Sunday, July 31, 2011

day 16

Today was pretty chill. Nothing big to report, I did manage to mow the grass. I learned a few lessons:

 1. If you go to close to the fence, the grass with ricochet and spray all over you
2. If you want to get off the mower to grab a towel to wipe the layer of grass off of your body, turn it off, don't just lift the blades up and leave it in neutral because the next thing you know u r chasing down a
run-away mower

I did, however, surprise myself with my ability to chase it down, hop on the back and steer it away from the side of the neighbors house with a quickness :) Other than that, I was big pimpin, rolling forward and reverse, negotiating the low-lying branches like a pro

nite nite

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Day 15 (part 4)

Well one out of two ain't bad. I kinda sorta got stood up for round two tonight. He claims that he thought we were supposed to go out tomorrow night. SO I just drove 30 minutes there and back all dressed up and nowhere to go :(
But ya know, sometimes I think that my life is 2 notes away from being a sad country song and I should be disappointed, but I am not, cause I know that the Lord is blessing me in less obvious ways :)

**(this guy was about as stale as 10 day old bread, I have 12 texts from him talking about seafood)

Day 15 (part 3)

Getting ready for round two, just touched up my old toenail polish with new toenail polish, ironed my favorite shirt and noticed a slight resemblance to what seems to be pits stains...guess I won't be raising the roof tonight :)
Round one was good, he was a perfect gentlemen, and he could tell I was a little uneasy about being in the woods alone with him so he made jokes about it and I relaxed. actually I think he saw the inner wrestler in me and decided not to chance it.

Went out for BBQ after, overall fun, don't know if its gonna turn into a whirlwind romance but definitely found at least a hiking partner (who smoked a Marlboro Red on the way up the trail BTW....

ok gotta scoot!

Day 15 (part 2)

I am still alive!! Just got back, I am disgusting and exhausted so I will write about the date later...just wanted to let everyone know that there is no need to put my picture on the back of a milk carton :)

Day 15 (part 1)

Well today is gonna be at a 2-3 parter (hopefully) I am about to go an a little date date with bachelor number 1 (mom look away) (poor mom is not excited about this online dating for safety reasons)
So I thought heck, lets got hiking. I would like to go with a perfect stranger into the wilderness. NO not perfect stranger, I have talked, texted and emailed this guy, and my instincts say its perfectly safe. (I have been right before ya know :) We are meeting at the base town and he is driving us up the MTN, I did ask him if he was going to chop me up and put me in the trunk and he said "not on the first date" haha hoho kinda funny. I am taking a pic of his tag and texting it to Brandy just to be sure. ANYWAY, the only thing I am worried about is that he is a complete dork and nothing else. So I gotta run, I mean hike.....stay tuned!!!!

(I hope I come back because I have a date with Bach # 2 tonight...we are meeting for pizza....probably what I should be doing with Bach # 1:)  wish me luck!

Friday, July 29, 2011

Day 14

So my inventory of seemingly suitable gentlemen is gradually growing on POF. Its sorta of hard to keep up with who's who once you've reached the texting stage of the "relationship".
 (Brandy suggested that I make a spreadsheet) HA!
I laughed at first, but she may be right, yesterday I am having a full blown convo with two guys via text at the same time, one conversation is about our shared hatred for stuffing at Thanksgiving and the other convo is the about me being a Handcuff Inspector, (what? he is a cop, I had to develop some sort of middle ground between us, I couldn't exactly tell him that I sometimes live outside the law by treating speed limit signs like suggestions and sometime fail to yeild at crosswalks with alleged small kids in them) so I made up a job and if accidentally screw up and mention the inspection process to the guy who is getting all huffy and puffy over Stove Top than we have ourselves in quite a pickle my friends. ok so spreadsheet it is.

off to Nashville. tootles!

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Day 13, lucky 13

Ok well my juices haven't been flowing today. BUT they are picking up speed, so if anyone is interested, the fly is still here, I have stopped trying to kill him and just accepted the fact that he really wants to be here. His name is Jeremy and he is now apart of the family. BUT I will say I am not friends with the ICK I mean the TICK that placed himself on my hip today. ICK the TICK, made himself at home and I had to scrap the little blood sucker off of my hip and I haven't been the same since. Until, I past a very large man (300lb plus) with his pants half way down his bum on a tractor, at that moment I forgot about the tick. Now I am at home hanging out. Got a "Plenty of Fish" message from a weirdo, he didn't ask me my favorite color or what I did for a living, he wanted to know if I could have kids?? I say, "why would you ask that?? He said. "because you don't have any". "Oh my gosh, we'll see ya" and that was it. Not so impressed with the online dating thus far. (don't worry Mom, I am not in any danger, they can't find me by looking up my IP address, I don't think). Have an interview in Nashville tomorrow for an entry level marketing job ugh, but not gonna turn my nose up at anything at this point....we shall see. IN WITH THE GOOD..OUT WITH THE BAD

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

still day 12

OMG! so I signed up for this rediculous dating website and what happens??! I actually get into a fight with the first person I talk to!

We chat over email through the website for a bit and he then throws out his phone number for me to text him because he hates going through the site to talk to me..I understand and reluctantly text him. BIG MISTAKE!

so he tells me via text that he is going to test drive a "maserati" and from what he says on his profile he is an ex pro baseball player and now a recruter for the Cardinals blah blah blah

He wants to know if we could exchange pics, so we do and he says I am cute but "show me your body"

So here comes the texts: (and I realize that I shouldn't have participated in such juvenile behavior and normally I wouldn't but I have nothing else to do)

**this is verbatim

me: I am not going to show you my body f***face

him: I don't want to see your body f***in psycho

me: Oh did I misunderstand "show me your body"? delete my number loser

him: F*** you whore. I am a pro-athlete and my ex cheers for the Titans

him: Get a life

him: u r fat anyways

me: Nobody cares and leave your mom out of this

him: WTF u r so weird. F***in disappear

me: peace out fatty

him: I have a great body! poof be gone. ugly ass bitch

me: go back to dreaming about your"Maserati" and continue being an armchair athlete. Don't forget the potato chips! (I'm sure you won't)

him:Bahahahaha F*** off biatch


and there ya go. awesome. if finding love means being called a whore first, than I am one step closer.

Day 12

Ah geez, what did I get myself into?! I activated my profile on Plentyof fish.com and now my inbox is full of nonsense. I have already had to put a guy in his place for being a total D'bag. Send me a pic of your body he demands, oh ok sure, hold on...the only part of my body I showed him was a pic of my middle finger.

So, yes let the games begin, but may I add, nowhere on my profile does it say that I am interested in 65 year-old men who are divorced or women for that matter (yes I had a girl check me out) and on my profile I should of been given the option to say that I prefer men with all of their teeth. So in the meantime, I will just talk to the guy who claims he is a ninja.

Ok, now I have to stop being distracted...back to the job search.

Monday, July 25, 2011

still day 11

since I moved to TN, not only have I changed time zones, but I seem to have jumped into a time machine back to the olden days, people don't lock their doors here, (I asked Brandy for a key to her house and she looked at me like I had 8 heads) this morning I left my keys in the ignition while I went into the store, I have not done that since I started putting keys into ignitions and I know for a fact that a gas station not too far from here let's you buy stuff on credit. So since I now live on a prarie for the time being, maybe I won't have to resort to online dating to meet people, maybe I can go to a barn dance where can I meet a nice fella or a maybe a Sadie Hawkins Ho-down or a Town Social. So then maybe I won't have to come up with a "catch phrase"or a "headline" on PlentyofFish.com, yes I looked into this site today, since I know next no one here, I figure I may wanna walk the plank and dive head first into online dating, ok fine, I guess I can write a summary about my likes and dislikes, hobbies and interests, but coming up with a "headline" sounds horrifying. I thought of a few on my run:

Pick me pick me pick me!
Rent to own
Steph's gettin her grove back
Me love u long time
a friend of mine put "free beer with every entry" that'll get a boy's wheels turning

and the only thing I realized is there is a fine line between sounding stupid and just plain dumb, so I think I am gonna have to sleep on it.

The only phrases I like are the ones that have nothing to do with "catching a fish"
One comes to mind that my parents have always said, (and no dad, its not "may all your babies be born naked" I wouldn't take that from you :) but "keep it simple".

hhhhhhmmmmm

"I like to keep it simple" sounds like a good headline....ok here goes nothin!

Day 11

As predicted, Brandy was exhausted, so I gave her some time to decompress and told her to teach me how to use her riding lawn mower so I could mow her grass (she has two huge yards both flat and green so its easy to see the path I took). I just went out to check my work, um well... I am sure if a crop plane were to fly over the house he probably would be wondering what a drunk blind man was doing operating a lawn mower :) But I am sorta proud of my initials I carved in the back yard. hehe

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Day 10

Brandy is about to be home yippee!!! And not a moment too soon, my Saturday night's excitement was watching an old man stumble into the gas station, grab a 12pk of Bud and a 12pk of Sundrop (one in each hand) and tries to walk to the counter (which is where I am standing) and he looses his footing, trips and does a face plant onto the plexy glass that is covering the chicken tenders and onions rings. I jumped and yelp a little cause I wasn't prepared for this, I ask if he was ok, he got up (without dropping the beer of course) and looks at me and says "I do apologize ma'am, I am so sorry but its been a tough week" I say I completely understand and look at the lady behind the counter looking embarrassed for him as she rolls her eyes.

I just got back from taking the trash to the dump, not as horrible of an experience as I thought, you pretty much just drive up with your trash and through it into a giant disgusting trash compactor and then drive off, no biggie, a little relieved, didn't know what it was going to entail. I just feel sorry for the poor woman standing guard over the trash making sure everyone is following instructions. I hope they pay her 1 million dollars an hour to inhale warm garbage all day. Well someones got to do it and I am not knocking anyone who works for a living. I am, however, sorta of surprised to see a rec center right next door with picnic tables out back, those picnics gotta be a little on the musty side. hhhmm.

well that is all, I am gonna go wait in the driveway for my friend to arrive, BUT she is leaving me again tomorrow until Thursday while she goes to KY for work. BOOO! I guess someones gotta bring home the bacon around here :) Actually, tonight might not be as fun as I hope, Well rested Stephanie, dying to hang out with someone meets exhausted Brandy fresh off the road and from hanging out with 3 kids for the past week...hhhmm this should be interesting.(don't worry, she left the kids in GA with her mom, so I won't be in charge of anyone while she is gone)

Saturday, July 23, 2011

still day 9

Just got back from my walk/run, I scoped out a new path in my car this morning. On this walk, I realized that their are different categories of Southern people and I passed all of them this morning. In order of class, we have: Farmers, Country folk, Hillbillies, Rednecks and Trailer Trash. I have decided on a definition for each of them:

Farmers: Have neat, manicured pieces of land with livestock and other various animals roaming around along with some sort of garden and/or crop growing.

Country folk, have nice yards and gardens but no livestock, just a couple of dogs and are most likely yelling for their kids to come in for supper, who enjoy the piece and quiet, love to through BBQs and drink cold beer on a Friday night with the neighbors.

Hillbillies: dignified red necks, they are country bumpkins with yards that are not as neat, but not too junky, clothes lines full of their old T-shirts and long johns swinging in the breeze, an old guy sitting in overalls on a rocking chair,spitting dip in a can, a couple of rusted yard ornaments and an old basset hound laying in the driveway

Rednecks: Have 2-3 cars (one of them on blocks) in their front yard, 4-5 riding lawnmowers, 3 washing machines, a tractor, dozens of mason jars and radom junk. They rarely mow their grass, have rug rats running around in their diapers and kids running around with grocery store feet. (I saw this exact house today)

Trailer trash: live in trailers, no money to speak of, people gathered under a shade tree discussing not politics but probably whose turn it is to try and buy beer with their food stamps, clothes on the line, an actual truck cut in half and using the back of the truck as storage, not sure where the front of the truck went...and all doors and windows wide open wide due to the lack of AC units.

As I am walking, I realize that no matter what "class" I have so eloquently thrown these unknowing people into, they all seemed happy and friendly, they all waved and asked me how I was doing...I love it...or maybe I am just thirsty for human interaction and I will take what I can get :)

day 9 blah blah blah

Well my rockin Friday night consisted of laundry, which was sorta eventful, seeing as I almost threw the little wiener dog in the washing machine. I picked up a pile of dirty blankets and was going to stuff as many as I could in the washer, but then Kilo popped out of the pile not wanting to go in the washer. oopsy. I was officially bored, so I watched an entire season of last years Entourage on Demand (I didn't even know I missed a season) but its perfect cause now I am ready for the Premier of the new season on Sunday.

Ok so here's a part of me I haven't shared yet, (and I am still a little hesitant) my psyche. I have very vivid crazy dreams, not every night, but a few nights a week and they are always very strange, for example I had a dream a few weeks ago about my high school best friend, Karly (I talk to her about once or twice a year) she was was having a sex change operation.

I have always wanted to keep a dream diary, but was afraid that if it fell into the wrong hands I would end up in a room with padded walls.

So at the risk of sounding like a coo coo bird, here is what I dreamt last night:

My friend Lindsay invited me to go to a wedding with her. I agreed, but had to work during the day, so I went home after work, took a nap, got up, took a shower, got ready and met up with a group of people Linds was with, her friend Jason Hughs (aka Smarm) and Megan's married friends, Drew and Ashley. I show up to find out that they were all drunk and Linds had replaced me with a girl I once worked with at Taco Mac like 12 years ago, Misty. I got all upset because apparently Linds had done this to me earlier in the year (sorry Linds, if you are reading this, not sure why u are disappointing me in my dreams:) So this random group of people start playing a board game right in front of me like I wasn't there and Misty was reading the instructions in Spanish to everyone and everyone seemed to understand but me. Then Drew chimed in and said he was going to add a "dance slam" to the instructions of the game I just sat there complaining to Smarm that this was the 2nd time Linds had done this to me and I kept repeating over and over that I had gotten out of bed, taken a shower and drove all the way from Decatur, but I didn't live there, I was just helping out a family who's house had flooded, I remember making the dad and his two kids turkey burgers and when the dad bit into the bread it turned blue (they were all out of buns, so they had to eat them with loaf bread)

and thats it tah dah. now usually I have no idea what my dreams mean, but its clear that I am feeling a little left out. :) (that was a dull and tame dream comparatively speaking)

thats all for now..

Friday, July 22, 2011

day 8

drove up to Franklin (ritzy town bout 20 min from Nashville) to try and land a job at Mickey Roo's. Things went pretty good, but don't want to jinx it! But I will say this girl Brooke instantly wanted me to work there when I walked in because I look over 18 and that I may actaully have a brain (well that is what she yelled out across the bar anyway). She gave me an application and we talked for a bit, she was super nice and she texted the hiring manager right then and there and told her to hire me because I was 34 and pretty. Well alrighty then, that's how you get places in this world, befriend the token loud mouth. This place is a Texas style BBQ place, with live music every night, exactly what I am looking for and according to my new BFF, she says that money is good. I asked her about the attire and she says that any black top will do and shorts or jeans...she said the only rule is if your "china lips" are showing your shorts are too short. wow. did she really just say that? alrighty then, there goes my entire wardrobe :) SO feeling good about how I ended the first week of painful job searching. Fingers crossed!! I also met Mickey, the owner, hopefully he liked the twinkle in my eye :) (some call it desperation, I call it a twinkle)

guess I will go for a run, gotta get my legs ready just in case I am lucky enough to wear cut-off levi's and  cowboy boots to work YEE HAW (oh and because there is nothing else to do)

Thursday, July 21, 2011

still day 7

I wish I had better news to report......I still have not killed that blasted ninja fly!!! He is still taunting me and driving me batty! I know he's laughing at me every time he whizzes by my face. whatever.

I just went on a run...this old man stops me to introduce himself..."My name is the same name as the 34th president." uuhh uuhh clearly my face is blank, "Dwight!" he yells out. "Oh, well its nice to meet you Mr. President" ha

I think thats how I am gonna start introducing myself when applying for jobs "My name is the same name as the Princess of Monoco, are you hiring?" :)
I am going into Franklin tomorrow to apply at Mickey Roos, looks like a fun place so fingers crossed!

Well as sad as it is, that is all, I am gonna go crack open a can of pinto beans for din din. tootles!

Day 7, people watching and job searching

I just came face to face with my first "Tennessee Waterfall" mullet. Curly and short on top and wavy and long in the back and I am pretty sure his colorist is named "Sun-in"

HA love it, today is gonna be great, I got a new attitude and the rhythm is gonna get me.

I realize that my elevator to success is out of order and I will have to use the stairs... one step at a time.
 (and I am okay with this.....for now)

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

is it day 6? I can't keep up

so today I need an attitude adjustment. my days of solidarity are sorta getting to me. I went to Murfreesboro today, 30 minutes outside of my digs. I figure it couldn't hurt being a little closer to where I stay at. I spent half the the day going to Temp agencies and the other half going to bars(to apply not to drink). Its so funny that I am crossing my fingers that I get a job at Toots. Apparently its a very busy spot in this town (equivalent to Kennessaw) (BTW this fly owns me, its still flying around me as I type and I can't get him, I am about to go buy some chop sticks and pull a Mr. Miagi on his fly ass) So, the I am now registered at the local temp agencies, but they mostly focus on factory work and some clerical...hhhhmm. Tomorrow I will go back to Toot's and Logan's to fight for a job, its surprises me that its hard to get a restaurant job, but according the guy at Chili's the jobs will open back up when the college kids go back to school....sweet, I can't wait to take a college kid's job. Oh and while I am traipsing around Murfreesboro my AC is not as cold as I would like it, so I am getting pissed because I am smeating in my car, so I pull over and pop the hood, then I realize I have no idea what I am looking at...I really wish they would of offered a basic car engine maintenance class in high school. So I brought it to Autozone and they tell me my AC is fine and it can't keep up with the 102 degrees outside. Ok whatever, that brings me back to my attitude adjustment and the fact that when I get home the only person I have to talk to is my blog, which don't get me wrong, is therapeutic at the very least, I get to ramble on and on about my day and no one chimes in and tells me what I should or shouldn't be doing. I am now laughing because Sarah just called me to ask me "Why you haven't blogged today??!!" ha that is funny. I am on it Sarah! When I blog I pretend I am Carrie Bradshaw writing Sex and the City.(no sex and no city but whatenver) Oh and I would like to extend an apology to Marybeth, I borrowed some of her clothes and took them to the dry cleaners but forgot to pick them up before I left. so sorry girl, put it on my tab! well now I am gonna tackle Brandy's laundry, two kids equal mucho laundry and its the least i can do.

until next time...

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

still day 5

after I got done filling out a 9 page application for a temp agency, I decided to go on a run, 6 miles to be exact, in this heat I am sorta proud of myself. (AAAHH this fly has been tormenting me in the living room the for 4 days now and I cant catch him!) anyway, the run felt good and was pretty uneventful if you don't count the part where I saw a dead green snake, a dead opossum, a decapitated red bird and the part where I was running in the zone to Missy Eliot's "Lose Control" and right at the good part, I decided to break it down one time in the middle of the road and look over and this old guy is sitting in his rocker on the side of the barn next the corn field just staring at me. Ha! bet he doesn't see that everyday. I am sure he was impressed with my boom shakalaka move

Any hoo, I wanted to talk about this sign I saw a few houses down. Its a billboard type sign that is maybe
 7 X 7 feet if I had to guess and its attached to the back of a pick-up truck:

It says:
 "DO YOU KNOW WHO SHOT ME??"
 "while I was sleeping around 5am in the morning Sept 8, 2005?"
and it has the word REWARD and his picture and contact info on it.
Its so bizarre. I tried to get a picture but I couldn't get a good angle and it was in someones driveway that was roped off.
Now, my question is, did the guy who got shot make this or did the guy die and someone else is on this quest since 2005? I wonder how many false leads he's gotten? hhhhhmmm maybe Brandy knows more about this...

that's all for now...

Day 5 day of preparation

ok so yesterday was a crap shoot....some may call it a waste of time. I go into the city to get a job like they are giving them away on the corner, all you gotta do is sign up. Nope, not really how it works. I just figured that I was sick of sending my resume into the black hole (Internet) for weeks and weeks so I took a different approach, blindly walking into places, "excuse me are you hiring?" in hopes that someone would say yes, come on in and show us what ya got, but apparently I have seen the movie "Coyote Ugly" one too many times. (that movie is awful and yet I know every word). So, my "no plan plan" kinda back fired. Today, I am actually gonna sit here on my trusty laptop and figure out who is actually hiring and then show up...hhhhmm a seemingly logical step in the right direction.

ok next subject, I sat up late last night stressing about the fact that I emailed my ex (we are still great friends so its not unusual for me to email him) and I mentioned this blog. why did I do that? I tried to unsend the email but you can't do that on gmail. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I should of thought that through. Now I get to be slightly self conscience about certain topics, one being, he gets to see the train wreck side of me that I tried to hide for so long :) and second, what if I meet a boy? Obviously, I am going to announce this ground breaking news to everyone and I don't wanna throw it in his face. Well maybe he will not read it, but G if you are tuning in, look away look away! :) I mean, I have no job and this is what I am stressing about??? come steph, get some perspective!

Now I have to go take a picture of this billboard that is attached to a back of a pick-up truck down the street. I saw it on my walk. I will be back with a pic and the questions I have regarding this bizarre sign....so don't change that dial!

Monday, July 18, 2011

still day 4

I filled out an application at The Hard Rock Cafe for a bartending position. The manager asked me if I could flare. What is flare? I ask. You know, when you throw bottles. "Heck yea, I can throw bottles all day long, just not too sure where they're gonna land"    lol. yep, I am a shoe-in

Day 4. pounding the pavement

So I just arrived in downtown Nashville on Broadway. I parked my car (for $11) and hit the streets. I walked down Broadway feeling like Dolly Parton in the movie "Straight Talk" when she is walking around with her head in the clouds looking at all the tall buildings. I peaked my head in to a couple of honky talk bars, first one Tootsie's (keep in mind it is lunchtime on a Monday and there is live music everywhere..love it!) and this guy is singing a classic Hank Jr. song and I tear up just a little. This is the environment I have been longing for. I walk to the next place where a cute old couple (I am guessing 108 or 109 years old) are standing up on stage singing a duet. Lois and John Sheperd are up there jamming out, its awesome. I jot down in composition notebook (Patti and Chris gave it to me as part of TN survival kit) that I am at Robert's Western world Honky Tonk grill. Lois and John have been singing together on this street for the last 39 years! awesomeness.
 Now I gotta eat, I am now at the Big River Grille & Brewing Works having a salad. I just told the waitress that I just moved here and I am looking for a job at a bar, a bar that is super busy where I can make as much money as possible really fast. Did I really just say that out loud?? Oh yes I did, I have no time to beat around the bush apparently, whoa Bessy, calm down, maybe I should put a new spin on it at the next place :)
 I am looking around at the guys and girls serving their tables and wonder how many of these kids are out here trying to "make it" in the music industry......hhhhhmmm

ok well the girl told me to go in every restaurant up and down Broadway and fill out applications. ok then I guess I better get started. Will report back later...wish me luck.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Day 3

OK, so far today, I have noticed 3 big differences between city life and country life: Grocery store is about 8 or 9 miles away and not a half a block. No biggie, just gotta plan out the trip to the store a little better that I used to, I popped in an out of super target daily to get things I need, now I may need to make a list...some call it a grocery list. Next, the trash is an unfamiliar project, I used to have a trash shoot 2 steps away from my front door or a big truck would come every Wednesday and pick up your trash if I remembered to wheel it down to the end of the driveway. But here in Manchester, you must gather up the trash and place it in your trunk (so I guess I will have to remove all of my prized possessions and find them a new location) and drive it to the dump, which is only open at odd times, so this will take some getting used to. Finally, I went on a run this morning through the country, gorgeous scenery, cows, horses, pastures, barns, streams, ponds, rolling green hills for days, no stop lights, other people, traffic, or city noise. But the main diff is that I took my mace with me but not for the usual reason of fearing that a rapist may grab be from behind while I have my music blaring in my ear, but for fear of a black bear or wild boar sneaking up on me or a rabid dog, who knows, but better to be safe than sorry.

Now, I am still deciding on level of disclosure I want to admit on this blog, full, partial or selective disclosure? I mean do I really want to tell you about all of the stupid things I do, for example in the shower I accidentally put the conditioner in my hair before the shampoo, I mean the bottles are exactly alike with only one word that is different. And when this happens, do I consider my hair conditioned or do I put it in again after the shampoo? I think selective disclosure may be best :)

Ok so that was my morning, I am now going to prepare for my day of job searching in Nashville tomorrow. My plan is to try and get a bartending gig while I continue to look for a "big girl" job. I figure that will be a good way to network and meet folks. So I am going to make some flash cards today to brush up on my mixology skills. Should I get tested, I need to be on my toes on how to mix up some drinks, and since I spent most of the time at my old gig make things up as I went along and sometimes that would result in my Mojitos taking like Cotton candy and my Cosmos tasting like key lime pie. So I figure that a crash course wouldn't hurt :)

until next time....

Saturday, July 16, 2011

First 2 days in the country

Ok, this is my first attempt at writing a blog. I just moved away from Atlanta where I have been living for the past 24 years and moved to Tennessee to start a new chapter in my life. I figure since I moved away from everyone that I know and to a place where I know next to no one except for Brandy (my BFF who has graciously opened her home to me until I am up and running with you know a job and um a place to live... details details),that I should share my daily adventures and give you a play by play of the rediculous things that take place in my day to day life. So here goes nothing.....oh my gosh a bunny just hopped up to me, its like 3 feet away. holy crap I am in the country!

I arrived yesterday to Brandy's house. She was packing and getting the kids ready for their 7 day vacation in Florida. After she leaves, it dawned on me, I am all alone in Manachester, Tennessee with no one around but her dog and bunch of cows that hang out about 30 yards away on the other side of a barb wire fence. A typical day for me usually involves me going going going and other people, so this is my version of shock therapy. I sat out here (where I am sitting right now actually) on a porch swing looking over this gorgeous meadow with cows. Saw a lot of peeing and pooping going on, some licking, I guess thats how they get a bath, they lick each other?? and then right in front of me, one cows mounts another cow and starts a back and forth movement. and I started yelling (I was on the phone with my friend Sarah at the time of this public display of affection) well I guess my yelling got them out of the mood because they quickly stopped when they realized they had company. So then I spot a butterfly on my car. I heard that if a butterfly lands on you its good luck, but what if you force it on your finger it stings you? I figure it was worth a shot to get my luck to turn arounds :)
So that was yesterday, today I have done a whole lotta nothing. Well I take that back, I discovered a show on Showtime On Demand called "The Big C" and have managed to waste away a beautiful Saturday and watch 12 episodes in a row, 6 solid hours of the same show and this after I watched a movie when I woke up at 7am. And after I finish this, I am going back for more (still have a few episodes to watch) and my new thing is to always finish what you start. Well I guess that about sums up my first two day of the country (riveting stuff I know). Oh and I have eaten a tremendous amount of cheese and crackers and cookies. Usually I am lazy gluten on Sunday, but this weekend I am switching it up. Tomorrow will be productive. I may even take a shower :) Untill next time....