll be making the same walk up to the Village tomorrow, though I have no idea how I will drag my drunk ass home.
Running
I'm going to try to run more with other people. I made it to George's this week on Wednesday. It was never a priority for me to go, I didn't think I could keep up with anyone there, I had a bit of a scare on Wednesday when the only other runners there were from the A group. I was asked if I was 'running with the big boys' that night...luckily Little Willy saved me just in the nick of time...we had a nice chat and a good 5 mile run.
Tomorrow will be my second run with the Oakhurst Running Club. It is a good idea to get a little workout in before I spend the rest of the day in a drunken stupor.
I would say I will write more this weekend but I honestly don't see that happening.
Kinky Boots
My plan for tonight is to leave work at 4, go for a run, then finally watch the movie Kinky Boots. I've been wanting to see the moving forever and I finally remembered to place it in my Netflix que.
I'll let you know how it goes.
Have a great weekend.
As you may know, I've lost a little weight in the last couple of months. That is great news, I feel better, I look better and my clothes fit better. I've even been confident enough to buy a new pair of jeans. Not regular jeans but 'fancy jeans'. Shopping for jeans has never really been something I care to do, I'm short and have no waist. Trying on jeans is right up there with bathing suit shopping and getting my teeth cleaned. During the last 10 years I've pretty much worn Eddie Bauer jeans, I know what size I need, I can order them on-line, etc.
A couple of weeks ago I found a pair of jeans embroidered and bedazzled, they where short enough and look pretty good. I was very excited. Now here is my problem...Every time I glance downward, the sparkly stuff catches my eye and I think I've spilled something on my self, because that is what I do.
East Atlanta Beer Festival
Yes the 4th annual EABF is tomorrow and I will be volunteering for my 3rd year in a row. It's going to be a little strange this year. D and I have been going/volunteering together the past 2 years. We will still both be there, just not together.
I've never had a bad time at the festival, my friend Stacy will be there and I'm sure I'll see plenty of people I know. Plus free beer all afternoon. It's going to be fine!
I'll try to take some pictures since I'm sure I won't remember much any other way.
Stacy met me at my house last night and we took a stroll up to the Village for volunteer orientation, swung by the farmer's market and walked back home. It was a beautiful evening and great company.
Thanks Stacy for keeping me company!
I'll be making the same walk up to the Village tomorrow, though I have no idea how I will drag my drunk ass home.
Running
I'm going to try to run more with other people. I made it to George's this week on Wednesday. It was never a priority for me to go, I didn't think I could keep up with anyone there, I had a bit of a scare on Wednesday when the only other runners there were from the A group. I was asked if I was 'running with the big boys' that night...luckily Little Willy saved me just in the nick of time...we had a nice chat and a good 5 mile run.
Tomorrow will be my second run with the Oakhurst Running Club. It is a good idea to get a little workout in before I spend the rest of the day in a drunken stupor.
I would say I will write more this weekend but I honestly don't see that happening.
Kinky Boots
My plan for tonight is to leave work at 4, go for a run, then finally watch the movie Kinky Boots. I've been wanting to see the moving forever and I finally remembered to place it in my Netflix que.
I'll let you know how it goes.
Have a great weekend.
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Red wine, coffee and Luna Bars
My diet of choice so far this week. It wasn't intentional, it just happened. Too much running around, a lack of an appetite and a desperate need to go shopping has led me to this situation. It seems to be working. I've lost about 4 pounds in the last week. Of course I've ran 37 miles in the last week also. This is my way of dealing with my personal problems. Oh, let's not forget drunk, dialed phone rants at 2 am. Yes, I'm really evolving.
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