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A. Age: 24
B. Bed size: King
C. Chore you hate: Dishes.
D. Dogs: Cora & Roxy, 2 years old
E. Essential start to your day: Brush my teeth and tame my unruly hair, bright red lipstick and we're ready to go.
F. Favorite colour: purple.
G. Gold or silver: white gold
H. Height: 5’4''
I. Instruments you play: piano, barely
J. Job title: Volunteer & Outreach Coordinator/Ramp Coordinator/Events Coordinator
K. Kids: none.
L. Live: in my hometown with the boy.
M. Mom’s name: Judy
N. Nicknames: Lay, Lola, Leola, Raylene (dont ask), Gully
O. Overnight hospital stays: 0
P. Pet peeve: I hate bad spelling and grammar; i hate bad drivers; i hate bitchy women; i hate cold food at restaurants because then I have to send it back and I'm the betch because you didn't cook it right.
Q. Quote from a movie: "Life if not black and white. If you insist on that, you'll be very unhappy." The Last Kiss
R. Right or left handed: right
S. Siblings: three older sisters.
T. Time you wake up: 7:15-7:30 am
U. Underwear: I like the funny Torrid ones. I have owl ones and today I'm wearing some that have a ghost on them and they say, "I got BOOOty" bahaha
V. Vegetables you dislike: most.
W. What makes you run late: Traffic, hitting the snooze button too much, not finding my keys or shoes
X. X-Rays you’ve had: a few
Y. Yummy food you make: I cook a lot. I make some serious soups, dips, casseroles. yummmo
Z. Zoo- favorite animal: i like monkeys and giraffes and elephants and sometimes the peacocks.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Incompetence at its FINEST. (RANT)
What a freaking day. Today was a day of incompetence on many levels.
Let's start with our accountant. Adam filed his 2009 taxes late and so they basically did 2009 and then 2010 a couple of months later. We purchased a house in May, 2010. The accountant- who didn't call us back for several months and we essentially had to FIRE him before he'd return our calls- filed on December 9, 2010. We've been waiting for our tax return since. In December, I mentioned to Adam that I thought it was strange that our accountant filed the Homebuyer's Credit ($8000) for 2009, but I figured that it had to do with some pending IRS things going on (it's a long story). Recently, as our homebuyer credit is still not here, I started asking questions. Adam FINALLY called the accountant. He said, "You know more than I do, but why would we have filed it in 2009 for a house we purchased in 2010?" The accountant's reply: "Uh, uh, we did." Adam said, "We did what?" His reply... "Uh, I need to do some uh, checking and get back to you." it's been 48 hours, no call. I told Adam to call the IRS directly because it sounds like this guy royally screwed us.
Then I went to Office Depot to buy a new digital camera. 2 weeks ago when I was there, I had picked one out (about $200) and the sales guy had talked it up. We get up there to purchase it, and he says, "Oh, it's not in stock." After conversing with his boss, we found out that the reason it's not in stock is because it's been DISCONTINUED. I asked him, "WHY in the world would you have something still on display if it's been discontinued?" He said he didn't know and the new display would be up "early next week". Well I went back the next week, and have called twice since then, and they said it would be up today. It's not. Now I need a new digital camera for a work event and I'm SOL.
Following Office Depot, I went to a small printing shop in Warrensburg. First of all, I will never go back there after this time because the owner is a pervy dude that was really drunk on New Years Eve and wouldn't stop staring at my cleav and Adam had to turn around and have some words with him. (I just realized this today). 2 weeks ago I ordered 4 plaques to be made. The salesgirl said, "When do you need these by?" I said, "As soon as possible, but no later than the 13th." She said, "Well, the due date will be the 12th." I said, "That's fine, but i need them to be finished BY THAT DATE because I have a ceremony that day and have to have the plaque." I called yesterday, she said they had a "large order" and it would be done by the due date, today, after 3:00. I went in at 3:30 and after she gave me a funny look when I told her I was there to pick up, she said, "Oh, those aren't done. When do you need them by?" I said, "I HAVE to have them by tomorrow, no exceptions". She replied, "Oh okay, well they will be done". (I swear if this isn't done some heads are gonna roll).
As I returned to my office, I couldn't find a parking spot, because we share our office with Missouri Probation and Parole, which means that we have a lot of unsavory, dirty and creepy people lurking around our office and cars five days a week. Today, Tuesday, is Sex Offender Check In Day, where all of the Sex Offenders in the county (all 114 of them) have to check in at some point. Which means that we don't get parking spots, because their 1973 rusted beaters are rumbling in OUR spots. I have more class than to park in the Handicapped spots, but they sure as eff dont! They don't mind pulling their greasy cars right into the spot that's clearly marked "HANDICAPPED ACCESSIBLE $50- $300 FINE".
/end rant. What a flippin day.
Let's start with our accountant. Adam filed his 2009 taxes late and so they basically did 2009 and then 2010 a couple of months later. We purchased a house in May, 2010. The accountant- who didn't call us back for several months and we essentially had to FIRE him before he'd return our calls- filed on December 9, 2010. We've been waiting for our tax return since. In December, I mentioned to Adam that I thought it was strange that our accountant filed the Homebuyer's Credit ($8000) for 2009, but I figured that it had to do with some pending IRS things going on (it's a long story). Recently, as our homebuyer credit is still not here, I started asking questions. Adam FINALLY called the accountant. He said, "You know more than I do, but why would we have filed it in 2009 for a house we purchased in 2010?" The accountant's reply: "Uh, uh, we did." Adam said, "We did what?" His reply... "Uh, I need to do some uh, checking and get back to you." it's been 48 hours, no call. I told Adam to call the IRS directly because it sounds like this guy royally screwed us.
Then I went to Office Depot to buy a new digital camera. 2 weeks ago when I was there, I had picked one out (about $200) and the sales guy had talked it up. We get up there to purchase it, and he says, "Oh, it's not in stock." After conversing with his boss, we found out that the reason it's not in stock is because it's been DISCONTINUED. I asked him, "WHY in the world would you have something still on display if it's been discontinued?" He said he didn't know and the new display would be up "early next week". Well I went back the next week, and have called twice since then, and they said it would be up today. It's not. Now I need a new digital camera for a work event and I'm SOL.
Following Office Depot, I went to a small printing shop in Warrensburg. First of all, I will never go back there after this time because the owner is a pervy dude that was really drunk on New Years Eve and wouldn't stop staring at my cleav and Adam had to turn around and have some words with him. (I just realized this today). 2 weeks ago I ordered 4 plaques to be made. The salesgirl said, "When do you need these by?" I said, "As soon as possible, but no later than the 13th." She said, "Well, the due date will be the 12th." I said, "That's fine, but i need them to be finished BY THAT DATE because I have a ceremony that day and have to have the plaque." I called yesterday, she said they had a "large order" and it would be done by the due date, today, after 3:00. I went in at 3:30 and after she gave me a funny look when I told her I was there to pick up, she said, "Oh, those aren't done. When do you need them by?" I said, "I HAVE to have them by tomorrow, no exceptions". She replied, "Oh okay, well they will be done". (I swear if this isn't done some heads are gonna roll).
As I returned to my office, I couldn't find a parking spot, because we share our office with Missouri Probation and Parole, which means that we have a lot of unsavory, dirty and creepy people lurking around our office and cars five days a week. Today, Tuesday, is Sex Offender Check In Day, where all of the Sex Offenders in the county (all 114 of them) have to check in at some point. Which means that we don't get parking spots, because their 1973 rusted beaters are rumbling in OUR spots. I have more class than to park in the Handicapped spots, but they sure as eff dont! They don't mind pulling their greasy cars right into the spot that's clearly marked "HANDICAPPED ACCESSIBLE $50- $300 FINE".
/end rant. What a flippin day.
Friday, April 8, 2011
I stand with Planned Parenthood.
I'm just going to come right out and say it: I am SO sick of this government/politics/shutdown/Republican/Democrat mudslinging. SICK OF IT. I'm also sick of getting on Facebook and hearing people pointing fingers and blaming people when really a lot of the time they're just reading -and reposting- other ignorant status updates. While the government budget has a lot to do with many issues, one that is huge- is the defunding of Planned Parenthood. So I'm going to speak out for PP, in my little section of the interwebs, and maybe some doubters will actually look at it and say, "hmm, interesting, maybe I should put down my dagger." Probably not, but hey, let's give it a shot, shall we?
I am a big advocate of comprehensive sex education because it works. I am 24 years old, not a virgin (sorry to anyone that still was holding on to a shred of hope that I was/am) and have never been pregnant. Part of the reason for my non child bearing is because my mother took me to my first gyno appt when I told her that I was considering doing the deed. She went with me and put me on the Pill.
There were periods of time where I was without insurance, but I continued to need The Pill, so I went to PP. Planned Parenthood had several nurse practioners that were frank, nice, and treated me like a HUMAN BEING. I have had several nurses at my doctor's office that would look down on me for being unmarried and seeking contraception, but not at PP.
When I was 20 years old, I had my first of several abnormal paps come back. PP discovered it. Because I went to them, and because I could go to them and afford a pap smear even without insurance. I could afford The Pill. I could afford tests and treatments that I needed. Without PP, I may have not realized that I had bad cells until it was too late.
PP gets a lot of talk about abortions, but out of their total services, abortions only count for 3% of what they do. They do education, paps, STD testing, the morning after pill, vaccinations, treatments, and yes, abortions.
Simply put: I have never become pregnant because I didn't want to. Because I protected myself. I chose to be proactive instead of reactive. I'm not saying that all unexpected pregnancies are unwanted or mistakes- most are blessings! I'm just saying, I didn't ever want to be in the position where I was a broke college student and worried about how I was going to feed my child.
So here I am: I support Planned Parenthood, and I've never had an abortion. That seems strange, huh? No. Because Planned Parenthood is way more than just abortions.
I am a big advocate of comprehensive sex education because it works. I am 24 years old, not a virgin (sorry to anyone that still was holding on to a shred of hope that I was/am) and have never been pregnant. Part of the reason for my non child bearing is because my mother took me to my first gyno appt when I told her that I was considering doing the deed. She went with me and put me on the Pill.
There were periods of time where I was without insurance, but I continued to need The Pill, so I went to PP. Planned Parenthood had several nurse practioners that were frank, nice, and treated me like a HUMAN BEING. I have had several nurses at my doctor's office that would look down on me for being unmarried and seeking contraception, but not at PP.
When I was 20 years old, I had my first of several abnormal paps come back. PP discovered it. Because I went to them, and because I could go to them and afford a pap smear even without insurance. I could afford The Pill. I could afford tests and treatments that I needed. Without PP, I may have not realized that I had bad cells until it was too late.
PP gets a lot of talk about abortions, but out of their total services, abortions only count for 3% of what they do. They do education, paps, STD testing, the morning after pill, vaccinations, treatments, and yes, abortions.
Simply put: I have never become pregnant because I didn't want to. Because I protected myself. I chose to be proactive instead of reactive. I'm not saying that all unexpected pregnancies are unwanted or mistakes- most are blessings! I'm just saying, I didn't ever want to be in the position where I was a broke college student and worried about how I was going to feed my child.
So here I am: I support Planned Parenthood, and I've never had an abortion. That seems strange, huh? No. Because Planned Parenthood is way more than just abortions.
Monday, April 4, 2011
How to Break Up With Your Best Friend- a Tutorial
In December, my best friend and I broke up. It wasn’t our first break up, it was probably our 100th+. We were toxic together, yet we hung on to each other because at times, we were all each other had. I loved him for 7 years, through deaths and heartbreak and high school and college, and we always had each other’s back.
He was my first real boyfriend, and I met him when I was 16 years old. We dated, on and off, for four years. We understood each other, but fought a lot. We broke up for good in 2007: Officially, anyway. He spent the next two years trying to win me back. He hadn’t let go but I had let go of those feelings for him in 2007. He was still a friend, but not my significant other. We did have this strange attachment to each other and were closer than most exes are. I believe that this is the worst way to end things: You don’t get closure or severance. He was still in my life, watching- never silently- as I dated other guys. In 2009 when I met Adam, our relationship took a sharp turn for the worse.
He was hurt that I moved on for good. He still tried to win me back. When he tried to move on, I discouraged it. I was being very selfish but we both were. There were so many things that we fought about, we were really mean to each other. My life was growing in a different direction; I was a college graduate, working my first post-college job in my career field, and he was still struggling to finish while working at a movie theater. I talked about buying a house and getting a dog; he talked about the newest Youtube sensation and upcoming video games coming out. I became frustrated with our relationship. I knew it was time to say goodbye.
He had started dating a new girl, and their relationship started the same pattern as ours; breakups, get back together… I cautioned him against this. He ignored me. And stopped calling. I lashed out. Weeks went by without speaking. I cried at night, I missed him so much.. But what did I miss? Our fights? No. Our talks? Not really. What I missed was that safe friend that adored me, that always understood what I was saying. Our inside jokes and memories from the past.
In February, he called to tell me that he was getting engaged. I told him that I thought he was rushing; he said it was already done. She knew and they had a date set. I knew there wasn’t anything I could say that would make him think twice. We haven’t talked since that night.
My birthday was last week. For the first time in 8 years, he didn’t call me, or reach out. I struggled with this, but realized that it was really the end. I know that I’m stronger and healthier without him in my life, but there are moments that I miss him. People come in and out of your life, but what I’ve realized is that not everyone is meant to stay forever. You have to let them go- you can’t chase after them.
I'm healing, quicker than I expected, from this. Someone leaving your life after a decade is never easy, but I'm a better person because of it. It's as if a burden was lifted from my heart. No more fights or screaming matches; no more facebook unfriending. No. More. Drama.
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