day 201, includes part 2 of day 2hundy

Where to begin where to begin, I have been on a 2-day hiatus and have a lot to say so buckle up!

I guess we can start off with the text that was waiting for me when I woke up this morning. I haven’t heard from Skeelo since I ignored his ballad he wrote and recorded for me, so I guess Jeremiah decided he needed some closure. I am cracking up right, one might say I am LOLing; he wanted to tell that he has moved on and is dating someone else, but wants me to know that I can call him anytime and he wishes it could have been different. I am like picturing him singing "Coulda Been" by Tiffany...."the flowers you gave me are just about to die, but I guess this song is over as we began to cry"  Well I guess that’s a wrap, I finally set that little tug boat free and we can all go on with our lives.

Next, I didn't have a "part two" of day 2hundy cause I went out with Red Flag again right after work Thursday! We had another fun time! We did exactly the same thing we did on Wednesday; it was like the movie Ground Hog Day. We walked up and down Broadway and enjoyed the weather and the music and had lots and lots of laughs. The first date I had to pick pocket his passport to figure out his name the damn thing said Christopher Lee, ah crap; does he go by Chris, Christopher or Lee? So I wait and see and he finally introduced himself as Chris to this musician we were talking to, whew, bullet dodged! We have SO much in common, it’s kinda scary. He has been married for the past 6 years (well we don’t have that in common) and just got divorced so he is experiencing Nashville as a single guy and I am still the new girl on the block so we are walking around like tourists and it was so fun! We talked for like 20 minutes on the phone last night but he has his kids this weekend. I am still heeding Brandy’s warning to keep the "divorce crazies" at arm’s length and take it slow, and that’s what I am doing. He loves to hike like me so I am gonna insist that be our next adventure.

Ok I have decided that Marketing guy, Robert, is going to be a temporary permanent fixture in the blog and I am gonna label it “Marketing dude side note”, there is just too much material, I have to share.

Marketing dude side note: His latest antic, he locked his keys in his one of the company cars and had to call in for back up.

I was the winner winner chicken dinner on the workout challenge and Ryan took me out for pizza at Pie in the Sky yesterday, it was AMAZING! I haven’t had pizza in ages (being a purist and all) so it was such a treat! We begin the next challenge on Sunday! I can’t wait to win again!

Today is gonna be great, I have a date with my DVR; between dancing and dating I have neglected my shows!

day 200! part 1

Its day 200! Wow! Good thing I have good news! Day 200 is gonna be a two-parter cause I gotta go to work...

Red Flag and I had the best date of 2012 last night! He drives a truck, he likes country, he takes my smartass comments and throws them straight back in my face, his career revolves around sleeping disorders AND he lost his wallet the night we met! The stars have aligned!

Ok that’s all the time I have.....more details later...

day 199 what yo name is ?

Well I proved my own theory...just got back from a group lesson and one of the girls was the teacher this time. Jason was nowhere in sight and I rocked that Fox Trot! I knew his cuteness was holding me back!

Ok so our Marketing dude at my work is a hard one to figure out. This young ginger has been here for a month and a has developed quite a track record. Since he doesn’t do marketing for the demolition derby, it’s all very suspicious. Four vehicular mishaps have occurred with over the course of a month

Number 1: We have a gated parking lot, he tried to outrun the gate before it closed, didn't make it, popped 2 tires, dented his car, and broke the gate.

Number 2:  Had a blow out in a company car on the highway and had to get a tow truck to come get him.

Number 3: Shortly after he got his car fixed from the gate debacle, he smashed into a stopped car while driving down the road and the newly repaired car is now totaled.

Number 4:  He is now in a rental truck. Comes to the office with this gorgeous truck all jacked up on the side, not sure what happened there. I am guessing a wall got in his way.

I have seen him sleeping at this desk while sitting up at least 4 times. Its not like the lights are turned down low and no one is there. Its daytime, people are talking and walking around and he is out like a light with his mouth wide open.

I am calling it… narcoleptic! That would explain the sleeping while sitting up and maybe he is falling asleep while driving. He just go a new car yesterday, we have and office pool going on how long it takes to run into something.

I have a date tomorrow, the guy that I met on Saturday. I really wish I knew his name. My listening skills are still a work in progress and I wasn't paying attention during the name exchange. After dancing and talking all night, it was awkward to ask him his name, so I guess I will just wing it. I may have to recruit the waitress as my wingman to help me out with this one. Brandy is calling “red flag” on this guy because he is newly divorced.  I will keep my guard up girl and I will duck if I see the “divorce crazy” flag coming for my face. I have him in my phone as “LOL” as he is an inappropriate LOLer over text.

day 198 tootles Mom and Dad!

I finally met one of my neighbors, um, he's a rodeo clown. Only in Nashville do you have a dude that puts on clown make-up and has multi-colored bandanas hanging out of his britches as your neighbor. AND this is the same "street performer" that Marybeth got her picture with at Tootsies when she was in town, hysterical. I am not sure how this guy makes his loot, I have seen him downtown a couple of times and he seems to just be hanging out and drinking. He may just love this outfit and this is what he wears for a night on the town. All I know is that he has a trailer that’s parked in the parking lot that says "YEEEEEEHAW GITTY UP LIL DOGGIE" spray painted on the side and he lives next door.

SO Moms left, the family ended up not coming up, plans got cancelled, so I just met my Dad in Pelham and dropped off my Mom. It was such a delight having her here. She seriously is one of the strongest people I know, being around her and seeing what she has to endure every day is unbelievable, the chemo just kicks her ass, but you'd never know it by looking at the smile on her face. She is amazing and I don't think many people could do what she does on a regular basis just to make it through the day. I love you Mom, thanks for stopping by :)

After she left on Saturday, I fully intended on camping out on the couch for the next two days, this is until I was kidnapped by Kelly and Gary. They literally came over and took me out against my will. But I can't complain, we had a blast watching some March Madness at our favorite watering hole followed up by some long overdue Karaoke. I swear, Kelly and I command that place when they put mics in our hands. We are not scared to get all gangsta gangsta and give the people what they want, 2 white girls acting all hard like we’re in a rap video. If our performance was being taped and if I ever caught a glimpse of this video, I think my karaoke days would be over, retire on a low note and quit while I’m behind. But it couldn’t have been all that bad, cause I totally got a boys phone number out of it. I don’t want to jinx it but I am pretty sure we are getting married….after his divorce if final of course J

198.... I could just spit

I was gonna talk about my marketing guy, because he is worth a paragraph or two, but right now I am too mad!

I just had the biggest rude awakening. For those of you who are not aware, I am extremely self-conscience of my weight, I am borderline obsessed. Every morning when I wake up, the first thing I do is life up my shirt to see the status of my tummy. I swear it is different every day, my weight changes with the wind, so I always have to check to see just how windy the day is going to be. I have been bragging about my new found healthy life style, how I am totally 100% healthy everyday but Saturday. Saturday I can do whatever the hell I want to myself. I am finally doing everything as I should, eating and working out wise. BUT for some reason my weight doesn’t seem to be all that different, 5-7 lbs. maybe, but like I said, I don’t own a scale, I just go by my clothes from last year and these jeans that used to fall off of me are still quite snug. I am mad because I have been working so hard to shape my body and the results are less than satisfactory, I am going in the right direction, but not where I should be.

Then it hit me, I got extremely angry and threw a tantrum right in front of my mom (who by the way laughing hysterically).  This lady at the front desk has a freakin M&M dispenser, the kind that you are supposed to put a quarter in and a few come out. Well this one is free and it only gives you like 4 M&Ms at a time. Ok no harm no foul. BUT I just realized that I have been unconsciously hitting this thing up all day every day for the past 2 months!!! Like I have no idea how many M&Ms I am ingesting a day, because I don’t even notice that I am doing it. I walk by her desk and I am on auto-pilot, I honestly cannot remember a day that I didn’t have M&M’s, oh wait yes I do, Saturday, my cheat day!

Geez, if I ventured a guess, I would say I am eating at least a bag of M&Ms every single freaking day and I am just now realizing it as I am lifting my shirt up in the mirror.

Well that stops now “Operation detox M&M style” begins tomorrow, who knows how bad the tremors  and the hot flashes are gonna be…geez why am I always quitting something? I am such a quitter!

Ok since I ranted for 20 pages about M&Ms, I guess tomorrow will be the day when I explain my marketing guy’s baffling behavior….

day 197 oh to be 14 again

I really really can't wait until I am no longer a dancing train wreck. I showed serious signs of being mentally handicapped tonight. I have got to get it together or Jason is going to kill me. I did a group thing tonight and then a party, basically 1 hour and 45 minutes of non-stop dancing. I have now been told twice now to have a drink before I come to class. Seriously? Never in my life has someone recommend that I have a drink, usually it’s the other way around. Ok, “Operation Get the Steel Rod out of my Back” is underway. Loosen up is the name of the game.

I just read an essay my mom wrote when I was 14. She brought it up here to show me and also has one about my brother. My brother’s was really funny, that 11 year-old had some hilarious one-liners. Mine, was the opposite of funny, it was about the 6-8 weeks that my life was put on pause, so I could enjoys the benefits of a severe case of Mononucleosis. Telling a wiry, wound up, energized future gypsy that she has to be home-schooled, forgo a spot on the All-star softball team, quit ballet, and quit jazz classes, sucks! I also missed my 8^th grade  dance and a chance to slow dance with Johanthan Sullivan, the only 8^th grader who was old enough to drive. Thanks mom, so glad we documented that! She told me how she wanted me to see an example of how I beat all odds of the side effects that I had looming from the sickness, how I persevered as a teenager and how I was still doing it today. I appreciate the sentiment Mom, but geez Louise that was not fun, not fun at all. Please tell me you don’t have any essays about my dog dying so I can see an example of the circle of life. J

day 196 they say that the rhythm is gonna get you.....bring it!

My Mom and I are having a great time! I got home after work yesterday and dinner was made, got up this morning, eggs and toast are ready and waiting! I could get used to this!

Went on my date/lesson tonight, Mom watching was a little odd, but fun, she was loving it and everyone was so nice to her. The odd part was me trying to not look all googly eyed! I need an ugly partner I’ve decided, this Cutie Pahtooty is holding me back! Where did all of my rhythm go?! Maybe I left it in the bottom of a wine glass somewhere, this dance stuff is hard! But in my defense, I haven’t practiced at all. Guess I gotta do what I gotta do to pick up momentum on the learning curve, pronto. I want to glide across floor, not dance like Frankenstein in a strait jacket, we spend more time pausing so he can unclench me by making some space between my shoulders and my head, then we do dancing. I can't help it, he makes me nervous and instead of listening to what he is saying, I make jokes. I am all in my head and he is accusing me of thinking too much....there is a first time for everything. I am thinking way too much, I am thinking out how cute our kids would be :)

Ok, I have to go to bed, working out before work, working all day and then working the dance floor after work is a whole lotta work...