A funny for you

Just so you don't hate me!!!

Last night my friend Sarah and I went to this quaint Italian restaurant I've been wanting to try that her and her hubby go to all the time. Sarah's husband has been out of town for 1.5 weeks now for work and will be gone another 1.5 weeks, so we're getting in a lot of girl time! haha!! She's flying out to see him this weekend though and can't wait!

Anyway, we went to this FANTABULOUS place. I loved it. I burnt the roof of my mouth on the Parmesan artichoke dip but it was well worth it! Anyway, it's a small place and the owner (Who is young and even probably my age and cute) comes and basically talks to all the patrons. He stopped by our table as we were deep in conversation and never really sat down with us, but always asked how we were. Anyway, when we left he walks us out and asks if we enjoyed ourselves. . .

Me: It was great! I loved it! I'm a first timer! I'll definitely be back!!
Owner: Thanks! I'm glad to hear it! See you soon!
Sarah: You popped her cherry!
Owner: YES!! (With crazy fist pump, wide eyes, and funny scrunched up face)

And this was all as I was walking past him out the door. Can anyone say awkward?!?

I am here. . .

I hate being busy. . . that's all I have. . . no excuses though. (Wait. . . that is an excuse. . . SUE ME!!)

I did not get swept away by the floods! Thank goodness! Thanks PJ for caring! I did get evacuated though, which wasn't too scary considering I didn't realize the reason why we were getting evacuated. I thought they were slightly concerned. . . I didn't realize they were predicting the water to crest a foot and a half over the levees!! Oops!!

I do have many a stories for you all.

Things for you to think about that I will hopefully get to writing this weekend if my friend doesn't come and visit:
1) My IL friends' visit
2) Me and wine rep guy
3) Dean Cain (Oh wait did I say I wasn't going to talk about him anymore?? Not sure, but really it's amazing I was blinded for sooo long)
4) My awesome reverse farmer's tan
5) Golden Circle Games
6) The floods

I am alive. . . yes. . .

I've been GONE for what seems forever. . . and right now I am recuperating from my friends' visit. . . it's going to be a long recovery process. . . :)

I'm sure stranger things have happened. . .

Maybe, maybe not?!? I think strange things just HAPPEN to me! I am aware of this people!! :)

So. . . I guess Dean and I are trying the friends thing. But it is hard. I mean HARD. He called Tuesday afternoon and I thought was just making small talk and asked what I was up to that night and I of course said "Oh nothing." This is when he asked "So, you want to go out to eat and hang out then??" I walked right into it. I did. And it's not that I don't want to hang out with him anymore. I do. And I think now that I realized I'm over him, the hanging out is easier.

Until. . .

He gets his money out in anticipation for the check (the amount he feels will cover the whole thing). Then when the check comes I get my money out all speedy, and he ends up putting that money away and getting out smaller money to pay the bill. We ate Mexican and as most Mexican places are here in town, you pay at the counter. So the fact that I got my money out then and there says something. I never do it. I get out the tip maybe, but not the money. He could have said "I got this." But I let him get lunch not too long ago and I probably shouldn't have. And usually when we would go out to eat, he would get the meal and I would get the tip. That's how we work. That's how we used to work anyway.

Anyway, we are leaving and he asks to go shopping. Shopping?!? Well now I think we're starting to cross back over to the weird zone. So what do we do?? We go to Gordman's. On the way there I'm telling him that I do need new perfume because I'm trying out scents and this one that I'm wearing I think smells like cotton candy on my skin. He smells it and agrees and I say "See?!? I need a new perfume then. I mean what if someone becomes hungry and just decides to take a bite out of my arm??" Now in most instances, say a year ago-6 months ago even-I would have been mortified at my one funny (in my own way) comment. And he just laughs and says that that would probably be bad if that happened. So we go and decide what perfume I should get and then smell colognes and determine what he should get. (He decided to not get cologne at this time, in case you were wondering.) I then help him pick out t-shirts and socks--the reason he wanted to go shopping. I also help him look at dress shirts but he can't remember his neck size, so he doesn't buy any. (Now, had I ever actually strangled him, I could have told him his neck size, but that was only pure fantasy.)

We then go back to my house to watch tv and hang out. To which, when I go to the restroom, he automatically sits on the couch and takes control of the remote. I ask him if he wants some angel food cake and he says "No, if I want some, I can just eat some of yours." There we go. . . back to weird. . . Which he did. . . off of my fork. . . and I acted like it was an airplane. Yes, he's three. :)

This is where my coolness comes in (again). . . I'm in my kitchen putting our dishes away when he looks at the time and figures he best be going. (It was 10:30ish!) So we make some more small talk and he holds his arm up for approximately, oh, 30 seconds, to which he gives me a really funny look, and I say "Oh, you want a hug!" And as he hugs me he says "Why wouldn't I want a hug? We usually hug goodbye."

Now, I guess. . . that's normal. . .friends hug goodbye. However, there was no drinking involved. No deep philosophical discussions. No nothing. I usually always hug my girlfriends goodbye, but not always my guy friends. It was. . . well weird. . . But at least I don't have feelings anymore or again! Right?? Right???

Things people should think about before saying them.. .

So I was telling my father that Gramps was pretty grumpy on Saturday when I was with him and you know what my father does?!?

He TELLS Gramps when he talked to him yesterday that he heard he was grumpy on Saturday and Gramps says "yeah I guess so."

I said "DAD, What were you thinking?!? Why'd you tell Gramps I said that?!?" and my father says "Well he doesn't know it was you that told me."

And I said, "Really?!? Who else hangs out with him as much and talks to you as much as I do. Good call A-hole. Good call. I'm pretty sure you don't appreciate it when we call you a grump."

To which my father replies "Well I'm never a grump." Okay. . .Father. . .Whatever you say. . . Whatever you say. . .

Deep Thoughts by Idea #527. . .

Sometimes I think that well. . . I might be too nice to people and then I prove myself right.


My Grandpa can be extremely grumpy sometimes and yet I drive up an hour and half to see him all the time (now only twice a month because of the gas prices as opposed to every weekend I am here). And when I tell my Dad he's grumpy, dad says to quit visiting him. However, my dad can be grumpy too, but he doesn't let me quit visiting him.

I think my mom deserves an award for being probably the sweetest lady on earth. She drove 45 minutes at 9:30 at night (and was up at 4am) to go be with my dad, knowing that she had to be up again at 5am to drive back the 45 minutes. NICE LADY. I would have stayed in bed where I already was.

Sometimes even though you have the best intentions and say things that aren't hurtful, people take them seriously. The first time I met one of my good guy friends, I thought he was a Dickhead and last night before our game we were playing True Colors and the question was asked who here is not the person you initially thought they were. Myself and another friend thought he was a dickhead when we first met him and subsequently after getting to know him, I've become good friends with him and realized he's not the person I thought he was. Last night, he couldn't get over the fact I thought he was a dick. Our other guy friend thought he was a big fat douche bag, but he's not nearly as mad about that seeing as that has come out in conversation before.

Why does it feel like just because we aren't weird friends anymore, that we've broken up?? I feel like I'm trying too hard in Dean and my's friendship. Much like when a guy from college and I broke up and months later he showed up at my door wanting to be friends. It was like I trying for a long time to be friends with him. Maybe it just takes time to go back to being good friends again. And before the weirdness began, I didn't try at all. Maybe he feels the same too.

Dean got lost today and called me to help him find his way back. It makes me realize that I shouldn't date someone who can't seem to get himself out of the broad side of a barn. This town is not hard to get around in at all. Plus he's lived here for OVER a year and a half. And lived off of the exit he was supposed to take.

Testing. . . 1. . .2. . . testing. . .

So H told me I need to try out being cool and learn how to link and post. .. So, I'm trying it out. .. we'll see how it goes. . .

Things I figured I would post practice and post: Cool ones only from the Omaha Zoo. . . We'll see how this goes. . . :)

These are the jelly fish. . . I just liked them. . .

Some sort of weird sea horse. . .

This animal almost looked cartoon like. . .

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In the dessert. . .

I actually was super close to this peacock!

Well. .. I tried it. . . Maybe from now on I can link pics too! WAHOO!!!