Anyway, that's not what is really bugging me. Chances in life are what has been weighing on me. As I was watching the NCAA game last night, it really came to fruition since I didn't pick either of those teams in the Finals. I wasn't as invested in the game as in years past when I had great picks for the Tourney. I did want Butler to win, and again, I face disappointment. :( But with everything going on in my life right now, it's amazing how little choices can affect you. Saying "yes" when you should have said "No." Or saying "No" when you should have said "Yes." I think my life is full of those moments. The "what ifs" if you will. A few years ago my New Year's Resolution was to say "Yes" to new things. I think I did a good job. I at least enhanced my life a little bit. I'm sure losing a good friend in the process has helped me to put my life in perspective in too many ways to count. (Side note: John moved this weekend out of the place he and Josie shared.)
I'm really trying to not dwell on what happened last week but it still just bothers me. I was told by a friend that I have an innate ability to step outside a situation and see all sides. And how when I'm in a situation that I know is bad, I will be the first to say it. (Whether or not I do anything about it is a different story. My job would be a great example of this. . .) I need to realize that other people don't have this ability. I think that's the hardest part. I can't expect people to behave or react like I would in the same situation. Granted, my way isn't always the best, but I'm also known for my level-headedness so maybe it is a good majority of the time! ;) I think we are all like that in some way I guess.
I think a great weekend always helps put you in a good mood anyway. I also met some really awesome people this weekend. Random strangers who made me just smile and happy about life.
On Friday we went to a fish fry which is like my favorite thing about Lent--Catholic Churches have these everywhere it seems. One of my friends grew up in a small town in Iowa and had never heard of this. I absolutely loved that she said "I assume you don't have to be Catholic to go??" Her fiance's response "No, you don't need to show your denomination card at the door." Hilarious. She even went to Catholic School so I am just surprised they never had them. Maybe I just grew up in a big Fish Fry community.
On Saturday, we went to my favorite bar for my friend's Surprise 30th. As we are waiting for Matt to get to the bar, we get all excited when someone walks in and get ready to yell "Surprise!" only to find out it wasn't Matt and then all say "Ahhhh" to the people who walk in. Now this one guy walks in for the party when this happens and he quips "Way to help with the self-esteem people!" This guy I will state for the record is super cute and apparently has an awesome sense of humor. Later on this couple walks in and we do the same thing and he says "See, now you guys just ruined their whole night too! Probably a first date." Finally Matt arrives and he's super surprised. I don't know why I love surprise parties but I do.
Anyway, later on this guy and I are talking and I make a crack to him about his low self-esteem and it's probably because he's so ugly. (not ugly at all guys. SUPER cute.) And then he says"Great, now you called me fat." And I said "noo. . . I never said fat. I said it's hard because you're soo ugly." Then he said "Great, fat and ugly. You're really making me feel better." So I asked if he wanted to hug it out and he said "Sure" so I get up to hug him and then mess up his hair. . . which really wouldn't move. He then says "Great, I'm already dealing with being ugly and you just mess up my hair." I come to find out later that his Dad is like the CEO of a very large international company that most of my friends (including the bday boy) work for. No one really knew it at the time until someone asked him what his last name was. Too bad I probably completely ruined any chance with him if I had a chance to begin with. I apparently make really bad decisions people. Really BAD.
And why do people always put "fat" and "ugly" together. I think as a fat person, I am kind of cute.
Now if you watch HIMYM you are well aware of the phenomenon called "The Crazy Eyes." I didn't get to witness this first hand although I thought something was amiss. But apparently one of the girl's at the party would laugh but her eyes wouldn't laugh with her. I believe the term my friend used was "Her eyes could kill things just by looking at them." She said she noticed it once and then that was all she could pay attention to when we were all talking. She said she would laugh but her eyes were still piercingly angry. I wish she would have let me in on this that night as opposed to the next day. There were a lot of laughs on Saturday. A lot. I think I would have laughed even more.
I also suffer from a phenomenon called "Diarrhea of the Mouth." If you don't know what that is, come hang out with me when I'm attracted to a guy and can't seem to shut up when I talk to him. I'm a talker anyway, but if there is a guy that I like somewhat. . . I will tell a story and then just keep adding minuscule details and the whole time in my head I keep saying "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!!" but I don't. I mean, I can't tell a short story to save my life anyway, but the diarrhea of the mouth is the worst. I think it's a nervous trait but nonetheless annoying. When I worked at Starbuck's there was a manager at Target who was like 15 years older than me. I often called him a DILF (he was maybe 40 at the time). Anyway, whenever I talked to him it was like I couldn't shut up. He probably thought I was one flighty 25-year-old. This happened to me on Saturday with the hot bartender. It didn't help that he was there partying for his Dad's birthday as well and that he kept buying shots for him and I to do. I wish I could remember all that I said to him but I know I said at least 5 times "Hey I got a new glove. I'll have to come over and we can play catch so I can break it in." He said I should do that as we are almost neighbors but I still can't tell if he was just humoring me. I think this might be one of the moments I need to say "yes" though. :)
It's also allergy season. I'm not sure if you have allergies or not but I am horribly affected by this. I sneeze approximately 10 times in a row. And. . .the only thing that really ever helps me is Tylenol Allergy/Sinus. Guess what was just recalled??? I do use the generic brands but apparently SuperTarget was out of it on Sunday. So I went to Walgreen's yesterday to get it. And thanks to the ingredients in it, I have to swipe my ID and am limited to how many I can buy in a week. Thank you Meth Addicts for that one! I am doing my neti pot too which helps to sleep. There really is nothing like being woken up from a sound sleep with a huge sneeze (and then several more). I think for the time being I should work at an 800-sex line because my voice is perfect for it with it being all raspy and whatnot.
Random funnies:
- Add this to things my Gramps says: We were talking about an older lady friend of his who wanted to date him after my Grandma died. I asked how she was doing and he said she was still with the same guy "Getting her ass spanked I assume". Thank you Gramps for the mental image on that one. And the reason he never dated after Grandma died "[he] listened to a woman tell him what to do for 55 years, why do it for another." Plus, I'm pretty sure my Grandma would be hard to replace considering she did absolutely everything for him. I mean EVERYTHING. And if he did get a lady friend, I'm pretty sure Aunt Ruby would quit bringing him over treats. :)
- On Saturdaya before the surprise party, I stopped at Pizza Hut to bring some to the bar so another friend and I could eat. While in line waiting for pick up, the guy behind me (maybe in his early 60s) says "I'm sorry this is going to sound creepy, but you have really nice hair. It's beautiful." I say "thank you" politely. And then he says "It really is just gorgeous." So I say "Thank you. I actually took the time to do it." And he laughed. :)
- My Dad's birthday was Saturday and my sister and her family came to visit him and Mom as well as our close family friends. Belen is in the early to mid stages of Alzheimer's so her memory isn't obviously all there. Anyway, she absolutely adores my nephew. Well all day she kept asking him how old he was. Apparently after the 2oth time of saying "6" he says "21" without missing a beat. Everyone lost it and Belen just laughed. He is a character. . . which I think he inherits honestly. . .
Thanks for reading my babble. It means a lot! :)
Happy week people! Happy Week!
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