An email to my best friend

I am sorry about not getting to call you tonight. We had a rough time getting the kids to go to bed and then we caught up on a show. Honestly girl, I am torn.. Life these days post breakup and fighting have been oddly... Normal.. I catch signs of urges from him from time to time, wanting to hug me when I come home from work, walking past me and him putting his hand out to touch me but then pulling away before contact is made. It is those moments that cut me the deepest. It has only been a few days and already I am tired of myself for dwelling on what once was and what cannot be again. I want to reach out, to be held and to cry for the loss.. To gain comfort from the one who has hurt me so badly. I want these things with all of my being.. For moments. And then they pass.. And there is nothing left but that empty hole in my heart. It kills me that I feel so weak and out of control. And then the letter from Aaron. How do I even begin to address what I feel from that? I am trying (and failing) to see the simple intent that he put to paper. On the surface the letter is kind, acknowledging my pain and offering simple comfort in the form of words that comforted him in the aftermath of our break up and an offering of his concern and continued friendship. I cannot simply accept that the letter was written and sent with only that intent. I felt malice. I felt the sharp slicing of Karma returned. I broke his heart to save my own and now I am being returned that pain, and he knows it. It felt smug. Calculating. I will readily admit that my inferences to his intent could be wrong, but those feelings are my initial gut reaction. I feel spied upon in my pain. I feel watched. I feel like I have been invaded. There is a very large part of me that wants to send a reply, simply to know how he came to know what I am going through, and to ask him to please stop and let the past remain in the past. It would be so easy for me to simply let it go and continue with my campaign of silence. But I would still have questions. I have my suspicions of where he got the information, either from my sister, who might still be in contact with him or from mutual friends of Saman's ex-wife. Neither prospect would be appealing to investigate. If it was my sister, the growth that we have gained in the past few months would be lost to the betrayal of my privacy, if it was mutual friends of his ex-wife, there would be nothing that I could do about it anyway.

I feel so unanchored.

The saddest part in all of this is that I gave it my all. I really mean my ALL. Never have I put so much of myself into a relationship. I gave every part of me that I had to give to make it work, and I didn't even see the end coming. Me, with all of my planning, looking forward to plan for and overcome every possible roadblock on the path to happiness, never. saw. this. coming.

So what do I do now Niki? I've been playing happy, and most days faking it works. But I know what is coming.. The utter devastation has not hit me yet. But it is coming. It took three weeks after Aaron and I broke up for that wave to wash over me.. The depression and heartache settled over me for months, it took everything I had to get out of bed in the morning and simply function. Do you remember how bad that was? And the break up was on my terms.. How bad will this one be because it isn't? I rarely if ever admit to fear.. But Niki, I am scared.. Terrified of what is coming.

I almost don't know what is worse. Having him here through the loss and not being able to be the "Us" that I loved or knowing that I will lose his presence and our friendship once he moves out.

I have no answers. Only hurt.


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Changes and a little venting..

I have been thinking quite a bit in the past few days about where I was a year ago and where I am now.. The changes have been remarkable. I left an extremely negative relationship, entered into another. I vowed to change everything that I had the power to change, read here: weight, fitness, attitude, family life, saving more money, focus and balance. It has been an interesting work in progress. I am not at my goal yet, but I try a little harder every day.. Even after all of this time it feels like I am just at the beginning of this journey. I feel like I haven't yet done enough. I have lost 60+ lbs, started a meditation program, and volunteered over 300 hours this year.. I began running (mostly for stress relief) and I have planned for 2 half marathons and a full marathon for 2012. My big goal is to run The Boston Marathon in 2014. Depending on how my halves go.. I might be able to pull off Boston in 2013 if I can qualify this year.. I have hope.. I have been thinking quite a bit about needs vs. wants. This mentality has really helped with the saving money aspect but hasn't been so helpful everywhere else. I feel like I am constantly analyzing my relationships and measuring them against what I have experienced and what I want in my life and what those in my life need from me. More often than not, I feel like I have have not done my best (with whatever is on my mind at the time), disappointed someone, allowed myself to be taken advantage of, taken on too much (personally and professionally) all for the sake of being Awesome. I have been burning the candle at both ends for so long, that when I have a free moment of quiet or stillness I find myself nearly panicking for fear that I am forgetting something vitally important. When I've convinced myself that I am not "missing" anything, I am left feeling empty and exhausted. It is infuriating. What have I done to myself? Is this really adulthood? This is Bullshit with a capital B. I don't want this. So.. I have spent (more time than I would like to admit) on figuring out who I am, what I think I want from life, and what I know I need. For all of my analyzing and rehashing, thinking and meditating, I have discovered the following: I want calm. I want to love every aspect of my life. I want to have balance between work and home. I want to cook and create. I want to write more. I want to stop doubting myself and my worth to others. I don't want to spend my life alone. I need stability. I need my family. (I've included my inner circle of friends here) I need to love and be loved in return. I need to be appreciated. I need a hobby. I need to learn to say "No". The more that I think of it, the more I think that the above will become my goals for 2012.. Now, to make it happen. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

Just curious...

I am a good person, I work hard, I take care of my family, friends, coworkers, soldiers. I give of myself every.single.day. I try so hard to not complain. I change what needs to be changed for the good of all involved. I make a difference.
So why do I feel so run over all of the sudden?

When will I get to do what I want or need to do?

When did I decide that everyone else comes first, and that I come last? How is it that I have become so "okay" with this idea, until I am just flaming angry because I am settling for what I know I must live with?

When do I get to come first?

When does My Story, My Life, become everything that I dreamed it would be?

I just can't take much more..

Such a crazy week.. My head is so full and my heart aches..

I got a call from our higher Headquarters, asking for me tto justify my job.. Yeah, that was fun. Apparently they completed a manpower survey between when I was hired and when the previous analyst retired and determined that my position was not needed.. Little more on that, the soldier that they had filling in was only working on the Travel part of my job, which accounted for 75% of his job and the Brigade has taken over the budget side of the position which is currently 50% of my job. Now when I came on board, I took over both. Do the Math.. My workload is consistantly at 125%, meaning that I need help.. As much as I rock at work, I always feel like I am behind. I need help. Desperately. But back to justifying my job. The gentleman who called me, wouldn't tell me where or whom had told him to call me, (gotta love highers being vague) But said that he was working on sending a justification to DA to keep me.. I had asked him if he had spoken with my Boss and he hadn't... Why the hell would you go to the end user and not my command? It made no sense to me.. I filled my boss in, and had him call the Higher, they had a discussion, blah, blah, blah.. Told me not to worry.. But I did and do.. Hopefully, everything will be okay.. At least I know that while working on Government, nothing moves quickly, and I have been told that I am on the TDA for the next 3 years.  Just pissed me off that they would call and worry me for nothing.

Next issue

Ran into Aarons sister at the conference, twice. Didn't talk much to her the first time, but did the second.. Now he's trying to contact me  again. Please go the Fuck away.

Next..

Got a call from Lacey tonight that my mom had called the neighbor from Texas to Catch up. She was told that Charlotte was living back in Denver and is 38 weeks pregnant with a boy. I still haven't seen my neice Abby, and she is 3. Char has been on my mind quite a bit recently. I miss my sister. I miss her so much it feels like my soul is ripping into little pieces. But for her to be living in the same town as the rest of the family and to be pregnant and almost due without anyone in the family knowing.. It's just wrenching.. I grieve for the loss of my sister. It was her choice to have no contact with us, and it pains me that I have lost so much time with her, but that my kids won't know what it is like to have cousins around. That hurts much worse. I grieve. For her, me. The hurt that has been caused to my parents, My mom and the kids those are the ones that are innocent and did nothing wrong and suffer the most. I just wish, I wish I could call her, could be there for her. I want to know the kids.. I miss her laugh and humor. It's odd talking about a family member in the past tense when I know that she is living within a 20 mile radius of me.

Enough of this.. I have got to find that happy place again.

Night

fast and furious writing

I have been bitten my the writing bug.. Either that or my muse has just returned from a rather lengthy vacation.

The point is, I have churned out 12 ideas for childrens books, five new poems, four adult readers, two full outlines and one completed childrens book in four days. I even had a great idea presented to me during a nap.

It's probably because I have been pretty happy for the last couple of weeks.. Either that or it was simply a stress response from the latest budget crisis.. Regardless of the genesis of the lastest creative spurt, I am glad for it.

I have been thinking quite a bit about the disparities between the ability to write about the things that we desire and the ability to speak them to the people that we need to speak them to. I can recognize that I have not always lent voice to the emotions that I feel so keenly. I am working on this. Life is too short and Happiness too fleeting to not share it with the ones that give us joy, to those we love.

As Always, with Love,

Sarah

Happiness

I was reminded of my blog today by a very dear man who was looking out for me.. As I read my entry for January, my heart clenched, and I was taken back to that very bad day/situation..

And today.. I'm free..I'm happy.. I'm thankful..

It was a long road from there to here, and I'm grateful to those friends and family who helped to pull me through..just being there was enough

I thought about deleting the previous post because it was so wrenching but it needs to stay. The depth of that hurt was all encompassing for a time but illustrates the disparity between where I was and how far I've come...  One day, from there to here I woke up (cursing, it was Tuesday and I hate Tuesdays) and discovered, that I was over it.  The pain and hurt had lifted... I let go of the loss and guilt, the beating myself up for something that wasn't right in the first place.. I felt whole again..but enough of that...

Today is about happiness. I am happy. My life has come together both professionally and personally, I'm having much more fun and have fallen in love with my life and the amazing  people in it.

I want to feel how I am feeling forever.. Hope, happiness, joy, hopeful, calm, excitement (they dont often go together but go with it) accomplishment, love... All of the good ones.

Granted, there is someone who lends me his smiles, makes me laugh and reminds me from time to time how Awesome I really am.. I'm happy, but he magnifies it. I'm excited to see where this might go :)

Life is good.

It isn't any easier...

I ended a relationship, and felt nothing for three weeks. Now I feel like my heart has been burned. Not a little burn, but an engulfing white hot, not even a cinder remains, burned. I know that the relationship had issues and would never of ended in a marriage like he would of liked so it was best for me to end the engagement but still, I feel hollow and ashen. I can't even cry for the loss I feel just blasted by the end of it all, for the future that never could of been.. It's like the crushing realization and devastating finality of the end finally hit me and I can't escape the pain that I inflicted upon him and me. I can't breathe, can't shake the sadness, can't go back, can't go forward.

Can't show the girls or anyone else how much this hurts me or the depth of my sadness.

I ache to talk to him and to make him feel better, to make my own heart feel better, to apologize to cry to hold him and see his face again.

But I can't. I would either be shut out completely or worse for both of us, back together.

How do I move forward? How do I heal?

I found a line from a girlfriend tonight, and it was so fitting for how I feel:

"I want you whole–not just held together because I am willing to cut myself into pieces to paste together your cracks." Lacee







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a quick note

I am not the Blah, Blah sad little thing that I have been for the past few posts.. I strive for peace and happiness in my life, and usually have it..

But I want it all..

I want my daughters to be proud of me, and to have the best possible start to their happy lives. This doesn't mean I spoil them, but they will not want for opportunity to be successful.

I want good.. no Great friends I can depend on, and the love of my life.

I love the work that I do for my Soldiers, I love that they can depend on me when they need the job done.

I want to find my creative side and "Art it up" a bit.

I play with my daughters and dogs, and I know that I have been blessed with a Charmed Life. It hasn't all been easy, but it has never been truly hard.. I wonder if that is because I was taught to appreciate small things and be more considerate of others than the average child? Does my outlook change my reality?

Here is to hoping for all of my and your dreams to come true..

I miss my sister.

A little over a year ago, My family was torn apart by my sister and her mental illness. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss her.. Her daughter, My Niece is a year old.. I have never seen her.. No one on my side of the family has..

I don't understand how this happened.. How did she come to hate us so much? Because we couldn't support her in her Anorexia (during her pregnancy), We would ask how she is feeling? How was the last doctor's appointment.. Its just hurtful.

I miss your happy face..I miss seeing you smile.. I miss my sister..

I don't miss your judgement. I don't miss you calling me a whore because James cheated and I divorced him. I don't miss playing your games.

I miss the person you were.. Before everything changed..

But I don't want to go!!

I have had so much fun working at the Garrison Headquarters.. I don't want to go back to my "old" job.. I still haven't heard anything from Homeland Security.. I guess no news is good news... I keep trying to visualize working there, Living in Denver again. I'm hopeful.

I've been dealing with a C5-C6 disk rupture for a little over a week now..

New Camera..To document our new life..

Aaron and I managed to clean out and close out the storage unit over the weekend.. It held the last bits of my former life. There were wedding photos, old clothes (mine, kids and James') kitchen supplies, decorations from two houses ago. It's amazing to me what a time machine a storage unit can be. It took three trips to clean out the unit, between Aaron's big truck and my SUV with all of the seats down. it filled my 2 car garage. He and I spent hours Saturday and Sunday sorting and throwing things away.. 80% of what was in storage went to goodwill.. 5% was garbage, 5% I put on Craigslist, 10% I kept.

The best thing that I found was a motorcycle trailer that James told me to Get rid of.. because he didn't want it..The dang thing sold for 550.00!! I've also sold an old 4 poster bed frame and a weight bench.. and managed to save 120.00 per month in not having a storage unit..

So,

I bought a really good camera. It's a Nikon 10.3 MP DSLR. It shoots in HD for both photos and video, and has a 28x zoom.. I swear, I was able to take a shot of a flower from a half mile away.. it was amazing.. the micro photos are beautiful as well.. The camera has more features than I could ever use.. But I really like the smart portrait setting.. It will "see" a smiling face and track it and get the photo.. Did I mention the 16 frames per second? Oh yes, this makes me happy since everyone in my family moves at the speed of light, and I always seem to get blurry shots.. I can't wait for Spring soccer now..

 I can almost burst that I have an outlet again.. It has been so long!! The kiddos are already tired of me following them around and taking sneak shots while they are doing mundane things like homework (Piper) and Singing & dancing to the TV (McKenna), it was a fun night.. They even figured out how to turn on the night vision and take photos of me with "Spooky Eyes".

I think that the camera is going to be a good thing.. I want to have memories with my girls, and my old little 5MP camera just wasn't making the cut in my book.. McKenna was more than happy to inherit it. She took some great photos from the Baseball game yesterday with her class.. It's amazing to see her point of view in the photos.. there was only one image of the game.. All of the rest were of her friends, her teacher, and the activities of the day.. There was even a shot of her lunch.. Silly girl!.. The photos of the bus ride back to the school was the best..

What made me the happiest was that she was smiling in each and every photo.. She is a happy, healthy kid.. and Life is Good!!

Nerves get on my Nerves

Life has been a little on the crazy side in my neck of the woods.. I sneezed Sunday night and managed to injure myself.. It didn't hurt too badly Monday, just a little catch in my neck like I had slept on it funny.. It hurt more as the day wore on it began to hurt much worse and travel from my neck to behind my left shoulder blade and down my left arm.. I went home and had Piper roll up my back (sounds odd, but the kid has a way of rolling from my shoulders to hips and it always pops what needs to be popped) Anyway, she put her hands on my left shoulder blade as I was lying on the floor and I felt a pop and extreme pain. I couldn't breathe, move or feel my left arm at all.. I cried out and shook.. It was awful.. I had to call out of work the next day and see a chiropractor. Apparently I have a bulging disk in my C5-C6, which was caused by... Sneezing! When Piper touched me, it allowed the bulge all of the way out... Poor girl thought that she hurt me..

So I have had one adjustment on Tuesday, Primary care doctor gave me a shot of a steroid and muscle relaxer and an anti-inflammatory felt a little better with the muscle relaxer (read: I passed out!) Wednesday was a little better but still couldn't stand to be at work and noticed that I can't cross my left leg over my right.. it hurts. I have another adjustment this afternoon. I hope all of this is over soon.. I am not a huge fan of feeling loopy or dingy and the muscle relaxers make me feel just like that.. And for anyone who knows me, I talk.. A LOT.. and with the muscle relaxers, I talk out of my head.. McKenna had to tell me to be quiet.. It was funny..
I never gave much thought to the importance of my spine before there was something wrong with it.. Be kind to your body..

More coming.. I have a lot on my brain today and I have to keep my thoughts together in seperate posts..

Little things I love today

I'm sitting here in the small kingdom known as My Cube (awesome country, you should visit) and I get a phone call from my oldest daughter.. She's telling me that she has been dropped off after school, and rattles through the highlights of her day (read: Classwork, friends, what she had for lunch, a cool rock she found, the possibility of a sleepover at a friends house and a ladybug landed on her and she and the ladybug made it most of the way home together) this entire conversation took less than 10 seconds.. The child talks just as fast as I do and skips around like me.. But my favorite moment, my absolute favorite moment is when she and her sister sing-song chorus, "We Looooovvveee you Maaammmmaaa!' and McKenna says Buh-Bye..

Where did the kiddo learn to Buh-Bye me so cutely? I just love it!!

Month 4 Update..

Four Months down.. Maybe one or two to go.. I have to say.. I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel! My skin is no longer red, flaky.. I don't wear foundation anymore, and I have only had one very small pimple.. I just can't believe the difference.. It is nothing short of astonishing!!

I have uploaded a photo that I took over the weekend.. I have to say.. I'm lookin pretty good..

I still go crazy over the chapstick, and always, always, always have a tube or 20 with me.. I'm still very sun sensitive and feel very overexposed when I go outside without long sleeves on.. My arms and shoulders are very dry, thank god for CereVe.. It's the only thing that is holding me together..

I had four days off of Accutane this month, because my Derm went on Vacation.. I was a little worried and had still been dealing with the side effects of the Accutane. Within the second day the (facial) flaking stopped (and still hasn't come back), The bloody noses stopped (but have returned) My sense of smell and taste returned by the second day..and the joint soreness/stiffness was gone by the fourth day. It has also returned. I was relieved to just know that it was something that would go away quickly.. I have since somewhat lost my sense of smell and taste again.. I was only able to smell stinky feet (more like week old gym socks) If I was able to smell anything at all.. Now it has changed into the scent of something electrical burning.. It's odd to randomly smell Ozone, but it's better than stinky feet, so I'll take it!

It gave me hope that all of the symptoms went away fairly quickly when I stopped the medication it made me really happy that all of this would go away and stay away when I am finally done..

Now for another side effect that I hadn't anticipated.. Self-esteem.. We all have it, High, Low or in Between.. Mine was always pretty stable, I knew I was a smart cookie, could hold my own in conversation and relatively Okay looking.. But the Acne.. It's a self-esteem killer.. even when you look half decent, you always see people focus on certain points of your face and know that they can see what you are trying to hide.

But now?

BOO-YA!!

I'm damn Hot and I know it.. I show it.. I smile more, and generally in a Fantastic mood, and when the boy says that He loves me and that I am Beautiful.. I know that he means it.. He said that I was always beautiful.. But now I feel it.. I see it in the way that I am treated at work, by people that I come into contact with during my normal day and oh, yes, by the Jaw drop that I got from an ex.. Now that was PRICELESS..

For now, I have hope, boatloads of newfound self confidence, and happiness.. Life is good..

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new phone rocks

Suessical the musical

There is something quite cool Bout seeing your child on the stage. Even if it is only the 2nd graders school play. Regardless, I am very proud of my little one.. I've attached a photo of the rest of my little Family while we wait for Pipers debut!!




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Laughable

I Heart this postcard!! Don't get me wrong, I completely agree with the sentiment of the card, just not exactly how it is printed.. I can't stand when people just espouse the party line without truely knowing the issues that the country is currently facing, and have no idea where they stand on an Issue until they know where Hilary, Obama, McCain, Palin or Rush stands on it.. Wake up! Educate yourself!! Think of the consequences of what is being proposed and vote with the truth that you find within yourself.

I feel superior to anyone who cannot think for themselves.

I especially Love how this Democrat Cannot manage to Spell Republican correctly.. LOLOL!!

March Update

Okay, I get it.. I suck at updating.. I am sorry.. It isn't like too much has changed for me.. Because really it hasn't.. Other than the Accutane stuff.. everything is really just the same..

Speaking of.. Acctuane sucks.. I am currently in month 3 week 2 and let me tell you, I will certainly be glad when this is over.. Now take into account that I am an unabashed whiner when I don't feel well.

I turn into a grown up whiny ass child.. to top it off, I can't drink for the 5-6 months that I am taking this medication.. Nothing like making a bad time worse..

So side effects.. First month, My hair, face and skin became less oily and looked pretty good.. For a few days, and then I began to get flaky.. I was shedding skin cells everywhere!! I turned red, like a cherry kinda red.. Maraschino to be exact.. and only from my shoulders up.. and everything dried out even further to the point where I was not only losing flakes of skin, but whole areas at a time.. One night I even lost all of the skin on my lower lip all at once! I average about 2 nosebleeds a day.. Makes life interesting.. random nosebleeds after sneezing, blowing my nose.. That's another thing.. I have been using a Neti pot with plain warm water to help the dryness, and then either snorting a very small amount of KY or applying a small amount of Vaseline to a wet q-tip and rubbing that into each nostril.. it helps with the bleeding and keeps the inside of my nose from ripping when I sneeze.. and Yes, I can feel it when it rips and then I have to run for a Kleenex because a massive nosebleed is coming..

Second month,

I go into a panic attack if I cannot find chap stick. I carry about 20 different types/flavors of lip balm at all times. these are in coat pockets, purse, work bag, gym bag, bathroom, bedside table, random window sills and at work. It's odd and probably excessive but I have never before actually finished a tube of chap stick that I can remember.. I have polished off 5 of them already, and I don't use just one at a time..

I broke out as I never have this month, and I was really, really feeling embarrassed about it.. I didn't want to go to class or to work.. Work wasn't so bad as I could hide in my cube all day, but school was intolerable.. I am working on an MBA and I shouldn't look like a damn teenager.. I noticed that it's getting harder to squat and get back up on my own.. I have been doing squats at the gym and when getting/putting away dishes in the kitchen and I have noticed that it's getting progressively harder to do this..

Third Month

I saw my Dermatologist today.. I am flaky, not quite as red and the nosebleeds have stopped for the most part.. I still get blood every time I blow my nose but I can live with that.. What I have been having a problem with is the joint pain in my knees.. I can't squat at all now without having to sit on the floor and finding another way back up. My lower back is really stiff, and going from a lying down or sitting position to standing takes a fair amount of stretching to make it back to upright. I feel like an old lady.. Because of this, Working out has pretty much come to a halt. I am tired all of the time, and I sleep when the kids will let me. I broke out pretty badly this month, oddly after I had a beer at a hockey game. Probably didn't help that I was also under some pretty serious stress from work as well. I mean really bad breakout. I am still flaking at a pretty decent rate, and I have noticed that if I do have a flare up, I will lose the skin around the flare up to 1.5 inches around. Sometimes larger. it comes off in sheets.. It's scary.. I have pretty much stopped wearing makeup except for eyeliner and mascara, everything else is just too irritating.. My hair is very dry, i condition every day but wash it every other.. I'm constantly itchy and am constantly using CeraVe, which is the best stuff on the market.. It makes my skin somewhat tolerable..

I have become extremely photo sensitive, sunlight hurts my skin and eyes, and night driving is awful! The contrast between dark and headlights is almost excruciating!

The Dr. said that all of my side effects are normal and will disappear when I am off of the meds, and he said that we could drop my dosing down, (I'm on 40Mg twice a day) But it could cause my treatment to be longer than 6 months.. I chose to keep the dosing and get off of it in 2 months rather in 3-4.. He also said that this last breakout coulod be the last one that I ever have.. GOD I HOPE! He said that after the 3rd month most people see steady improvement and finally end up clear..

I can't wait!


On the bright side, I have been on Weight Watchers for about 4 weeks now and I have lost 11 lbs without working out. They have some pretty awesome recipes, and just that has made me feel better about generally hating life with the constant itching and flaking..

I just keep telling myself that it is going to get better.. and it will all be over before I know it..


Photos coming soon..

Ugg

Ever have one of those mornings where you just want to scream "God, REALLY? What else?".. Yeah, thats my today. Not that anything too dramatic happened, it's just the mood that I am in..

Birthday weekend was pretty awesome, even with the home repairs that had to happen. We managed to explode the water tank on my mom's toilet. (Don't ask) Melting Pot for Birthday dinner and Thankmas with The boy's family. It was pretty awesome..

So now, I am back at work, with my right side freezing and my left on the warmside.. Gotta love these Old military buildings.. The boiler is on, and it only knows one temperature setting (Hades Hot) so, my office mates and I have the window opened, with a fan blowing in the 18 degree chilly air to offset the 100+ that it currently is in here..

Speaking of my Office Mates.. They are pretty awesome, almost always picking on one another, practical jokes and the like, but they are best buds, and they (Chris & Kyle) made some damn awesome Chili for lunch everyone, and Chris made me Carrotcake cupcakes for my birthday.

I think that Chris has a crush on me.. He asked to go and see a movie with me.. Is that a date? I don't know.. I was hoping to just go to drinks with my co workers while the kiddos are up at the Grandparents house for the week of Christmas, I'll take the movie offer too..

I hate it when I can't tell is people are crushing... I usually read people wrong.. I hate to say I do that a lot, but I really do.. Either I notice what is not there, or I am oblivious.. again, GO ME! Don't get me wrong, I am great at sizing up a persons spirit, but if there is a remote attraction.. My sensors go all to hell..

I ordered Inglorious Basterds on Blu-Ray.. It should be here on Friday, and I was so pissed that the movie was not as well received as I had hoped! It was effing amazing!!

I was sharing a post secret book with the Mates, "Confessions on Life, Death and God"

It's a good one.. and again, I have posted a photo from the website..

Have a great week!!