The end has come…

And it’s time to say farewell to NaBloPoMo. (Yes, I’m a lazy ass blogger who doesn’t hyperlink. Don’t send the internet police after me.) I know I whined about the daily posting. The grind of hammering out a few sentences to bring joy and delight into your life. You got to read about my daily ongoings in the great state of Texas and how I got to meet another fellow blogger in person. The Sassy pants made a few appearances but you know you were wanting some kitty lovin’. And, of course, you got to spend more time with ME!

Now, in typical post NaBloPoMo fashion, don’t be surprised if I take a few days off to decompress. Oh, and I have the dreaded 29th birthday coming up to prepare for. There, I said it. I’m old. Or soon to be old. Or celebrating my 29th birthday for the first time. And, feel free to send cakes…YOU KNOW WHO I SPEAK OF AND TOO! Being on a beach is not an excuse, Deb.

But, all-in-all, it wasn’t a horrible, death inducing experience. It stretched me and gave me a lot more respect for people that write for a living. Creativity and the written language aren’t my forte. But, for you, I write.

One more day…

I can’t believe that it’s almost the end of NaBloPoMo. Since I was introduced to it last year, I thought it would be great to have to post everyday and what’s everyone whining about? Now, I know. It’s tough to keep a running amount of blather for 30 days straight. Also, you have to post when you’re sick, crampy, whiny, farty, barfy, and any other unpleasant adjective you can insert here.

But, I did enjoy it. It challenged me to stretch my mind and think, “How am I going to entertain my lovelies today?” Also, looking back I had a bit of an adventure. Going through training, looking for houses, winning a baking contest. One forgets about the details of life when they are not documented. And, I live for documentation. Roll eyes now.

So, one more day and I have to think of a wonderful sign-off-to-NaBloPoMo post…or not.

So close…

To the finish line of the daily posting for NaBloPoMo. And today, I’m pooped and not that much of a chatty-cathy. I did have a quick review with my boss who seems very pleased with my work-to-date. YAY!

And, now, I go and slumber to dream of, well, things not mentioned in polite society.

Ten grand…

I can’t believe in the (little) less than a year I’ve been blogging, I’ve gotten 10,000 distinct hits. When I started this I never really thought about the number of people that would come to my site or if I’d have regular readers. I knew I wasn’t an uberly-talented writer or a super-de-duper comedic writer but I just wanted to have an outlet to spout my mind and blabberings.

I am humbled by all of you that leave comments or just stop on by for a gander. And those of you that have been kind enough to add me to your blogroll, thank you. I feel like I’m typing up my acceptance speech for an Academy Award but the only acting I have to do in real life is in front of B, when I don’t want to cook. And honestly, all it really takes is the sad puppy dog eyes and an “I’m tired.” and I’m off the hook.

Anyway, bottom line, thanks for stopping by and come back tomorrow.

Jittery…

Today, I got to meet THE HILARY! May I state to those who read her blog and those that should, she’s fabulous.

I will state that I kinda got dressed up because I wanted to make a good first impression. I didn’t want her to think that I’m a slob of a blogger. As I went to pick her up at her hotel, the best way to describe my nerves was like that of a first date. The fear, I think, is because I love her words and her whit and didn’t want her to feel like she was spending the morning with an inane twit.

Interestingly enough, she felt exactly the same way. We drove off to the breakfast joint Le Peep but decided too many people were waiting outside in the Texas rain and we’d attempt another place. On the way to place B we passed another Le Peep which wasn’t as busy and decided to go on in. I must say that I love Le Peep because they have so much to choose for breakfast. But the best part of it was the company. Hilary and I discussed it all: where we grew up (she and B lived near each other growing up but never met), our lives, education, futures, etc. I must say that her blog represents her personality well. And her hair, I LOVE IT. I forgot to tell you that part, Hil. I wish my curls would be that full (when I wear my hair natural – thank god for flat irons).

Unfortunately, I forgot the small present that I got for Hil at my apartment. I wasn’t really expecting to bring her back over but I couldn’t let her leave Texas without her gift. So, we popped back over to my place where she met the illustrious B and UBERLY POPULAR Sassy La Rue, Superstar Diva Kitty Cat. But, since we are in the process of moving – even though we won’t move until January – there are boxes everywhere. (We thought we might be moving sooner, since we were trying to buy a house so my A-type personality got the better of me and started packing.) I wasn’t too pleased with the apartment but Hilary handled it gracefully.

All too soon I had to return Hilary to her family, her real purpose for her trip, and say, “Ta ta for now!” I really need to find a way to get out to L.A. I wonder if we have offices in that divine city that holds such marvelous peeps!

It’s the happiest…

Season of all. Not because it’s Christmas or cheer or holiday fun. Uh, no. It’s because I GET TO WRAP PRESENTS! I love to wrap gifts in different papers, fabrics, containers with bows and ribbons and fun stuff. Phew, what a sentence. I buy gifts just so I can wrap them up and give them to people. The expression on their face when they are handed an uberly well wrapped package is all I need in life.

Honestly, if I could, I’d have a store just about wrapping stuff and call it All Wrapped Up!. Now, I realize that my present day job is uber-serious and I have to be on professional behavior from 7:30 am to 6:00 pm but in the deepest recesses of my body I am a gift wrapper. There should be a charity to help people out with my type of addiction.

Now, every Christmas I have a different present theme. This year it’s a bit rustic with a modern twist. The colors are soft blues, browns with a hint of silver. I typically get my papers from Target because they carry great quality paper at a low cost with a lot of complimentary accessories. Gosh, I feel like I’m discussing an outfit for a gift but then, I guess I am. Unfortunately, living away from most of my family, I don’t get to wrap a lot of gifts since I tend to order online. If I do find an item in the store, you can bet your bottom dollar that I’ll ship it wrapped. Now, ummmmmmm my addiction calls!

Cop out…

I’m alive. Here is my post. Ummmmm…Tomorrow I get to meet Hilary…that’ll be determined later. I’m pooped. I leave you with this awesome battle of the beasts on the plains of Africa. Love you!

Makes you wonder…

Abigail pointed at me and tagged me with a meme. You know it’s not nice to point but if it’s meme pointing, it’s okay.

The Rules:
# Write a list of things of which you are suspicious. Any number of them will do. Even the number 0 works. This is the first meme that can be done without even doing it. In fact, you’re doing it right now.
# Include the list of rules, if you feel like it.
# Link back to the person who tagged you. Or not.
# Tag however many people you want to tag. You can skip this step.
# If you acted on rule four, leave comments on their websites to let them know that they have been tagged. This step is also completely optional.
# Feel fantastic.

And a way we go…

- People who can’t park their cars. If you can’t park how the hell do I know that you can drive that thing down the road without hitting me in the process?

- Desks that are messy. If you’re desk is messy how about your car, home, anything else?

- Men who brush their hands against you accidentally. You know you did it on purpose you pervert. Okay I’m not really suspicious, but more pissed off.

- The person who tells you that you should only do X, Y or Z. You know the bible thumpers, organic lovers, don’t hurt the flies type of people.

Okay, I don’t have a lot of suspicions that haven’t already been addressed but I’m going to tag a few peeps

Nannette

Jenifer (Yes, it’s spelled correctly – she knows the PROPER way to spell Jenifer)

and

Scritore (though, I doubt he’d play – but I’ll chance it)

A few things…

That I’m thankful for:
- Health Insurance. My back may suck and I might whine but I have insurance to cover my needs when so many don’t. I hope there is a resolution found to this very pressing issue, that others can be thankful as well.
- Unfettered Love. B is my rock and I know he has me first in his priority list as he is in mine. He is tender when needed and strong enough to hold me up when I can’t.
- Faith. It may be a bit religious and a bit fancy but I have it. It’s in humanity and that people are inherently good. Faith, at times, may be a bit foolish but it’s nice blanket to have in life.
- Family. I have a great one. Even though I may not be with my immediate family today, I’m with people who love me – they are my family too.
- Friends. Family you can’t choose but friends you can. I surround myself with people who really do have my best interest at heart. They may not live next door or in the same state but I can call, write or holler at them when needed and they are there.

I hope that you, my lovely readers, have things to be thankful for as well – even if it’s not Thanksgiving where you reside – and remember these things on a daily basis.

Yippy…

We get to leave at 2 pm from work today. That’s all the exciting news that I have for now. Muwahahaha. Actually, I can tell you the news I thought we’d have but it doesn’t look like we’re going to travel down that path. We almost bought a house. Yeah, all you date setters out there were planning my Internet Wedding. Not yet, peeps, not yet.

But, it does look like we’ll be moving to a new apartment in January. This one bedroom, uberly small place just isn’t cutting it and we’d like a bigger spot to call home. A house would’ve been great but we just felt a little rushed to purchase something before the end of the year. One lovely spot wanted us to make a decision by 5 pm today when we’d just viewed the new construction on Saturday. I’m sorry but investing that much money into something, you gotta give a girl some time. It’s not like we’re buying a pair of shoes here. Also, we realized that we don’t know what part of Houston we’d like to call home. Or, how long we’d like to live there. Are we buying a place for a few years or the long haul. ETC. But, it did open my eyes to things that I never thought of: Bedroom placement, where the laundry room is located, how easy would it be to resell the property…It’s a bit overwhelming.

Now you guys know the news that isn’t going to happen. If anything else big comes up, I’ll let you all know.