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Yesterday, I wasn't in the best of moods as reflected in my post. I was called out on such as during this Lenten Season my goal was to look on the positives and not focus on the negative. Also that I should have referred to myself as Ms. Nice Girl.

The positive on yesterday was that I didn't put my trust into someone for as long as I could have to have it broken. :) Also, I was reassured that I wasn't the crazy person. That always helps when someone assures you of that.

I also realized that I think my new thing in life is to call out people for just making me smile overall. I do try and do that when it happens with my girlfriends now and then, but I feel like I need to do that for everyone. One of my guy friends today almost had me spit out my coffee this morning. I emailed my roommate right after and said "Why can't I be attracted to him?? Super cute, nice, funny, all around good guy, loves sports. . .makes me laugh by almost spitting out my coffee." I almost responded how he made my day just by his comment, but then refrained. He also inadvertantly uses words that could be taken the complete wrong way. . . I can't think of specific examples that he used recently, but my roommate on Saturday after the seeing the commercial with the little giraffe said how she wanted one just so she could stroke it. "Stroke" is one of those words. I believe someone at the table called her out on it. It's funny because he sometimes catches himself, and he clarifies that he's not always as perverted as he sounds. Adorable--that's what he is.

One of my other guy friends who I haven't seen in over a month, sent me a text on Sunday that said "What did you need to vent about?? I miss you." He's only free tonight and since the girls were okay with it, he might crash girl's wine night. It wouldn't be the first time he was the only guy. He made me and the roommie chocolate covered strawberries on Valentine's Day. . . then went and made his girlfriend dinner. He's also one of those people that makes my day sometimes with things he says. But for some reason I am probably more apt to tell him that he just made my day. He is one of my BFFs. I tell him most things.

There was a person today at Target that thanked me for being polite. That made my day. I should have told her that. Wouldn't the world be happier??

Decisions, Decisions . . .

Soo. . . after last night, I realized that I am going to quit being a nice, caring person. Because well, when you are, sometimes people take it wrong. Even people who know you are a nice, caring person. And people who should know that I am the farthest from a malicious person as you can get. Somehow, being nice always ends up kicking me in the butt. So from now on, no more Mister Nice girl! Except to family, I'll always be nice to you. . .

Random thoughts. . .

I seriously have gotten to spend a lot of time with my family which was much needed. And I went almost 3 months without seeing my Sister and her family. Which is also the longest I've gone without, not only seeing my nephew, but also seeing my sister in my entire life! And you could tell it had been awhile since I saw my nephew because he actually let me kiss on him. At Christmas he informed me that he was too old to be kissed anymore. My roommate emailed me yesterday morning telling me how much she missed Caleb already.


It was a glorious 3 days having them here with me. My sister is one of the most adorable pregnant people. She is literally all belly. And she loves being pregnant. I wish I could show you a picture but for some reason I didn't take any! What's wrong with me?!? The other funny thing is that she saw my cousin Matt, and he had no idea she was pregnant. I told Matt at lunch months ago she was pregnant. Not sure how he missed it. I guess I now know how much he listens to me!

Thoughts that have come to me in the last week:

• I realized how often I develop little crushes on people. . .and how quickly they fade. One of the guys I had a crush on recently popped up on the side of my facebook and instantly, I was like "he's not as adorable as I thought he was." I guess the attraction faded. Oh well!

• The other is that a few weeks ago, one of my friends made the comment I just need to get over Josie dying. And while I thought that I had (as I also know I do dwell now and then), I also think I'm allowed a few moments here and there to think about her and feel a little sad. Not crying sad. . . but just a twinge of sadness. I mean, it was a year ago, we scattered her ashes. I'm allowed to feel a little sad about that. I knew her for 20+ years. . .I think that deserves some sort of right to feel her loss. It was redeemed though this weekend when I was visiting Megs for her baby shower. Megs asked me how I was doing and how I was doing with all the Josie stuff. That meant a lot and sort of validated my feelings I was having the month earlier. I'm still allowed to feel sad now and then Dammit! :)

• Megs is also an extremely adorable pregnant person. She just has this ball in front of her. Literally. I should state that Megs is about 5'3" and maybe 100lbs. She could also out eat and almost out drink my co-worker who is like 6'4" and 250lbs. She is "blessed" with a super fast metabolism. And while you want to hate her for it, you can't. She called me crying from the bathroom once at a bar because she heard some girl call her anorexic and she had eaten a full pizza, salad, and drank 2 mugs of beer. She tried and tried to get pregnant and the doctor told her to gain weight. She just couldn't. She quit running and everything to no avail in gaining weight. Also because of her fast metabolism, she can't take medicine because her body processes it too quickly. So that means pain pills are useless. I'm soo happy and can't wait to meet the little guy.

• I had one of my friends tell me he was dating someone (this was like over a month ago). . . but he couldn't tell me who it was and he still hasn't told me. WHY even effing tell me you're dating someone. Totally annoying. But I am now passed the point of even bothering to ask him any questions about it because the annoyance was too annoying.

• I also realized how lucky I am to have such wonderful friends and family. I couldn't ask for better people in my life.

• I got to go to Kenny Chesney last night. My friend Sarah bought tickets for me for my birthday. It was the first time in a super long time she and I had just hung out. Kenny was amazing and puts on a great show. Uncle Kracker opened for him (who was also fantastic) and Billy Currington was after him (who was also awesome). And Billy Currington is really good looking. . . so. . . Good dreams for me last night! ;) It was literally 4 1/2 hours of concert and I loved every bit of it.

• Tuesday, there were tornadoes all over and around. . . today. . . we have an inch of snow. Welcome to the predictability of a Midwest Spring!
  

Happy Weekend everyone!

Well. . . at least they're getting better?!?

I have some of the weirdest dreams. I mean. . . in most of them I am a CIA agent circa Sydney Bristow in Alias. And not to toot my own horn, but I was in love with Bradley Cooper before The Hangover. And seriously, whatever happened to Michael Vartan?!? But I digress. . .





This latest dream had me chuckling. And I wish I knew how to copyright my writing. I'm just going to declare it like Creed on the Office "THIS IS COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL."





My past romance dreams have included such old men as Alec Baldwin, Craig T. Nelson, and well. . . I almost hate to admit it in cyberspace. . . but. . . Morgan Freeman. This makes H laugh to no end. . . every time. . .





Based on those guys, you would think that I might have some severe Daddy issues. . . but while dreams are weird. . . it never started out as those guys. . . it was like someone my age and then the next thing I know, it's these guys. It makes no sense. In real life, the oldest guy I have gone out with was 42. And I thought that was SUPER old. And he was a triathlete.





Anyway, luckily this last dream was more age appropriate. Now, I can't even tell you the last movie I saw this guy in. I can't. My Sister's Keeper, perhaps?? I don't know.

That's Jason Patric. He does look kind of older in this picture. I have no idea if it's recent or not.

Anyway, in the dream we started out as co-workers at a University or in some science thing. He and I were professors or something. He had adopted an older mentally challenged kid who was like 18 or something and was often with his mother who was in a wheelchair. Anyway, at one point in my dream we were at a bar where Karaoke was going on and he said "I would marry you right now if you wanted me to." And I said "Right now??" "Yep," he said, "Right now. I just need to hear you say it."

I don't really remember what happened after that, but then the next thing I know I am standing in line at some college thing because there's all these college age students around me, and I hand a girl a note card of some sort and she says "Oh you worked with Professor Martin?" And I said "Yes. " And she said "He is soo hot. I am jealous. I've been trying to take his class just to stare at him all day."

As I am walking away, he's standing in line and I said "I was just told how hot you were. She's standing over there, maybe you could go make her day." And he said "Oh, is she the only one that thinks I'm hot anymore?" And I said "I think it depends on the day." Then he steps out of line and we're in this classroom talking and he's saying things about how it's great to see me and he misses me. And I tell him how I miss him. Then we kiss for awhile. I go back to whatever and he, I think, gets back in line.

The next thing I remember from the dream is walking by a basketball court and he's playing basketball with his adopted son and his Mom's sitting there watching them. I stop and say hi to his Mom and his son. He asks if he could walk me partially to where I was going and apologizes for what happened earlier. And I said "Hey, we just needed to get it out of our system. We needed closure or something" and he said "Yeah. You're right." Then he says "Except that I'd still marry you right now if you'd let me." Then we kiss again and I wake up.

It was a fantastic dream.

I wish my real love life would be like that. I also think it would make a good movie. Obviously the dream spanned like years. . . but my retelling. . . 5 minutes. I am sure I left some things out. I do remember waking up in this awesome mood.

Happy St Patrick's Day!!

I'm wearing my "Kiss me I'm Iowish" shirt as we speak!

You CAN learn something every day!

If I could give you one piece of wisdom or advice. . . it's going to be what I'm about to say.

I just read it in an article and if it's true. . . I have just helped you all out.

I was always a firm believer in drinking a Coca-Cola--(I'm talking a real coke, no diet) when I was hungover. For the most part, this always made me feel better. I had other people tell me the same thing. So I thought, hey, maybe it's a real cure. I mean, I could just not drink and then I wouldn't have to worry about that whole thing whatsoever. . . but who wants to do that??? And I'm told how much more fun I am drunk.

Anyway, apparently researchers tested the extract of this vegetable to human liver cells and it produces more of the enzyme that your liver uses to rid your body of the alcohol to begin with!!

So. . . what is that vegetable you ask?? Asparagus. ASPARAGUS.

I don't know about you. . . but I already feel better after I eat asparagus. I mean, my pee smells, but my body naturally feels better.

I mean, asparagus is already considered a major cleansing and healing vegetable because it's high in antioxidants. They say eating asparagus every day can help ward off cancer and help aid in heart disease. It's high in folate (folic acid) and potassium. And folic acid is great for pregnant women. And asparagus is a good source of Vitamin C and a good source of fiber. I mean really, asparagus??

So. . . not only does asparagus help me with protecting my body. . . it can cure my hangover!

I mean granted, I'm hit or miss when it comes to having a hangover, but when I do. . . I'm really going to make sure that I have asparagus in an omelet or something!! :)

The More You Know!!! (Picture me with a wand or something circa mid-90s NBC)

Odds and Ends

First things first: Charlie Sheen has completely lost it. I have always been a Charlie Sheen fan since his really brief appearance in Ferris Bueller's Day Off. And I loved him in Lucas. I really liked him in Spin City. I liked how he never pretended to be someone he wasn't. He was always open with his drug use and his love of hookers. But now, I'm pretty sure he's lost it. I don't watch Two and Half Men a lot, but I did catch a recent episode, and he looked unhealthy. Oh and he's pretty much spouting "crazy".



Secondly, my Dove Chocolate saying the other day, I think really helped me.

It said "Happiness is in the heart, not in the circumstances." Thank you Dove Chocolate for being so profound. Granted, the one I had before that said "You are Delicious" and I contemplated using that as my new pick up line. I do know some pretty delicious people out there.



My parents took Butch back to IL with them yesterday. It was soo sad when I came home yesterday and he wasn't there. And all of his stuff was gone. When I got back from my friend's house, it was even more sad since he wasn't there to cuddle with me. I texted one of my guy friends that and he offered to come over and snuggle with me in his place. I told him he would have to curl up into a tiny ball right next to me, so it might not be the most conducive sleeping situation for him. For some reason, my roommate doesn't jump up and down in excitement when I come home either. She did say that she would do that if I wanted her to, but she drew the line at humping other dogs like Butch did. Ohhh how he loved to hump other dogs. :)



If I could guarantee another dog would have the same chill demeanor that Butch does, I would get a dog in a heart beat. But alas, I don't know another dog (especially a Yorkie) that was soo calm and overall a pretty good dog like he was. Granted, while he loved to play Fetch, he doesn't exactly get the part of Fetch where you bring the toy back. He goes and gets it and then runs behind you and plays with it. haha!

I also have a mystery on my hands. Someone commented on my blog anonymously. . . and they called me by the name my family does. And I can't figure out who it is. Thank you for the advice though!

Other than that. . .all is well. . . :)