Turkey for me and a-turkey for you, let's eat turkey in a big brown shoe

I just got back yesterday from my Turkey Day weekend in Tennessee. It was much fun! I will post some pictures later, the computer is jacked a bit and not wanting to post them at this time. I hope everyone had way too much turkey and pie and got as full as I did. (Pie being the operative word in that sentence.)

We left last Wed. night after work and drove to a wee town in Indiana called...see, it's so small I can't think of the name...uh...Scottsburg! (I think.) We stayed over night in the oh-so-average Holiday Inn room and then finished the trip the next morning. About 9 hours total- which is 9 hours too long to be in a car, especially with all the rain and traffic. But it was worth the trip!

And now I am back, and I miss my family and I miss the pugs, but I have that call back tonight which I am very excited about! So wish me luck!

p.s. I'm guest blogging on my friend's website (Makes me sound so fancy, doesn't it! Oooo, la la!)
His website address is www.zacharyforrest.com

-listening to City of Blinding Lights by U2

(from Jimmy Eat World)

If I don't let myself be happy now then when?
If not now when
the time we have now ends
when the big hand goes round
again
can you still feel the butterflies?
can you still feel the last goodnight?
close my eyes and believe wherever you are, an angel for me.

Volunteer Shmolunteer

Wow...and I mean that in the worst possible way. Wow. Carson's Community day was just..ahhhh! Just terrible.

I got there right on time (9:45 am) but the other 2 teachers from my school were nowhere to be found. Fine. So I am sent by myself to go work in Juniors. Oooo, boy. (Gag.) I take the escalator down and walk over to the cash register in Juniors where a girl is just gabbing away on the phone, "Oh my God, I didn't get ANY sleep! No, none of the three hours I had to sleep were used sleeping. Can you believe it?" Yes...because you are talking like you are on speed.

Well, she continues to ignore me so I go over to another sales girl who has just showed up and tell her I'm one of the volunteers and was sent down here to help. She just looks at me like I had spoken in Portuguese or something so I have to repeat myself and she finally gets the idea. She tells me I can just keep things straight and put clothes back where they belong. In the excitiing world of retail, this is called Recovery. So I was to spend the next 3 hours...recovering clothes so to speak. And that's exactly what I did and it was the most boring 3 hours of my life. We're talking horrendous!

Minutes seemed like days as I went from one stack of jeans to the next and Ooops! That stack is about 1/2 an inch off center! Better go fix it! Not to mention the fact that I was pretty drugged up and totally spaced out due to my cold. It made for just a lovely morning.

I did make a new friend though. Kind of. Her name was Charlene. She works on the docks loading in stuff at the mall. Tough broad. Totally tough broad. A no nonsense, smokes 2 packs a day, is 45 but looks 55, gal. She struck up a conversation with me. (She was also sent to help in Juniors.) She said the big shots were supposed to be in Carson's today so we had to make things look really good. Then she asked why I was there and I told her about how I work at a preschool and she just looked dumbstruck. She fumbled with her words for a bit and then finally said, Wait, how old are you? I told her 28 and she said, Wooow. Really? I thought you were only 16 or 17. Then she laughed nervously showing off her nicely stained teeth. Oooh, Charlene!

I'm at home now. Still drugged up but very happy to be out of the Juniors Dept. Very happy.

-listening to Time Is Running Out by Muse

How did it come to this...

I'll take a 2nd helping of Jimmy, please!

I saw Jimmy Eat World at the Riviera Theater Wednesday night. All I can say is I would pay $100 to re-live that night again. They. Were. The. Bomb. I enjoyed the show so much more than Muse. Yowza! As the lady on my weights workout video says. Simply yowza! I hope they come back to Chi-town soooooooooon.

That's all I've been thinking about these past few days all though I'm sure that's all about to change since I am now getting sick again. I know! I can't even believe it myself. Yesterday I was having to blow my nose every 1/2 an hour or so. Today it's up to every 15 minutes and I have a low grade fever. Fun, fun, fun! So I have to get some meds in me because more cow bell won't help this one out.

And tomorrow if I'm not on my death bed, I'll be at the Lincolnwood town mall at Carson's to help with Community day. Proceeds go to local not-for-profit organizations, my preschool being one of them, so myself and 3 other teachers will be working a 3 hour shift doing Lord only knows what. So come on by and visit! I'll probably be stuck in the men's shoe department! Ha!

-listening to Kill by Jimmy Eat World

Muse-a-liscious!

Well, once again, Muse rocked the house! Brad, Nickie and Cory left me in "the pit" by myself. I refused to leave since I had been standing there-in my prime, 15 ft. away from the stage, spot-for over an hour. It was amazing! Granted, I almost got killed and spent 90% of my time just trying to keep my balance against the wild crowd, but it was worth it. So worth it. They all couldn't believe I lasted at all with the crazy moshing people, but I sure did! So, who's your daddy?!

In otha' news, I got a call Saturday from a director I had auditioned for about 4 months ago. He's putting on his next show and wants me to come to callbacks which are in 2 weeks! Very fancy! I was quite happy and quite flattered that he remembered me from so long ago. And I get to skip the whole dreaded monologue audition! So nice. And its a great show! The Balcony by Jean Genet.

That's been my life lately. That and a kid at school called me a big fat ass today. So lovely. I was putting him to bed and he kept getting up so I nicely but sternly told him he needed to stay on his bed to which he replied, No, you big fat ass. He kind of mumbled it, but nothing gets by these ears. Boy, I wanted to take him outside and give him a whippin', but unfortunately we are not allowed. Ah, kids...They're just so.......funny.

-listening to Futures by Jimmy Eat World

Muse.
Tonight.
The Riviera.

See you there.

Well sit on my lap and call me pappy!

Cory just introduced me to the most fabulous thing...Rhapsody. You pay a small monthly fee and the world of music is at your fingertips! Mine to be precise. It was like finding Napster for the first time all over again- except you can't download for free this time. But I felt like a kid in a candy store! I still do actually, I've only been on the site for about 3o minutes and I'm still going strong. Although now I am alone.

After a few of my selections, Cory had to leave the room and go to bed saying, "Why didn't you tell me you liked all this kind of music BEFORE we got married??" But when you have every song in front of you it's hard to resist some old favorites. Here's the past 10 songs I've played. You can decide if they are "Leave the room" worthy.

1. Hole Hearted--Extreme
2. Air Force Ones--Nelly
3. Wasted Time--Skid Row
4. Butterfly--Lenny Kravitz
5. Games(The Kids Get Hard Mix)--New Kids On The Block
6. I'll Be Loving You Forever--NKOTB (I'm an old New Kids fan, cut me some slack.)
7. I Adore Mi Amore--Color Me Bad (okay, so this one was bad, but I couldn't resist!)
8. If I Ever Fall In Love Again (the acoustic version)--SHAI (remember them?????????)

At this point Cory asks if there's any song I like that is not from the 80's...maybe a song from the past year or two. Oh, he had to ask...

9. I Melt--Rascal Flatts (he HATES Rascal Flatts...calls them Rascal Fats)
10. The Wild Ones--London Suede

So he thinks I'm a ghetto/country/metal loving fool. Nothing wrong with a little Wasted Time from Mr. Bach, nothing at all. In fact, I'm going to listen to it again right now! Oh someone please find me a shirt that says I Love Skid Row!!!

A kid at school put his hands in the toilet yesterday. Something that never even occurred to me as even a remote possibility of happening. One minute he was peeing, the next minute he was thrusting his hands into the neat yellow water with bubbles!

WHY???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

The aliens have returned me!

Oh my Gosh, I haven't been able to get online since last... I don't even know when! Too long! I thought my teeth were going to fall out! (Not really, but how often can you just throw that into a sentence?)

So, we've had connection issues and they are finally somewhat almost resolved..enough at least to let me online for a bit.

So here I am. And what a week it has been. Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday. Thank. Goodness.

My car didn't start last night as I was getting ready to leave work. So convenient. My co-worker jumped my car- but that didn't work! So today I had to have my car towed. (The last thing I wanted to add to my To Do list: Have car towed for a million dollars.) Actually my dear friend who works at a car place hooked me up so I didn't have to spend my whole day's earnings. Thank you Chris.

But taking the train this morning was so ridiculous. Freezing, raining weather...mushy leaf covered sidewalks. Too much for me today. It takes about an hour to an hour and a half if I take the train into Evanston where I work. If I drive...20-25 minutes. Kills me. (I just stared too long at the word Kills to where it now looks like foreign gibberish. It so weird when that happens!!!!)

Meeting Billy Corgan was less than I thought it would be. He looked, well, pasty...and a bit on the extremely skinny side. He had this pseudo scraggly beard growing...I don't know. And the whole thing was also on the over professional side. You get to the head of the line, a woman nicely takes your book from you and opens it to the page Billy will be signing. She then hands him the book, you walk up to the table as he signs it and then you take your book and leave. Not terribly exciting. Most people said nothing to him or a quiet thank you. I told him how happy I was that he had written a book of poetry and that I couldn't wait to read it. He said thank you and smiled at me.

So no great, please have my children- inscription, but it was still cool to meet him. And the book was okay. I thought it would be fabulous, but it just didn't tickle my fancy. What can you do.

Go get a snack, that's what you can do.

The kitchen is calling...

-listening to Going to Happen by Koufax