that's it! I'm outa' here!

No, for realsies! I'm leavin'... you know, like, on a jet plane. I wish I could say that I won't be back again, but that's just not true. I am, however, going on vacation, starting tomorrow morning. :D And my wonderful location of destination?

Drumroll please... DUM DA DUM!!!

PUERTO RICO!!!

Yeah, so I am pretty much really excited. So much for my milestone posts, though. Although, Puerto Rico is a milestone, kind of. I made my first trip there 2 years ago for my friend, Boricua's wedding. Now I'm going to see the baby and I can't wait! These are both milestones in her life. And that's good enough for me.

So, what should I bring ya? So far I have had requests for a Harley Davidson tee shirt, a shot glass, and a sun tanned girl. Yes, you heard that last one right. But that's just what I would expect from Hombre C.

***sidenote--I have all my mens listed in my phone under "Hombre" and then the first letter of their name. Hee hee hee... I couldn't really think of a better way to do it, and besides, then they are all right next to each other and oh so easy to find. Besides, it kinda makes me feel mysterious. Is that weird? I couldn't figure out if that was weird or not... Some people give me weird looks when they see my number directory.-- end of sidenote***

Maybe I should have a give-away. Your odds would be good seeing as only Mae Rae, Alix, and sometimes Raine ever read my blog. Just kidding. I know I have more readers (luv you Mom!) READERS, I KNOW YOU ARE OUT THERE AND I LOVE YOU, TOO! (So that ended up sounding slightly more stalkerish/creepy than I intended it to.)

Anyway, I will be sure to post pics of my lovely destination. I can't wait to finally get out of Minnesota. This is the worst time of year in the mid-west. On Tuesday I woke up to -22 degrees! I am so ready to sit my flabby, pastey, white Irish booty down on the beach and reflect some rays of sun! I really need some r&r after today anyway. It was SOOO long, and I had to do 4 terminations and try to translate, edit and configure as much of the newsletter as I could plus do everything else that I needed to do. Then just when I thought I was home free, I couldn't find my keys. So I trudged back up the 50 stairs and searched the office, but still couldn't find them. Then I figured they must be in my car, which they were, locked inside, of course. Then I proceeded to wait 1 hour and 20 minutes until the tow truck came and unlocked me. At least I have AAA! (that's my second plug for them! Go Triple A!!!) Now I'm finally home and I should be packing and getting everything ready, but instead I am wrapped in a blanket, lost in a facebooky/bloggy world of my own creation. And b.t.dubs, I wrote on Mr. Maybe's wall yesterday, but he doesn't seem to fb much, so he hasn't responded :(

So I'ma get off my seat and do something now. I'll see ya next time from (hopefully) sunny Puerto Rico!

10 things you didn't know about me/new year's resolutions

I have a million bloggy ideas running through my head right now, but I can only post one at a time. So here goes. Ten things you didn't know (and may be shocked to find out) about me:

Drumroll please!!

1. I have a tattoo. ;-D
2. I have asthma.
3. I have never dated a man who is not Latino.
4. My belly-button is pierced.
5. I have gotten 3 speeding tickets. (Two in the last 6 months... I am not invincible... GRRRR)
6. I was a golden gloves boxer for three years.
7. I have had a nose job. (Directly relates to number 6 ;)
8. I played the piano and violin (neither of them well).
9. I have a Bachelor of Science degree in the Bible--minored in Counseling and Spanish. (Don't ask me how you get a job with that. I was too busy being idealistic when I chose my field of study :D Oh well, live and learn!)
10. I lived in Peru for a year. (You might have known that, but I'm running out of interesting things you didn't know about me. lol)

Got Q's? I'll A! COMMENT! :D


Oh, and as long as I'm making lists, I may as well make this a two-fer... Here's my New Year's Resolutions in no particular order:

1. Be less complainey/whiney. If I'm sick of hearing myself whine, I'm sure everybody else is.
2. Be on time to work. I like to say my start time is 9ish and that I never come a minute past 9:13. hee hee hee, funny... BUT how hard is it to get to work by nine??? That is so stinkin' late in the morning! Can I not even get my lazy booty out of bed to arrive bright eyed and bushy tailed at 9:00 am? Oh, and this going 70 in a 55 in an effort to make up for my sluggish preparation thing is unsafe and getting really expensive.
3. Do something with my life. Ha... hahahaha...
4. Get in shape. Need I say more? I'm getting flabby... My navel piercing is being swallowed by cellulite. NOT PRETTY! I have a baby bump and I'M NOT EVEN PREGGERS!!! The buck stops here! I'm turning this flab to ab :-D
5. Stop talking like a sailor. I hate swearing. Really I do. It sounds like ignorance to me. Having said that, curse words are, for the first time in my life, becoming a part of my vocabulary. Even worse, I have picked up numerous colorful words in Spanish AND they are guilt-free since Spanish is my second language. Unfortunately, to people whose first language is Spanish, I sound like... well, not somebody I want to sound like.

Thought for the year: "Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer."

Happy New Year

Usually I don't drink, but I'm not going to lie. I'm a little bit tipsy right now. It's New Years, I was at a party (it was a calm one, don't worry), there was alcohol... so I had some. But I'm not actually drunk. Although you will reap the benefits. ...probably. I tend to be hilarious when I'm buzzed, but this could be a dud.

Anyway, since I need to write about milestones in these posts, and since it's New Years and I'm tipsy, I think I should write about the last time I went to a party and had some beverages.

It was Halloween 2008. I was a Pink Lady from Grease, Frenchie to be exact. I had a pink wig on, 3 inch spike heels, and leggings. I'm not going to lie. I was quite popular at work that day. Anyway, I went to a party after work. But let me warn you, party punches should be tried with caution. Seriously, I'm not a big drinker. I've been drunk a few times, but I wasn't impressed. There are a lot of reasons that I think it's not a good idea to get drunk, but maybe those will be the subject of another post.

Anyway, not having drank very often and not knowing much about party punches, I poured myself plenty (for my alcohol tolerance level. I'm what some people would call a lightweight, others would say cheap date. I try to stay away from them.) I drank the punch, I had some more, I drank another bottle of something. Yeah, I was feeling it. Nobody knows it, but at one time I actually took a break from the karoke machine to go to the bathroom. Once there I flopped onto the ground and rolled around laughing for about 5 minutes, if not more. Yeah, I think I had a little too much to drink.

Also, at one time that night, I was sitting next to some guy on the couch making pleasant conversation. I was trying to hold it together, but feeling pretty loopy. We started talking about our places of work. I told him where I am an administrative assistant and he let me know that he worked at Sam's Club (kind of like Costco for those who don't live in the midwest). When he heard where I worked, he told me that Sam's had done a membership drive at my company and that he was the head of it... or something like that. I'm pretty sure he also offered me a job, if I was ever thinking about moving. The funny part is--Sam's Club is running another membership drive on Wednesday. I'm going to try to avoid the rep. I'm afraid it will be the man I spoke to 2 Halloweens ago. I'm really not sure what I said to him, so yeah...

Anyway, this post is not up to my usual level of... er... ummmm... I don't know. Like I said, I'm a lil bit tipsy (of course, hiccuping while I'm rinsing with mouthwash is enough to make me tipsy) so this post really needs to end. Please excuse any spelling or gramatical errors. And...

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

working my way to 100

I have recently noticed that I am nearing my 100th post. In honor of the 100, I'm going to be doing a series of posts about other milestones in my life (just so you know, milestone has quite a broad definition in my book:). I will be counting down (or is it up?) to number one-double-oh.

But first, let me share a little about my wonderful Christmas.

I was supposed to leave after a half day of work on Thursday and make the 5 hour trek up to my parent's house. Unfortunately it didn't look like the weather was going to cooperate. Unprecedented amounts of snow were predicted and I was feeling bummed about possibly getting stuck in my apartment for the holiday.

Fortunately for me, my coworkers decided that wasn't going to happen. They fairly ganged up on me on Wednesday and insisted I was leaving by noon that day, as bad weather was supposed to be starting between 1 and 6. My boss even offered to let me use a vacation day. (I declined, since I will be needing that day in February when my *sister* from Peru comes to visit.) However, she did give me permission, so I didn't even lose my Christmas holiday pay! What a nice boss. As the morning progressed, so did the snow. It was already beginning to look bad out by 10:30 and the verdict was in. They sent me packing and headed toward my family.

I arrived safe and sound at home early that evening. I have never had so much time off for Christmas before, since I took one vacation day for Monday. As a matter of fact, I wasn't even able to go home the last two years at the holiday because of work. It was so nice and relaxing. I didn't wear makeup almost the whole time I was there, I stayed up 'til ungodly hours of the night and woke up at even less spiritual hours in the morning, I wore sweats until afternoon, ate 'til my pants didn't fit, and I had a great time with my family.

I also got some great loot: another wii remote, some furry slippers, a super soft blanket, a wool hat, a pretty heart necklace from Baby Brother, and a lot of stocking stuffers. All in all, it was one of our best Christmases. I think the holiday should always fall on a weekend! Can that be arranged?

Well, I can't talk about Christmas without mentioning the real meaning of the season--the birth of Christ. As I drove, I was thinking of a whole post I could do about this subject. There's so much that fascinates me about the events surrounding the incarnation of Christ that I can't even express all of them. Like, why did God choose one of the most scandalous ways imaginable to bring his son into the world? Even now, unwed pregnancies are frowned upon, but in those days, people were executed for them. Obviously we were let in on the secret, but imagine the stigma Mary must have felt only to be the chosen of God, the one who would bear his son into the human world.

Really, I could do a series of posts on this subject alone. There's so much to think about, and so much to be thankful for. And it's not that my Christianity is a crutch for me. On the contrary, it's a wheelchair, a veritable gurney! I don't say this simply because there are a list of rules that I practice or a bit or rhetoric that I spew. Even I have willingly strayed from my faith. I have broken every commandment, whether in practice or in attitude, and done so of my own will. But at the same time, I have seen him, I have experienced the one of whom the Bible speaks. When I left him, he never let me go. Maybe at one time in my life my faith was rhetoric and rules, but now it is much more. I'm not perfect. I don't have even half of everything figured out, but I am learning.

I don't know how to explain this. If you haven't experienced what I talk about, it may seem so weird and foreign. I can only imagine. But I hope that, in some small way, you are jealous. It sounds bad, but I wish that everyone could have what I have. And notice that I don't say "feel what I feel." Now happy feelings come along for the ride, but they are not the gas that powers the engine. There are bad times, too, as I'm sure you know if you have read any of my posts!

Well, this post is way too long so tomorrow I will continue working my way to 100 posts. Hang in there with me and help me visit some milestones from this first quarter of a century know as... my life.