When Harry Met Sally

The movie “When Harry Met Sally” is definitely a classic, but it is one of those movies that had to grow on me. I didn’t dislike it the first time I saw it, but have learned to appreciate it more the older I get.

I haven’t seen it in several years, but it was on TV last night and I was in serious need of some vegging by time it came on. What’s really scary is that I’m finding there are parts of the movies that seem to mirror my own. Not sure how I feel about that. I’m not so much able to relate to Sally’s character traits…though then again, maybe I am the worst kind. I’m high maintenance but I think I’m low maintenance. It’s more her place in life and her relationship with Harry.

Anyway, in tribute to that, here is a line from one of my favorite scenes in the movie:


"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night." – Harry

Look here for even more great quotes from the movie (I’ll apologize now for the occasional bad word).

Oh, and watch this and this! Definately two of the best scenes in the movie.

You want to rent it now, don’t you? It will be on Lifetime this evening if you want to bypass the movie store. ;o)

The Art of Non-Dating

Dating is not something I have ever been good at. I’m sure there are a lot of reasons for it, but we’ll save that for another post.

Non-dating on the other hand, I seem to be getting quite good at. I’ve found that everyone has a slightly different definition of “non-dating”, but here is mine: “non-dating” is when a guy picks you up at your house, opens the car door for you, and takes you to out to either dinner or a movie (rarely both in the same outing), and pays.

I know what you’re thinking “that sounds like a date.” The key difference is that IT IS NOT A DATE…its just two friends hanging out. You must be clear on this. Everyone you know must be clear on this, because if the definition is ever questioned, the guy will start acting very weird, keep you at arms length, and you get to spend the next 3 months convincing him that you are in fact very clear that the two of you are just friends, and nothing more than that.

I have spent the last 2 years perfecting the art of “non-dating.” So I’m sure most of you are wondering why I would even put up with it. Well, said “guy” is also a very dear friend of mine and I really enjoy his company. It took a little getting used to because I never had any experience in the non-dating department before him, but I’ve come to look at it the same way I do when I hang out with any of my other friends. The fact he pays is awkward for me, but I always go prepared to pay my own way. This is also something I have found you have to handle delicately. Some guys get offended if offer to pay and some guys think you’re a freeloader if you don’t…but again, a topic for another post.

But hey, non-dating is better than not dating…and it get me out of the house on Friday/Saturday night every few months and makes me feel less like a loser since normally I’m sitting at home or at the grocery store. =o)

The Sweetest Thing

I was reading this article on MSN a little bit ago and they listed things people said were the sweetest thing anyone ever did for them on a date. The things listed I didn’t really wow ME that much, but what I realized is that what warms the heart is different for each person.

For me the sweetest thing a guy ever did for me was scrape my windshield. I had been dating him for a couple of months and even though I thought he was a really great guy, I just didn’t feel about him the way I thought I should be feeling at that point. I had even been praying that I would feel differently because he really was a wonderful guy. Then one night after church he was driving me to my car. It had snowed while we were at church so the cars were covered in snow. When we got to my car he got his scraper out while I went to get mine so I could scrape own my car. I assumed he was scraping his windows better for his drive home, but when I looked up, he was clearing mine. I think what got me was I didn’t even once wish he’d do it…which made it mean even more. Having a lack of feelings for him after that evening was no longer an issue.

So, just curious, what is the sweetest thing a date has ever done for you?

Dating

Yeah, don't get excited...I'm not announcing anything.

I found this article on a link that Vicki sent me. I think there is some good information here, but it goes both ways. Not that I have ever been the type to ask a guy out, but I have gotten this speech during a break up. And to her comment "But you don't honor him (her) by using affirming language that conveys a message different than what you actually mean" I say "Amen". I will spare you my feelings on the "it's not you, it's me" speech.

Need an ego boost, call a plumber!

When I first moved in, my toilet was leaking around the base, so I called the warranty company and they came out and “fixed” it. Problem was, they didn’t fix it correctly and 10 months later, I started having the problem again. So called them again and asked for it to be fixed right this time. This time they sent out a plumber

First of all, my plumber looked a lot like Gary LeVox from Rascal Flatts. He was really nice and I think was kind of hitting on me a little. Turns out he lost his wife six years ago to breast cancer and has been raising his son and daughter on his own since then (they’re both in college now). He was giving me all kinds of relationship “advice” while he was fixing my toilet (which was done correctly this time). We talked about the woman he’s dating now and the guys I’ve dated in the past (he thinks the guys I’ve dated are stupid to not realize what they had – I concur). =o)

So, this is the second time I’ve kind of gotten a much needed ego boost from a plumber. If it didn’t cost me $45 every time they sent someone out, I would probably break something every time I needed to feel good about myself.

Sleep Aid Mishap

About a year ago, my mom’s doctor put her on a sleep-aid to help her…well, sleep. She didn’t take them regularly, but we started to notice when she did take them, she would do some weird things. She was IM my aunt one night really late saying some really random things. She’d also been known to have conversations on the phone she was unaware of. This really started to freak her out, so she stopped taking them.

I found out this weekend that a while back, she got phone calls from two different online dating services about her account. Obviously my mom’s first response was “I don’t have an online dating account.” She told them that she didn’t know who signed her up, but it was against her will and she wanted to be removed. That’s when they told her SHE signed up. Of course, she didn’t believe this because there was no way she would do something like that. In the course of their conversation, she discovered that they had information about her that no one else could have possibly given them (not even information they could have found online). This had her pretty freaked out. Seems she signed up around the same time she was having all of her other sleep issues and it appears this was another one of her sleeping escapades.

Maybe Stacey’s Mom does have it going on. (Ewww…why did I just go there?)

Nashville Star

I know that most people reading this could care less about today’s topic, but well, I don’t care. It’s my blog and I’ll write about Nashville Star if I want to!

I have never been ashamed to admit that I love Nashville Star. It’s the only reality show I regularly watch. Last night was the season finale and well, my boy Chris Young is the new Nashville Star. I had him predicted to win from pretty early on. Actually, I think he will probably be the most successful Nashville Star to ever win the show. Actually, Buddy Jewel (season 1) is the only other Nashville Star to actually find any level of success following the show (nothing huge, but he’s still out there – I haven’t heard squat from his to predecessors).

So anyway, back to last night. I actually predicted it quite well. Nicole Jamrose (who I think is okay, but not great) came in third and then it was down to Casey Rivers and Chris Young. I really hope that Casey ends up with a record deal because of this show too because he has an AWESOME singing voice, but Chris really did have the over-all “star” quality. It’s definitely the first time that I would actually pay to see a Nashville Star winner in concert or buy their CD. I’m anxious to see what the future holds for both of them.

I do have to admit that Chris Young has made my “crush list”. He’s young and I’m not really into cradle robbing, but he would be worth reconsidering that policy for. On the surface, he has a lot of the qualities of my idea of the “Perfect Guy”. Attractive, but not so good looking that he acts like he knows it. Driven, but has a playful side (I’m finding that is a really important quality to me). He can sing (seriously ladies, who wouldn’t melt if some guy you were dating serenaded you with a song he wrote about you?) Confident in his abilities, but not cocky. And most important loves his family.

Over-all, this was my favorite year of Nashville Star. Next year will have a hard time toping it.

New Crush

I have a confession to make. Like many people, if their honest, I have had several “celebrity” crushes in my lifetime. In kindergarten, it was Donny Osmond. After that it was “Luke Duke” (aka Tom Wopat). In college, it was Jon Brennan, the cowboy on Real World Season 2 (I'm almost embarrassed to admit this). Right out college, it Bryan White (this one was serious -- I used to tell my boyfriend at the time that I was only dating him till Bryan White came to his senses). Then there was my whole Norm MacDonald stage (had to do with his guest appearance on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire). But I have recently developed a new crush on my favorite Oklahoma City Meteorologist, Grant Johnston.

Here is my theory: if I’m going to develop a crush on someone that I have no chance with, it might as well be someone I don’t know instead of some I do know. It’s much safer this way. And the great thing about Grant is that tornado season is quickly approaching, so I’ll be seeing a lot of him, unlike the others.

SEE!!!

See, the first line proves that I need the article for clueless women!

Men See You As Choosy

Men notice you light years before you notice them You take a selective approach to dating, and you can afford to be picky You aren't looking for a quick flirt - but a memorable encounter It may take men a while to ask you out, but it's worth the wait

How Do Men See You?

For All My Male Readers

I found this today on MSN and thought it would be a good post for all of my male readers out there (all 3 of you). My next question is...when are is someone going to write an article for clueless girls. I think I need that one.

Does she want to date you?
By Alan Goldsher

Guys can be kinda dumb.

I’m not talking kinda dumb in a low-IQ kind of way—remember Ken “Mr. Jeopardy” Jennings? Last time we checked, he was a guy—and clearly not unintelligent. But in terms of figuring out how to comprehend a woman’s feelings about us when we’re trying to make the leap from “friends” to “friends who kiss,” forget about it. This is especially true for guys who’ve been burned in the past (and who hasn’t been?) who are wary about rejection. Maybe we’re not totally illiterate, but we often have a difficult time reading signals. So here, a few signs she’s interested—consider them your green light to get closer.

The “let’s laugh” signal
Distinctly not-dumb guy David Wygant, author of Always Talk To Strangers, is an excellent signal-reader. “If she makes you feel like a stand-up comedian, even though you’re not that funny, she wants to take it to the next level,” says Wygant. Similarly, Rosemarie of White Plains, New York, shares, “If I’m interested in a guy, I kind of tease him—I try to get a funny, bantering chat going. It shows that I’m interested in playing a bit of a cat-and-mouse game, you know? I’ll say something like, ‘I think you’re just making that up,’ or ‘Honestly now, has that line worked?’ but I say it with a big smile and eye contact so he knows I’m just joking.”

The tell-tale time sign
If you are friends with a woman and sometimes wonder if there might be more there, take heed of when she wants to hang out with you. If she wants to meet you for a quick workday lunch, chances are she doesn’t fancy you in the way you might hope. But if she asks you to meet her for a drink in the evening or to see a movie with her on a Saturday at 8 P.M., she may be casting you in more of a boyfriend role. Says Shelly of San Diego: “I work with a lot of guys and admit to getting crushes on coworkers from time to time. I’ll chat them up about new movies I want to see, and if one I’m interested in asks me out, I do what I can to make it at night on a weekend. That makes it so easy to grab a drink or food afterward and get to know each other on a more personal level.”

The body language clues
OK, so the odds of a woman reaching out to hold your hand while you’re flirting with her are slim to none. So how does she use her body to show you she’s interested? Jess from New York believes a woman’s gestures will send you the message. “Her body language will give her away—if a woman leans in toward a guy while he’s talking, mimics his body language, and maybe sneaks in a subtle touch here or there, these are pretty good signs that she’s into him. Obviously, he should get her phone number and actually call.”

And how does a guy know if a woman isn’t interested? “If she is looking around the room while he’s talking to her and crossing her arms across her chest,” says Jess, “she’s probably not that interested. Also, if she tells the guy that he would be perfect for her sister or she suddenly brings up the fact that she’s been talking to her ex-boyfriend, there’s probably not a spark there.” The guy should just move on to a woman who is worth his time or possibly take the uninterested woman up on her sister offer.

The look of “I like you”
A guy should also know what kind of eye contact is waving him in. Direct eye contact that lasts more than a couple of seconds is a sign of interest, say the experts. And if a woman looks from your eyes to your mouth, well, things are in very, very good shape. “I don’t know if it’s conscious or not, but when I like a guy, I find my gaze wanders from his eyes to his mouth,” says Moira of St. Louis. “It’s definitely a seduction move; it lets him know that I’m thinking about what it would be like to kiss him.” Gentleman, if you’re getting that signal, this is another time you want to go ahead and get that phone number.

Taking the next step
Once we men realize she “likes us, likes us,” our minds are oftentimes so blown that we have no idea how to proceed. Fortunately, Wygant does: “Once she gives you the hints, you need to close the deal. Ask her to talk to you away from her friends or call her up on the phone and say, ‘You know what? I want to take you out for a nice dinner—just the two of us.’”

What if the object of your affection is a woman you’ve known as a pal for a while? Over dinner, you have the talk, advises Wygant. “You say, ‘I’d really like to become more than friends. I’d like to start dating you. What do you think of that?’ At this point, she’s given you every single sign that this is the conversation she’s been dreaming about, and of course the answer is going to be yes.”

So it all really boils down to a two-pronged plan: Pay attention and take a chance. If you focus your energy on the woman in question rather than on yourself or your surroundings (which is what you should be doing anyway), you’ll pick up more than you ever thought you could have. And if you disregard the very obvious signs — the laughing, the touching, the eye contact — and you don’t go for it, well then, then you are kinda dumb.

I Want To Be a Bought Cow

Last night I was at Chili’s with a group of friends and we were having a very “deep” conversation. One Jason was handing out dating advice to the ladies at the table. His insights were humorous and fearfully accurate I hate to say.

All of this lead to “analyzing” the a relationship of one of the girls at the table. We were giving her a hard time about not making this male in her life step up to the plate. I then jokingly added “why by the cow when you can get the milk for free.” That’s when this girl (who will remain nameless) announced, “I want to be a bought cow!”

Of course we all bust out in laughter, but it has really stuck with me. I want to be a bought cow too! I know the phrase that sparked this comment was meant to refer to “putting out”, but I think the meaning could go deeper than that.

I am guilty of making things too easy on the guys I date. I don’t express my feelings, instead I just make myself overly flexible -- almost a doormat in a sense. Too often I tend go out of my way to try to meet their needs, but don’t usually get my needs met in return. And even worse, instead of saying “hey, I need more than this from you” I just smile and nod and pretend that everything is fine because I don’t want to be one of those whiney, demanding girlfriends.

In doing this I’m almost saying “I’m giving milk (i.e. their needs) away for free.” And you know what – I’m tired of that. I’m tired of being someone’s sounding board when they need one, but getting nothing back in return. I’m really not trying to sound like the world should revolve around me. I LOVE to be generous with the people I care about. I love for them to feel like they can talk to me and that I’m there for them, but it gets tiring when you’re not getting any of it reciprocated. I believe that relationships aren’t always 50/50. Often their 80/20 and I’m okay with that as long as I’m not always the 20.

So I guess what I’m getting at is that I agree. I want to be a “bought cow!” I don’t want to be a free milk giver! Well, that is unless their intention is to butcher me. Then I’ll pass on the whole thing!

What We Believe

A few of my "blogging" friends got this same email, but I thought the quiz referenced would be interesting to take. Here is the story itself and below are my results.

What We Believe

by Chris Stinnett

From the very beginning of the Internet, there were strange sites found. At one time, from anywhere in the world, you could log on and discover how many cold sodas were in a particular vending machine on the second floor of a building at UCLA. Now, of course, things are much more sophisticated—or at least, flashier.

For example, at a website called BeliefNet, you can take a quiz to discover what religion most closely matches your beliefs. Just navigate here and you can take a 20 question quiz that will reveal your basic faith structure. (Of course, they note at the top of the quiz that they are not legally liable for the ultimate fate of your soul!)

I couldn’t resist. I logged on and took the quiz, submitted the answers and found that I am: 100% Eastern Orthodox, 100% Roman Catholic, 95% Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant and even 88% Seventh-Day Adventist. Apparently, I am more in line with Orthodox Judaism (74%) than with Liberal Christian Protestants (70%), and better suited to Islam (65%) than Mormonism (63%).

This is a spiritual counterpart to early computer dating. They examine your existing beliefs and match you to a group that will mirror your convictions. Of course, this is exactly backward to the impact our faith should have in our lives. God expects to change our faulty thinking and confused beliefs so that we learn the truth and live in actual righteousness with Him.

He called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said: “I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 18:2-4 NIV).

Jesus calls us to become humble, not childish. We must accept the fact that our understanding is limited. We accumulate convictions and beliefs that are based on false and incomplete knowledge. We need to have convictions that are based on fuller facts And that is what God offers us in His word.

When we hear the truth of God’s word, our false beliefs and shallow convictions are challenged and confronted by the truth. From that moment, we must choose whether we will accept God’s word and change our lives or remain in our former ignorance and reject Him.

What we already believe is not important. What we come to believe on the basis of God’s word is crucial. The work and ministry of the church must reflect God’s call for holiness, not America’s call for comfort.

We must gain and hold a faith based on the truth of God’s word. He accepts responsibility for the fate of our souls!

My Results:

1. Eastern Orthodox (100%)
2. Roman Catholic (100%)
3. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (99%)
4. Seventh Day Adventist (95%)
5. Orthodox Quaker (83%)
6. Orthodox Judaism (79%)
7. Islam (71%)
8. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (66%)
9. Hinduism (63%)
10. Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (61%)
11. Sikhism (56%)
12. Jehovah's Witness (51%)
13. Bahá'í Faith (50%)
14. Liberal Quakers (42%)
15. Reform Judaism (39%)
16. Jainism (34%)
17. Unitarian Universalism (32%)
18. Mahayana Buddhism (25%)
19. Theravada Buddhism (25%)
20. Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (25%)
21. Scientology (20%)
22. Neo-Pagan (19%)
23. Nontheist (18%)
24. New Thought (16%)
25. New Age (11%)
26. Secular Humanism (8%)
27. Taoism (8%)

Questions I Have

Yep, it's a two post day. Below are a list of just some of the questions I have been pondering the last few days. Enjoy...

Why is spit so stringy?

Why must men and women be so confusing to each other?

Why do I have to work all day on the days I have nothing to do since I’m going to have to work late on the days that I do have something to do?

Why can’t cars just run on water?

Why do I keep waking up at 6:19 a.m. when my alarm isn’t set to go off till 6:20 a.m.?

Why have I never gotten my $5 for posting the comment about “Hot Eric” on the conclave? (Excuse me, it’s now $3, because I owed Lindsy $2.)

Why do they insist on pronouncing it Ar-Kan-Saw? (Yeah, I’m not going to let this die).

Why don’t people have a pen and paper ready when they call YOU for a phone number? (Happens here at work all the time.)

Why when I’m dating someone, do people insist on asking me if he’s a nice guy? No, I prefer to date total jerks. What’s up with that?

Why do my hands get dry so easily?

Why are robins the first bird of spring (and why do they show up so early…it’s false advertising)?

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?

Why do our noses and ears never quit growing?

Why do people who drive ice cream trucks freak me out so bad?

Why do we have appendixes when most of us will have it removed before we die anyway?

Where is the elevator at Memorial Road (my place of employment)?

Well, this is by far not the end of my never-ending list of questions, but I better stop there.

Stuff

I haven’t been the best at posting lately. Part of the reason is because I’ve been so busy, but at the same time, there just hasn’t been much to post. So for the sake of not neglecting my blog, here are some recent “happenings”.

Saturday I went shopping with my friend Jenn. I hadn’t been “shopping” in quite a while, so it was fun. We started pretty early and I’ve decided that I like that mall at 10:00 a.m. on Saturday. There’s no one there. It made it so much more pleasant. And I must say we accomplished quite a bit. I managed to find a pair of jeans that fit, and some other really great deals. Jenn though was the QUEEN of bargain shopping. I was quite impressed at how much she came away with for under $100. I’m looking forward to a repeat shopping spree (if Cory will ever let her shop with me again.)

Since Grant asked on Sunday, I thought I would give an update on Valentine’s Day. I survived. Actually, it wasn’t as stressful as I thought it was going to be. Because he was going to have to work late on Monday, we went to dinner on Saturday and then went to a movie on Monday (which guys, I highly recommend Hitch as a date movie if you haven’t seen it. We both actually enjoyed it). So I’m sure some of you are wondering why I was dreading V-Day so much. Well, when you’ve only been dating someone for five weeks and you’re taking things really slow, V-Day can cause some anxiety. But it went fairly smoothly (despite my cookie making fiasco) and there are no more major “holidays” until his birthday in May (granted we last that long).

I have officially decided that you really get the short end of the stick if you work in my office and you’re healthy, single and without children. It dawned on my yesterday that I only took 3 sick days all last year. My female co-workers on the other hand… Well if you consider the days they take off for themselves being sick (which is quite a few I’m noticing) and the days they take off when their children are sick it adds up. I’m thinking I deserve some sort of compensation for being healthy and without kids. I don’t see that happening though. But it really stinks. I also realized the other day that I’m the ONLY one taking comp time or working through lunch when I have doctor’s appointments to make the time up. I’m starting to wonder why I’m doing this if no one else is. Hmm…

Finally, I saw a robin yesterday. For those of you that are saying “so?” it means that spring is just around the corner. I’m really excited. I really like spring (despite the number it does on my allergies). I like fall too, but when I think about it, spring is my favorite. Why? Let me list them for you:

1) Warmer weather. I’m not a cold weather girl. Fall is the coldest I want it to get and by time Christmas is over, I’m done with winter.

2) Thunderstorms. Spring is thunderstorm season. I love thunderstorms. Actually I just like storms. There’s nothing better than going to sleep to the sound of thunder and rain.

3) Flowers, especially tulips. I’m really hoping my tulips and daffodils will bloom this year. They come up every year, but last year was the first time they bloomed (and it was only one pathetic bloom each). I need to go out and cover my daffodils before the cold weather hits later this week.

4) Longer days. I’m ready for a little more daylight.

5) The hammock. My hammock is my favorite thing in the world and I love it when “hammock season” begins.

6) Color. There are so many colors in spring with everything turning green and blooming. I like fall for the same reason (more colors).

7) Sandals. I LOVE sandals. They don’t require socks, can be put on quickly and don’t take up much room in the suitcase.

So let’s just say YEAH FOR SPRING!

Three Things

Krista found this on someone's blog, sent it to Lindsy, and so now I'm posting it on my blog (because I need to post something new.)

Three names you go by:
* Stace
* Bon
* Stacley

Three things you like about yourself:
* I’m creative
* Loyal
* Very attentive to detail

Three things you hate/dislike about yourself:
* I worry/over-analyze too much
* I get too flustered if I can’t concentrate
* I’m overly intimidated by other people

Three parts of your heritage:
* What’s
* My
* Heritage?

Three things that scare you:
* Ferris wheels
* Starting something new b/c I might fail
* Being alone

Three of your everyday essentials:
* Sleep
* email
* food

Three things you are wearing right now:
* black pants
* grey sweater
* black shoes

Three of your favorite bands/artists (at the moment):
* Keith Urban
* Rascal Flatts
* John Mayer

Three of your favorite songs at present:
* Brown Eyed Girl
* Bless the Broken Road – Rascal Flatts
* Where Are You Christmas – Faith Hill

Three new things you want to try in the next 12 months:
* Surviving Relay for Life
* Dating (I think I’ve taken a long enough break)
* Starting a business (maybe)

Three things you want in a relationship (love is a given):
* Security
* Humor
* Common Faith

Two truths and a lie:
* I’ve never seen a Star Wars movie
* I’ve been sky diving
* I only have to work one day next week.

Three physical things about the opposite sex (or same) that appeal to you:
* Eyes
* Smile
* Strong arms

Three things you just can't do:
* Drink anything stronger than a Dr. Pepper
* Eat fresh or frozen peas (makes me gag)
* Dispose of a dead mouse

Three of your favorite hobbies:
* Traveling/road trips
* Watching Movies
* Cooking

Three things you want to do really badly right now:
* Go home and do laundry (my laundry basket over-flowth)
* Go to a movie
* Get a massage (my shoulders are tight)

Three careers you're considering:
* Event Planning
* Doing promotions for a record company
* Starting my own business
Three places you want to go on vacation:
* Hawaii
* Europe
* New York City

Three kids names:
* Hewy
* Dewy
* Lewy (what is the purpose of this question?)

Three things you want to do before you die:
* Visit all 50 states
* Pay off my debt
* Get married

Three people who have to take this quiz now or die painfully:
* ?
* ?
* ? (I’m a lover, not a fighter. I don’t want to see anyone die a painful death).

Week in Review

Sunday:
Sunday morning started with me waking up from a very disturbing dream that caused me to seek out answers. Found this site: http://www.dreammoods.com/. Somewhat helpful, but if nothing else – kind of fun to read what certain things in dreams “could mean” (it’s by no means the standard for everyone).

Monday:
Started out fairly normal with the exception of being really tired since I keep having weird dreams that are keeping me from sleeping well. Then I had the run in with the stupid driver (see previous entry). Then that night I went over to Randy's apartment to play cards, but since it was dark and it had been a while since I’d been there, I went to the wrong apartment. I was a little thrown when a shirtless guy answered the door and then noticed that the décor had changed quite a bit. That’s when I notice I was one building over from where I should have been. Of course, since I had cookies in hand, I think he was going to let me stay.

Tuesday:
By far the most eventful day this week. I had an appointment that afternoon to go to the doctor to have a mole removed from my arm. I’m sitting in the lobby talking to a lady from church who was also waiting to see a doctor when there was this pop and the lights went out for about a second. Little weird, but we just kept talking. A few minutes later a nurse comes out and tells everyone we’ll have to evacuate the building because a transformer blew and started a small grass fire out back. So we all go outside and wait for the fire department. Because of my LOVE of firemen, this alone made my day. By time the fire department got there (which was maybe a minute) the fire was out and they let us go back inside a few minutes later. They were checking the attic while I was in the exam room and it sounded like they were going to come through the ceiling. Having a fireman fall in my lap would have made my year! No such luck. Instead the firemen left and I left the doctor’s office with one less mole than I had that morning (I was going to post a picture of my stitches, but I'll spare you the gory details). The day ended with my trying to put Christmas lights on the tree by myself (a true sight to be seen) and watching A Charlie Brown Christmas (which I hadn’t seen in years, but found even more humorous now than I did as a child).

Wednesday:
Wednesday was a pretty busy day since I accomplished nothing at work on Tuesday, but the only thing eventful was the trip to the chiropractor’s office. A little history, my chiropractor is almost obsessed with setting me up with someone. He is convinced that he can find me a husband. So, I walk into his office Wednesday and the first thing he asks me is “are you up for a blind date?” The man has seriously been scoping out friends and patients to find me a date. As tempting as it is since my dating life has taken a serious dive the last few years, I don’t exactly trust my chiropractor’s taste and based off of information he shared with me about the guy, I think it’s probably wise to pass.

Thursday:
Pretty uneventful other than the fact that I did score a ticket to go see Rascal Flatts on Friday night (thanks Krista). I shouldn’t go because I need to clean house for BK on Sunday, but oh well. Krista and I have discussed my need to wear tight jeans and have big hair so that I’ll fit in with the crowd (and so we’ll have a good story for Bible study). We’ll see…

Friday:
The day started with another disturbing dream. According to the dream site, I’m going through a lot of personal change, personal discovery, inner turmoil and hidden feelings. That site might be more accurate than I thought. On a brighter note, I received my Christmas bonus today which was earlier than normal. It’s not a substantial amount, but every little bit helps this time of year.

So, up to this point, that’s been the highlights of my week. I have a feeling the weekend could be just as entertaining. I’ll keep you posted.