I have so many thoughts in my head, not a great morning, rough start, another bad Starbucks experience. When oh when will I learn? NEVER go to the Starbucks at Campbell and Central in Richardson, TX. I used to love that one, it is where the Irishman and I used to meet during his split shift. We had a lot of good talks and laughs at that Starbucks, but this early morning crew just cannot get it together. I am paying you money! Listen to what I want! Is that really so hard? Never again, lesson totally learned now.
I shall take a moment and breath, relax, release, Whitley Gilbert taught me well, there I feel much better.
Today is my first Friday, I know you all are tired of hearing about that, however I shall never get tired of stating it. Tomorrow will be spent doing laundry and getting ready to go out-of-town Friday. I am going to my Testerman family reunion and I am so excited and nervous.
Yes nervous, these are my real cousins, my real family line, as you all know I was adopted. However I was adopted by my great-aunt and uncle, so I stayed in the family. However, this branch are the ones I grew up with until my aunt and uncle adopted me. I have not seen some since I was 12 years old. Some I have not seen since my grandmothers funeral, some I have not seen in roughly 20 years.
I am most excited to see my cousin Cindy, she was always more like a sister than a cousin. I have missed her greatly and cannot wait to hug her. I know some might think this is crazy, that I have not seen them in so long. Life gets in the way, that is all there is to it, nothing more, nothing less.
This is also Father’s Day weekend, it makes me miss my dad and my grandpa, a lot, they were my male role models. The ones that taught me how men were supposed to treat women. The ones I have been searching for all my life it seems. Since my grandfather and father were brothers in reality, they were so similar. They both had strong morals, both strong Christian men who studied the word of God. They both had a great love of the land and farming, animals and family. I miss them both terribly, I wish I still had them to go to and ask their advice on different matters.
Enough, I am going to make myself cry, way too early and it has been way too horrible of a morning. I have come to a decision, I cannot force myself to watch the Choice, no matter how much I want to support Dean Cain. I have found re-runs of Lois and Clark; the New Adventures of Superman on the HUB, Sunday nights. I will stick with that, at least it is fun-filled, less bimbos and, well, Dean is in tights.
Weekend Update
There was a lot happening this weekend, it all started Friday evening, meeting with Paulina for my Susan G Komen volunteer assignment. I was to be a race monitor, that meant I would have a golf cart, very excited about that, and yes, it was as fun as I thought it was going to be. We met with Sergeant Spears of the Plano police department and she gave us the 411.
Saturday I was at the site at 6:00 a.m., yes, very early on a Saturday, picked up my volunteers and carted them off to their assignments. We had Parkwood; I dropped my people off at the barricades, with instructions not to let anyone in a car onto the race side of the street. I got to drive up and down making sure it was all going ok and there were no issues. I had one mother and daughter team that I dropped off, gave them their instructions and left. I drove back by; they were laying out on the road. I thought surely that is not them getting a tan, or perhaps they thought I meant for them to be human speed bumps, or maybe they had passed out from heat stroke. I stopped asked it all was well and they very happily informed me that they were great. Drove by again, they had moved on to petting a puppy on the opposite side of the barricade. I thought Lord don’t let anyone offer these two some candy, drove back by, they were gone. So if anyone knows what happened to these two, please let me know.
After the volunteer gig, I went to visit Jeffrey and Tessa, great visit, so much fun, I just adore that girl. I cannot believe she will be going to kindergarten in the fall. It just doesn’t seem possible, I remember the day she was born, she has owned my heart since that day.
When the Irishman came home Saturday evening, he said so are you going with me tomorrow? I said what is tomorrow? He looked at me and said I have asked you no less than three times to go with me to see Ireland play in the European playoffs. Of course this was foreign talk to me, however, one thing I understood quite well. Pride. Pride in the place you come from, he was immensely proud that his home country had made it this far in the competition. So I said yes, I would go with him, I am glad I did, it meant a lot to him that I was there with him. The look in his eyes when his team took the field, was very moving, I got a little misty eyed for him. His team did not win, but it was amazing that they had gotten so far to begin with.
That is the end of my exciting, fun filled weekend. Next up, family reunion, I can hardly wait!
Friday, Starbucks and Dean Cain
It has been a strange couple of days, I have had nightmares two nights in a row, the first night was about one of my children. So I do the only thing a mom can do, I text all of them and make them all tell me they are ok. I irritated one as he was asleep, but you know what, I don’t care, I needed to know. So there. They were all fine by the way, but the bad feeling would not go away until I heard from them.
Last night the dream was about me, I was in a house and I had all of the doors locked, however when I went into the garage and got in the car and left someone ran in behind me. I saw him, so I backed out, closed the garage door, went into the back yard and looked in the window. I saw him, the burglar, making himself at home; he was sitting and watching my television! So I yell really loud 911, because that was what I was taught to do in high school. The burglar turns and sees me and gets up and has a machete, and starts to run toward me, I run out of the back gate and jump in the car and before I can drive off I wake up. I was terrified, horrible to wake up without getting away, now I will never know.
So many things happened yesterday, what to address first, well, I’ll go in order, the big meeting. It was a lot of fun, I was not wrong to look forward to it. I do believe they are learning that you praise to success, not berate to mediocrity. The new 2nd level manager and the first level managers gave out kudos and prizes for perfect attendance for the first quarter. The people with the top numbers were recognized as well as new team leads. The only thing that happened that I was sadly disappointed with was a trainer, there was a jeopardy like contest and the contestants were drawn randomly. He was one of them, instead of answering the questions; he was feeding the answers to another contestant. I felt this was inappropriate and unprofessional, this was supposed to be a fun thing, not a cheating thing. He should have answered and let everyone know why he was in a training position. To cheat, sad and wrong.
The rest loved it, we all clapped for our co-workers that won prizes, happy for their recognition, it almost felt like a Mary Kay meeting, I loved it.
The second thing is a not so happy thing, it was the premier of the Dean Cain show, however, I could only stomach about 10 minutes of it, as Dean was not in that segment. I have recorded it and will fast forward to his part, although I don’t even know if I will do that. I can see why I was not considered for this show. The girls are the typical ones you see on the bachelorette or MTV dating shows, more bimbo than nice girl. Of course that seems to be all men want these days, bimbos. Good luck when you procreate with them. Anyway, I don’t think I will be watching this Dean Cain offering as I am sickened by the premise.
On an up note, it is Friday and I am having Starbucks, Venti Passion Tea Lemonade unsweetened of course. So I want everyone to have a fantastic Friday, I hope you enjoy your day and your weekend. Oh I will be volunteering at the Susan G Komen run in Plano tomorrow, I am a race marshal, I can’t wait! Come out and cheer on all of the runners!
Rain = Happiness
So on my day off it rained, and rained and rained, and I loved it, the only thing I love right under snow is rain. I wish it would rain everyday, I would be happy with that.
Tonight is the new show with Dean Cain, I am still smarting over the snub, if he met me he would know that we are destined to be together. Me love you long time. I am still undecided if I am going to watch or not, I may DVR it and then fast forward to just Dean’s parts. That would be the wise thing to do, I would get irritated watching all of that drivel. I am sure it is going to be a bevy of young women who will do anything to date a celebrity. No matter who they are, remember I love Dean for Dean, not for his celebrity. Of course it is his celebrity that brought him to my attention in the first place. Oh damn you double-edged sword.
Today at work should be interesting, out new 2nd level manager has called a meeting of the whole center. In the past these things have never gone well, due to the management style of previous, well, managers. However, I have high expectations for this one, the little I have seen, he seems engaged, connected and sincere. Sincere in his desire to make our center the best it can be, to bring up morale so people will want to be there. I am looking forward to the meeting, will report back.
Well Peeps, I must start my second Monday of the week, Monday/Thursday, yes I am bragging. Till tomorrow then, I shall bid you adieu.
Starbucks, Weight Loss and Friday
I did something horrible yesterday, I fell off the wagon, I had sugar, and while most of you might think its ok to fall off once in a while, it is not ok for me. Yesterday I had a bite of hummingbird cake and of pound cake. Last night I crashed, literally my body crashed from all of the sugar, I went home from work and by 8:30 I was passed out. No Tylenol PM or wine was involved, I promise, it was a sugar crash, I slept hard and woke up feeling like I was coming off a three day binge. Horrible. I am a sugar addict, I cannot have it, I have consequences to eating it, a lot of people don’t and that’s fine but I do.
Dieting is simple in nature, you eat less, exercise and you lose weight, it is not easy, there are pitfalls, and there are temptations everywhere we look. You cannot walk into a store without being assaulted by the temptations of candy, cookies, cakes and pies, they are at the checkout counter, they are when you first walk in. I fight this everyday, yesterday I caved, I fell off the sugar wagon and paid a price. I will not be doing that today, back on the wagon I am. I am angry with myself this morning, I forgot my yogurt at home, every morning I have Greek yogurt and I love it, I forgot it. I did remember my blackberries, but man I need some protein, especially after my binging yesterday. Oh well, I shall persevere.
I am very happy today is my first Friday of the week, I have made a decision, not life changing, however important for me. I have decided to only have Starbucks on the real Friday of the week. The reason for this is I want to keep my relationship with Starbucks special; I also want to keep my wallet somewhat fuller and my waistline slimmer. I love Starbucks and there are healthy choices to be had there, my favorite is a Venti Passion Tea Lemonade unsweetened, so good, so good for you. However, I still love my coffee treats, these days I like them soy milk and low fat, low sugar, but even then they still have a lot of points. I like using my points for other things, so, once a week Starbucks and I will be getting together to cement our relationship.
I hope everyone has a great day, I have great plans for tomorrow, I will be getting my hair done, can’t wait to see Beatrice and hear about her trip to Kenya. Then I will be seeing Thomas Alexander, not many people know this, but I named him after the very first one of my ancestors that came to this country in 1774. I don’t think his dad even knows this, alright peeps I am totally outy!
Make it Happen
Well here we are, another Monday/Thursday for me and it feels kinda fabulous. I am still loving my schedule, I do wish I had a later start time, like 7, but you know what, I am not complaining.
I had a nightmare last night, my BFF died, there were snakes everywhere and then something horrific happened. I can’t even begin to put it into words, let’s just say I hope I never have that dream again. I don’t even know where it came from, out of left field, I didn’t watch anything bad before going to sleep, so I don’t know what to attribute the dream to. Needless to say tonight I will try and direct my dreams elsewhere.
Last night I discovered something amazing, on the HUB, they are showing Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman, from the beginning, every Sunday night. I think you all know what I will be watching, last night was shirtless Dean Cain episode. I thought I had died and gone to heaven, it was as amazing to see now as it was then. Totally held up, I mean you can’t go wrong with a shirtless Dean Cain. Still upset over the dating show.
Friday was Starbucks, yum, today is coffee at home and traveling with me when I leave, I do love my coffee. Is there anything better to start one’s day than an amazing cup of java? I think not, well maybe if I had a maid to bring me said coffee, that would be pretty amazing.
Today’s entry is a short one, I shall sign off on this note, remember to treat each other with respect. When all is said and done, mutual respect is all we have, we are only as good as our word, so go out and make it happen.
The Only Honest Man in Texas
Ok, so, I saw something on twitter that I have to discuss. Some woman tweeted that she had been set up with a man by a friend. Well, this man called her after the date was set up and left her a voicemail. It essentially said that a mutual friend of theirs told him the picture he had been shown of her was old and was told that she had gained a lot of weight. He was canceling the date and wanted her to know up front the reason why. The reason why is that he was sold a bill of goods that was not what they should have been. He was told she looked one way when in fact she was quite the opposite. She then tweeted he was an asshole.
My contention is that he was not, that he was honest, and the friend that tried to set them up together was not honest. This friend should have told him, listen I don’t have an up to date photo of her, but here is one a couple of years old, add fifty pounds. At that point he could have then said I’m sure she is nice, however that is not my type and I am not interested. Instead he had to hear it from someone else and had to be the bad guy call this woman and was honest. Wow, a trait all women say they want, but when it comes right down to it, do we really? I know I do, I can only dream of a day the Irishman is totally honest with me. Tell me if he thinks I am too fat, thin, blonde, brunette, whatever it is that he doesn’t like.
This man was honest! What a concept, he said he didn’t want her to think she had been stood up when he didn’t show. I admire this man, I would love to know who the only honest man in Texas is. We, as women, can only dream of a truly honest man, that says, I don’t like you because you are fat. There I said it, men should be honest, tell a woman that, I don’t like the way you look, you are not my type. As women, we should be equally as honest. I’m sorry I don’t want to date a man who should be wearing a bigger bra size than I am. I don’t like bald men, I don’t like hairy men, I don’t like short men, I don’t like tall men. Think of how wonderful this world would be if we were all honest with each other.
So hat’s off to the only honest man in Texas, you keep telling all those women what you don’t like about them! Eventually you will meet one that has everything you want. As for the woman who had gained all that weight, I hope she learns from this, and realize she is single, if she wants to date, and date men who want women a certain way, then she has to be that way. Otherwise meet a man who likes someone who is overweight. It is that simple.
Urban Cowboy Ponderings
So today is my second Friday of the week and I could not be happier, I am thinking it is a Starbucks kind of morning. How do you all get your Friday started?
Well Yesterday I got it out of my system regarding Dean Cain, I am still not happy with the situation, I am still waiting for him to come to his senses, fly to Texas and take me on a date. I have been waiting almost 20 years. If I wait much longer I am going to be using a walker.
So I was watching Urban Cowboy and I realized that I am much more sympathetic to Pam, the “home wrecker”, but I realized something. She is not the home wrecker, Bud is, Bud had a choice, he could be loyal and faithful to Sissy, or he could go home with someone else and have sex with them. He is the one that betrayed his marriage, then of course Sissy did as well, it was just one big mess. Which in the end we all know they forgave each other and Pam came clean about Sissy cleaning the trailer. Lord have mercy. One wonders if every woman who has sex with a man who is otherwise taken has feelings of guilt. In today’s society, I doubt it, it seems no one has any morals anymore. And yes, I know I was just talking about dating Dean Cain while engaged to someone else. However, and it is a big however, Dean Cain is in my pre-nup. So there.
I think I need a weekend to recover from my weekend of doing nothing, how crazy is that, I do think that I am going to have some wine and sominex tomorrow night. I am telling you that is the best combination EVER. I may do that every Friday. I slept so good, all night and didn’t wake up until 9:00 am. Anyone who knows me, knows that is incredibly unusual. I am an early morning person, on my days off, I am up at 6 to 7 am, so to sleep till 9 was incredibly strange.
I hope everyone has a great day and if anyone reads me that knows Dean, tell him I said “call me”.
Open Letter to Dean Cain
It is storming here in North Texas, it fits my mood, I am very dark today, angry, livid really, something has come to light that I feel the need to get off my chest. So here goes, an open letter to Dean Cain.
Dear Dean,
I have been your biggest fan since 1993, the first time I saw you on Lois and Clark, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I told all of my friends, you have to see this show; this man is the prettiest man I have ever seen in my entire life. It didn’t hurt that you were playing my childhood hero, and filling out the blue suit very nicely. I sung your praises to anyone that would listen, then the show went off the air, I even watched Ripley’s Believe or Not, just for you!
I followed your career, watching every show you were on, telling everyone, Dean Cain is on tonight, whether it be Law and Order SVU or Hope and Faith, I watched them all. I was incredibly grateful you never did Dancing with the Stars, as I loath that show. But for you, I would have recorded it and watched your parts. And yes, I would have voted for you. Thank you for not making me do that.
But now, Dean, now, I find out you are doing a dating show! On Fox! Seriously? How did this even happen? I mean, how did I not know? How did I, your biggest fan, not get to try out for this show? Is it my age? Is it the fact I am currently engaged? Well, don’t let that stop you from having me vie for your affection. My fiancé, the Irishman, has said that he would step aside for me to have a date with you. I think he was placating me, but that is beside the point. If it is my age, please do not let that stop you as you are also at this point, out of my age range. Dude you are getting older, still the prettiest man on the planet earth. But let’s be honest here, how much longer can that last? Well, ok, you live in Hollywood, a long time.
I will watch your new show, as I am a loyalist, however I will be yelling at the TV, crying that it is not me, and sadly disappointed that you have decided to go the route of reality TV. I have always pointed out to everyone that you never did reality TV. I am so beyond sad and disappointed. I can only hope at this point you do not choose a skank and actually choose someone who is semi normal and kind of respectable. Let’s face it; the show is on Fox, not exactly synonymous with class.
Sincerely,
Angie
Life Changing Decisions
Yesterday I received a save the date card for a wedding, the groom is someone I have known since he was 3 years old. I just sat and stared at it for a long time, how could he have grown up so fast? How did he become old enough to get married? He was an adorable child and has grown into an incredible young man. He is a credit to his parents, hard-working, intelligent, well-mannered and ambitious. I hope his bride to be and her kin appreciate the kind of person that is marrying into their family.
Still the whole thing has brought home how fast time is going by, my own children are adults, making adult decisions. Mostly without my input, and doing a fantastic job of it I might add. I know I have said it before, and I will say it a million times after, I am amazed by them, proud of them and wish I could take full credit for them. However I cannot, they are their own beings, full of life.
With time passing it makes one reflective of their own life, I am no different, I often wonder if I have done anything that has made a difference in anyones life. If I have influenced anyone to do the right thing or make a decision that they would not have made otherwise. I have had the privilege of having had wonderful influences in my life, my grandparents, my mom and dad, my great-aunt Effie, my friends and yes even my children. If you have had someone influence your decision-making for the better I would love to hear your story. Also if someone has made a difference in your life, I would also love to hear that story.
Most of the time I believe we, as humans, are not aware of the influences around us, that we make these life changing decisions without pondering the aftermath of said decision. We blithely go through life never fully realizing how our actions affect others, I wonder how different would things be if we all took the time to really ponder our choices. Make more informed decisions, think before we act, ponder before speaking. What world we would live in then.
I urge you all to take a day, consciously make the choice to really think about things before deciding, well anything. I hope you will all let me know the outcome of our experiment.
Angie World 