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November 26, 2003

...that's what I need right

...that's what I need right now. My nerves are on edge and I will probably die in a pukey puddle of yuck sometime in the next week.

Here are the Top Ten Reasons Why I Am Having A Nervous Breakdown This Week :

  1. money is tight - really tight
  2. Rent is due on Monday
  3. Ryan hasn't been paid for the last 2 weeks' work
  4. I leave for New York on Wednesday
  5. My half of the hotel bill alone will be $300
  6. People, generally, like to eat. Especially in NY
  7. Christmas is just around the corner
  8. My one reliable money lender - Mom - is broke this week too
  9. I don't get paid 'til the 5th...am seriously considering a 'payday loan'
  10. I have this sharp pain in my right breast and I am 99.999% sure that it will end up being terminal cancer - especially with my current state of mind

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Posted by giddygirlie at 8:59 AM |

November 25, 2003

who ever Pete is... These

who ever Pete is...

These striking grocery people are on my last nerve. Now the Teamsters are joining in their strike, too, which is only causing more trouble.

Why these people don't realize that by interrupting business and reducing the profits for these stores is only going to cost them their jobs in the long run is beyond me. If the store isn't making money, they will start lay offs... guess who is first?

As you may recall from an earlier post, my husband has dared to cross the picket lines and go to work for a local store to earn some extra cash for the holidays. Yes, he is a vile scab. It's been a piece of cake so far, except for the picketers who barrage the customers (mostly elderly clients from a nearby residential facility) with insults and threats. Something like 50 assault and vandalism charges have been filed from this ONE store alone. It's disgusting.

Yesterday one of the picketers followed my husband to his car and tried to pursuade him to quit "don't you know that you're working for 'The Man'? They don't respect you. they are faceless corporate America. They don't care what happens to you. This store is crap, man. No one here cares about the employees, they only care about themselves. they're all greedy bastards that will go out of their way to spite you. They are only going to fire you and when this is all over, you'll just be washed up with no where to go. You can't start a career in grocery by being a scab. You should just leave now... so I can have my job back."


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Posted by giddygirlie at 1:14 PM |

There are not enough words

There are not enough words in the english language to express how much I adore Sars.

I thought you all might enjoy her latest posting. I have tears in my eyes and just spit potatoes on my monitor, laughing with my mouth full. Go show Sars some love.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 12:39 PM |

November 24, 2003

don't trust anyone who wears

don't trust anyone who wears suntan pantyhose. they are backed with a 110% money back guarantee to be a looney.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 10:37 AM |

There is a lady that

There is a lady that works for my company names Fantah Desire. Doesn't that just sound too XXX?
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Posted by giddygirlie at 10:26 AM |

November 22, 2003

Number of times we ate

Number of times we ate at Chili's this week : 3 Number of times I ate the same soup at Chili's : 3 Number of adults that could have been fed by the single lasagna that I ordered from Maggiano's : 4 Number of bouffant hairdos sighted : 1 Number of miles traveled by airplane : 1200 Number of miles driven in rental car : 150 Actual distance traveled in rental car : less than 10 mile radius Number of tornado watches in Dallas last week : 1 Number of one eyed cowboys wearing eyepatches and ten gallon hats who sat next to me at Chilis yesterday : 1
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Posted by giddygirlie at 3:33 PM |

November 21, 2003

...but not more than I

...but not more than I [heart] California. I can't wait to be home. My own bed. My own stuff. More than 5 outfits to choose from. My Bub to snuggle with and cats to keep me warm at night. Ah, home sweet home.

However, I did have the best. Barbeque. Ever. last night for dinner. It was at this 'down home' style place... to die for! They had a note on the door to the customers who would be bringing in turkeys for smoking for the holidays.... I just about fainted! How good does a BBQ smoked turkey sound?

excuse me while I squeegee the drool off my keyboard.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 8:57 AM |

November 20, 2003

I looked in the "Welcome

I looked in the "Welcome to the Dallas/Ft. Worth Area" brochure last night and there were lots of coupons for local restaurants, museums, the aquarium, etc.

...and the strip clubs. Yes, every strip joint in the area had a coupon in the book. I haven't used them yet, but was SO glad to know that I get $2 off the steak and lobster dinner at Jiggles.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 7:03 AM |

November 19, 2003

I promised y'all burping... and

I promised y'all burping... and now you're getting it. I have probably gained 500 lbs already on this trip. On a typical day I either have no breakfast or maybe a small something (bagel or handful of pretzels or something like that). Lunch is generally a cup of soup or 1/2 a sandwich... dinner is iffy. Lately I have been skipping dinner, too, but generally we eat pretty good sized portions.

However, this week it has all gone wild. I have been eating three full meals a day... and not just full - TEXAS FULL! OMG! I had a salad yesterday that was *literally* more than a whole head of lettuce plus the chicken on top... it was insane. I got a huge ass burger for dinner the night before, a chicken sandwich last night... burp! I have never been so full in all my life. I have eaten full meals every day... burp... I need to loosen my belt just a little.

Since I ate my dessert at 10:30pm last night, I skipped breakfast to try and even things out. I think it's starting to work... I am actually starting to feel hungry again.

These are the highs and lows of traveling. Your per diem money affords you great meals in giagantic portions, you're wrought with indigestion and your clothes don't fit and then when you get home you're disappointed at the Top Ramen in the cupboard. You know I'll be sneaking back a slice of cheesecake in my suitcase.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 8:40 AM |

November 17, 2003

My boss and I flew

My boss and I flew in last night in First Class... my first time in First Class ever. My notes :
  • not all it's cracked up to be - save your money unless you have a free ride
  • food was pretty good
  • I am a geek and couldn't figure out the tray table
  • I stole the mini salt & pepper shakers (they are disposable ones anyway)
  • I wanted to also thieve the napkin which had a button hole in it to attach to your shirt
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Posted by giddygirlie at 8:41 PM |

There is a tornado watch

There is a tornado watch announcement for Dallas, so if you see me in my Choppa beanie swirling around your neighborhood, wave 'hello' as I pass!
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Posted by giddygirlie at 9:31 AM |

November 14, 2003

Bloggy buddies, I will miss

Bloggy buddies, I will miss you... next week I will be in Dallas, TX for a week long training class. I will try not to get so barf-tastically homesick this time around, but I won't make any promises.

I will have internet access now and then, so I might even be able to post... but more importantly, I will be able to read YOUR blogs! :-D

So think of me... and if you want a postcard, email me your address... I will be spending my evenings eating Texas BBQ, writing postcards, burping, and then embroidering. In that order.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 11:36 AM |

When my brother was a

When my brother was a tiny tot, he went to preschool during the day. Always a rabble rouser, my mom was always getting notes home about him throwing rocks, throwing sand, stealing toys, etc etc etc... all normal 3 year old things to do.

One day, my mom picked him up from school and he was very very sad. His mouth hung low in the corners and his eyes were welled with tears. Mom took one look at him and knew he must have done something really bad today because he usually didn't pull the pity angle. He was more of an 'explainer' than a crier... "but mom, listen, those bees were flying around over by Josh and I just tried throwing a rock at them. I didn't know it would *actually* hit Josh. It was a mistake." So, my mom asked Daniel to gather his things and she stepped over to talk to the teacher to ask what happened.

"Well today Daniel was playing trucks with another little boy and they were crashing them together and Daniel used an inappropriate word. He immediately apologized and he was punished with a time out and he promised to watch his words. He seems to really feel bad about it."

So my mom and Daniel get in the car and are heading home and she asks him to tell her what happened. He tells her that he said a bad word and got in trouble, then bursts into tears. She's trying to drive and console the little peanut in the back seat, reaching around the seat with her right arm.

He sobs, "I'm real sorry, mom"

"I know you are pumpkin... it's ok"

[remember : this is in an angelic 3 year old voice] "I'm real sorry. I'm sorry from sayin' fuckin' shit."


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Posted by giddygirlie at 9:53 AM |

November 13, 2003

saw : woman bicycling with

saw : woman bicycling with snake print spandex shorts and a Warrant t-shirt on. She had waist-length hair that was feathered back around the face. I love the 80's strikes back, indeed.

heard : woman #1 : and they said he's like the new Tom Cruise, y'know, like Risky Business? woman #2 : ugh....no way. That guy can't barely even dance. I mean and Tom Cruise is like, you know, so cool?

tasted : a piece of wax paper that was baked into the middle of my bagel. ew. but I feel stupid demanding a refund, seeing as how it was 65 cents to start with...

felt : aching stomach muscles. have you seen Elf yet? OMG - hilarious. "Hello this is Buddy the Elf what's your favorite color?"

touched : grabbed the handle to the car door and last night's rain water ran all over my hand. ew.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 9:44 AM |

November 12, 2003

Jimbo was musing recently about

Jimbo was musing recently about buying a new car and the hassles of it all. I beg to differ. I had the easiest car buying experience ever. Friendly people, prompt responses, and thousands of dollars saved.

I have compiled my list of secrets here. Go forth and prosper... and get yourself a kick ass deal in the process.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 2:32 PM |

I ask you, dear friends,

I ask you, dear friends, which is worse?

The person who wastes their time at work surfing the internet, reading blogs and dreaming of Henry Rollins or the person who sits at their desk typing page after page of needless spreadsheets that no one will ever look at or care about which is something that you have been told to *not* do by your boss because it is a time waster?


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Posted by giddygirlie at 10:26 AM |

November 11, 2003

Our dear friends, the Mikis,

Our dear friends, the Mikis, are having a baby! Baby Caden will officially be the youngest member of the Crime Lab Family. I can't wait to meet him! Last week, Caden got his first picture taken... isn't it eerily intriguing? The weirdest part is how much you can actually tell that he looks like his father!


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Posted by giddygirlie at 2:33 PM |

I watch too much TV,

I watch too much TV, I know. Shut up.

These are the funny things that I heard (that I can remember) from the past 2 days :

  • woman named Anita Bonghit
  • "you're not making religion better, you're making rock music worse" - Hank Hill to a Christian Hard Rock Group
  • "I fought the law and the law won - now just the innocent!" - Mother Simpson leading the prison bus in rounds of 'I Fought The Law'
  • "Ras H. Tafari!" - Hermes on Futurama taking the lord's name in vain
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Posted by giddygirlie at 10:27 AM |

November 9, 2003

Choppa hit the nail on

Choppa hit the nail on the head. I am a robot.

This weekend, I have embroidered two tea towels to give away at Christmas and made 2 other special gifts for bloggy friends. I have one other in the works, if New Bloggy Friend will send their address... some people are so shy about blog stalkers like me.

If anyone else has anything to input into this bloggy robot, let me know. I will be traveling on business (bored out of my skull every night) next week and need some things to work on. What do you need? Monkeys? Scarves? Chocolates? Pictures of my cats in t-shirts?!


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Posted by giddygirlie at 5:04 PM |

November 7, 2003

Dear Kate, Please stop giving

Dear Kate,

Please stop giving out my screen name when you want to chat with your friends. I am being bombarded with hoardes of instant messages from high school boys who want to chat and refuse to believe that I am not you. To make the whole thing even more annoying, not a single person that you have given my screen name to even knows how to type. It takes them 5 minutes to formulate a response which generally is something to the effect of : wass up? Y do U gtg 2 tha doctir 2day? U shud have ben at skool.

Frankly I am annoyed and I want to yank your pigtails.

Sincerely,
Mia


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Posted by giddygirlie at 1:56 PM |

November 6, 2003

Why the Choppa is my

Why the Choppa is my new Best Friend

Too bad "choppa fuckin' kicks everyone's ass and knits awesome hats and is the ultra coolest of all the cool ones!!!!!" doesn't fit on one of these little hearts!


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Posted by giddygirlie at 4:50 PM |

My poor Ruckus cat is

My poor Ruckus cat is ALWAYS cold. I tried to make him a sweater but it is so ugly that I can't bring myself to make him wear it. I was supposed to send material to this nice lady to have her make hima hooded sweatshirt but flaked out and totally forgot until now...

So instead I bought him a Halloween t-shirt at Target. For $5 your cat can also look this cool!

His shirt says "I'm skin 'n bones - need more candy!" Yes, the skeleton glows in the dark. Yes, he does wear it. No, he doesn't hate it. Yes, it is sometimes tricky getting him to hold still while you put it on. Yes, he walks around like normal. Yes, it does keep him warm. Yes, I am an enormous geek for making my cat wear a t-shirt instead of turning on the heater.


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Posted by giddygirlie at 4:22 PM |

This is the scarf that

This is the scarf that revitalized my embroidery passion and got me into making scarves for everyone I know. When you see me at the Haunted Mansion, this is the scarf that I'll be wearing. :) I used some remnant Halloween fleece that has a spider web & spider pattern all over and hand-crafted Jack Skellington on to the end of the scarf.

I also made one for Shannon like this so we could be twinsies.


click here to see the detail picture


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Posted by giddygirlie at 9:08 AM |

November 5, 2003

Q : Why did the

Q : Why did the Valley Girl* take two birth control pills?

A : She wanted to be for sure, for sure!

*Did you know that Moon Unit Zappa 'sang' this song?!


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Posted by giddygirlie at 4:30 PM |

Stolen borrowed from Jules: 99.9

Stolen borrowed from Jules:

99.9 farenheit degrees/ stable now with rising possibilities/ it could be normal/ but it isn't quite/ could make you want
to stay awake at night/ You seem to me/ like a man/ on the verge of burning/ 99.9 farenheit degrees...


Stolen borrowed from Brent: You have to read this.

The Mighty Jimbo needs a roomie... are you interested? You could be part of the OC!

Lord Leiter got me thinking.... I am really over the grocery union people who are on strike. Here's why :


  • they have no room to complain about reduced medical benefits, when so many people in the US are working without ANY medical benefits.

  • I can't understand why they thought being a courtesy clerk would make a good life long career

  • no one should be allowed to disrupt the economy by refusing to work

  • if you don't like the benefits your company offers, maybe you should consider a career change

  • they are NOT ALLOWED to talk to customers except to 1. ask if they have time to discuss the reasons why they are striking or 2. ask the customer politely to shop somewhere else

  • picketers should be 4 feet apart at all times and should not be sitting or standing

  • picketers should not be allowed to bring their small children with them to run amok in the parking lot to try and drum up sympathy

  • picketers at a local store have been arrested several times for harrassment, physical confrontations, intimidation of the elderly, chasing people, slashing tires and breaking windows

You'll find me at Ralphs


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Posted by giddygirlie at 10:17 AM |

November 4, 2003

as you can tell by

as you can tell by the last post 1) my husband has a high tolerance for annoyance 2) my husband really loves me 3) I am a pest 4) I get bored easily 5) it's freakin' FREEZING!
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Posted by giddygirlie at 2:14 PM |

me : baby it's cold

me : baby it's cold outside... I really can't stay... baby it's cold outside... I must go away Ryan : it's not that cold me : cold enough. just sing it. Ryan : I don't know the words me : then go google them and we'll sing it Ryan : why? me : it's either that or play Xmas with me. you can go find something that you think I have forgotten about and wrap it up and I'll open it and be surprised and have a present. Ryan : are you serious? me : yes! oh, and you can say "ho ho ho...merry everyone!" like Homer does. Ryan : I have work to do. me : I don't care. Play Xmas or sing with me. Ryan : Baby it's cold outside... me : I really can't stay Ryan : But baby, it's cold outside. me : I got to go 'way. Ryan : But baby, it's cold outside. me : This evening has been Ryan : Been hopin' that you'd drop in. me : so very nice...
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Posted by giddygirlie at 2:12 PM |

November 2, 2003

Friday Ryan's band played at

Friday Ryan's band played at the Liquid Den. The show was pretty good, but we got a sneak attack by a boat load of old "friends" (the ones that you intentionally forgot to call back for three years) and ex-boyfriends (mine, not Ryan's) so that was awkward and ...well...awkward. After the show, we were loading up his equipment when there was a huge cloud burst and we got drenched. We decided that since we were dripping wet and it was already 1am, that we would skip Joe's party. Sorry Joe.

Saturday
Slept in late. Really late. Then remembered that we had dentist appointments in 20 minutes. Oops. Brush brush brush. Dentist (Dr. Bliss) had sparkles in his eyes as he told me all about the 3 crowns that he recommends that I have installed a.s.a.p. as well as the possible root canal that I might need. Of course, he's already beaming about the prospect that he might be able to sell Ryan on $4000 worth of veneers. I flipped him the bird and went home. I am really hating dentists who take the ambush approach to sell you services.

Sunday
Slept in late. Really late. Ryan kicks ass and worked hard all day on his comic pages. I kick ass and worked on JenB's monkey patch. Then we decided to take a Disneyland break to ride the Haunted Mansion. I got a chance to show off my rad new beanie that Choppa made for me. It was cold. Everyone envied me. You envy me.

Here's me stitchin' and bitchin'

Here's us at the Mansion. I agree, he should have shaved before we went. That 5 'o clock shadow mustache is FUGLY!

Who rules? Oh, that's me


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Posted by giddygirlie at 11:48 PM |