Serenity ... What's That?

Monday, January 31, 2005

Well, it's not what *I* call them ...

Your Boobies' Names Are: Betty and Veronica

Sunday, January 30, 2005

You are what you choose to be

I recently told a friend that some days you're the car and some days you're the bug. On that particular day I was most definitely the big, squished, green guts oozing bug on a windshield going at least 90.
The days after that were much better. Who knows why?
I guess at some point you have to look to your future and what you want it to be. You realize that you can't change certain things and that after everything has been done and said and the results aren't what you wanted - well, you just have to dust yourself off and continue on. And thank Heaven for the experience you were given. The depth of feeling and the unbreakable friendship you crafted and will continue to share.
Disappointment is a fact of life, but not one that has to keep you in the dust. Wallowing is not an option. There comes a point when you just *know* that what you're doing, as hard as it is, is the right thing to do.
It can suck, but it's got to be done.
Then you get to have a pity party for like six seconds and up you must go again.
Because one never knows what the future holds, what hope and fun is around the next corner.
The only way to find out, is to make the decision to turn.

Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Circle of Trust

I work in a very deadline oriented business and while it's lots of fun, it can be incredibly stressful too. Lucky for me I thrive on that sort of challenge.
Even luckier I work with some of the coolest people on the planet. They keep me laughing, honest and (mostly) sane. We're all huddled together in one room - granted, it's a fairly big room and we're not rubbing bosom buddies or anything - but one room and five very loud people can make for some psychotic episodes.
Chris G is "da man" - a rocker, wild artist and totally awesome guy. He's my callipygian which means possessor of beautiful buttocks. We used to be plebians and just call him sweet ass, but we got this one in a word-of-the-day kind of thing and it stuck. Check him and his band out Feb 11 at the Dallas Music Fest in Deep Ellum!!
He shares his ofical (affectionately known as the double-wide) with Martha. A crazier girl, I doubt I've ever encountered. And violent. Holy moly, she's eeeeeevil (but in a totally good way!) Also known as black mamba, this sassy girl will have you laughing constantly. Watch out for those flying markers though, she's been known to take an eye out. And ask her about Ween.
Gina and I share a brain, especially the dirty thoughts. I've learned a lot from her. She's been a lifesaver to me more than once. Funny, sassy and the coolest cucumber on the planet! She'll show you how to look at every sitauation with incredible objectivity - then tell you how to make it reallllly dirty!!
Patrick is my Catholic Irishman and a damn fine one at that! A fine Catholic (what'd you think I meant? Have you ever seen his wife? She's smokin' hot!) Patrick has an affinity for Spongebob, peculiar humor and does the single best Carl from Caddyshack impression ever. EVER!!!!
Yale (he's my boss) doesn't sit with us. He's confined to the bowels of the "other side" but he's a hoot and a half himself. You should see what he brought in today. He SAID it was a massager, but the ones I have that look like that and move like that are called Bobs... :)
Anyway, more than you needed to know, but these people are my circle of trust. What cool, cool peeps I have.
All within easy throwing distance. And we do. Frequently.

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

The Demented Pull of Reality TV

If you're addicted to Reality TV, raise your remote! And tonight features two of my all time favorites - American Idol and Celebrity Poker Showdown.
I can't sing - though I inflict my family quite often. Especially my poor mother (Hi Mom!) when we're in the car. Think trapped. No way out. Automatic locks! Of course, I must add that Mom can whip out a mean rendition of In The Still of the Night! And she's an originator of the misheard lyrics phenom. Way, way, way, way back in 50-something France, she thought Buddy Holly was singing Baby Shoes instead of Peggy Sue.
Hey, it's better than a douche in the night!
As for poker, I'm learning how to play from my ultra-cool big brother (Hi Christopher!). And he doesn't even cheat me. Really! I went to his house for a real, cash only poker night with the guys and promptly got crowned the chip bully. Coolness...
Off to flip channels. Amazing Race 6 is on, too!

Monday, January 24, 2005

Wow, so this is the world of blog

A good friend of mine (Hi Patrick!) first introduced me to blogs. I found myself hooked. They're great little snapshots into the minds of very, very interesting individuals. But I never figured I'd do one. I'm a little too open about things. (Read - can't shut up or what the heck did she just say?!).
But alas, here I am. Creating a blog.
A little about me ... My name is Jennifer. I'm a writer. Okay, a wanna be writer. Seriously pursuing suits me fine. I've written 10 different manuscripts and can't begin to tell you how many rejections I've had. I target romance. A minor aside to rant here: There's a line out there specifically targeting the 20 somethings that touts itself as the end all be all super sexy read. Coolness. Sounds like fun, since I love to read and write said sexy stuff. Did you know you could get rejected for being too sexy?! Huh, me either!
Where was I besides blathering ...
I'm a single mom raising an 11 year old going on 35. Seriously. Trust me, you'll read a lot about Connor in this blog. He's my favorite thing in the world. My current great story about him involves Connor, his dad and a movie. Few weeks ago, dad calls to tell me he's taking the kiddo to the movies. I, being the curious (read nosy!) mom that I am, naturally asked what movie.
Team America.
'Scuse me? Team America?! No!!
But after much debate and denial, dad, new wife (whom I adore - I get custody of her if they divorce) and kiddo go to see Team America.
Connor's commentary? Funny. Inappropriate, but funny.
Gotta love it. The new tagline running around the house is "Why not? He's seen Team America!"
Okay, I'll stop. For now. :)
I'll just put this up there and see if it sticks.
Go easy on me, now ... I'm a newbie!