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My Bizarre Life…

So out of nowhere someone who decided to call herself “Sandra” posted on an entry from last October. It was obvious that she had read this first page though, because she was loving enough to write “Not only are you a total fatty (size 12-16 my ass! More like 22/24 from the photos I’ve seen)” She went on to say how I should leave my ex-husband alone. Short version, the post was about how I contacted him after 9/11 to see if he was ok and if he had been deployed. My interests went no further then that. Wife #3 freaked, thought I was trying to steal her man. I’m starting to think Sandra must be a friend of wife #3 from comments like “Why do you dwell on this so much when you should be having a life” and “Get off your high horse and move on honey because he certainly has and did a lot better! I think that is what the real issue here is anyway.”

Uh, I got divorced over 9 years ago. I moved on way back then as he was already dating wife #2 and even though he suggested, more then once, that we should get back together *I* had no interest in that whatsoever. But it completely cracks me up that this woman writes FIVE MONTHS after I made a post that I should stop dwelling on it. Hello? Have I even mentioned it in five months? NO. Because I don’t dwell on it. He caused all of the issues with wife #3 by telling her for whatever reason that he thought I wanted him back – FAR from reality. Matter of fact, a year ago when he suggested it I replied “have you grown 4 inches yet?” Outside of all of the other HUGE issues that ended our marriage, the fact that he is the same height as me was an issue in and of itself.

As I sit her in size 12 pants and a large sweater I have to laugh over the 22/24 comment. The largest clothing size I ever purchased was a size 18 top when I was 8 months pregnant. Anyone that has EVER met me in person can verify that a size 22 is not anything I have ever worn in the past 32 years of my life.

So, the point of this babbling? Who knows. I probably shouldn’t even post it because I have only thought of my ex-husband once in the past 5 months and that was when my cousin was involved in conflict in Afghanistan. Maybe it’s the “total fatty” comment, and how much it bugs me. Because, as I posted yesterday, I LIKE ME. I am quite happy right where I am. Would I like to be more tone? Yes. But I have no desire at all to be a twig.

So Sandra? I hope that the ex & his wife #3 are happy. I hope she somehow found some trust for him, as it was evident from her e-mails last fall that she had none. I hope she has gotten a clue somewhere in the past 5 months and realized that I have no need for her man. If I had wanted him, I would have kept him 10 years ago. He’s a nice guy, I wish him nothing but the best in the world. As for me? I’m not dwelling on it, haven’t in 10 years. I felt concern for someone. I’m not in a relationship right now by choice – I want to move in a year, is there really any point in dating someone here? No. Thank you for your feedback. Next time read a bit more and see the big picture before you jump down my throat though, ok?

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Far, Far Away…

There was a Friday Five a few weeks ago that asked what is the farthest you have ever traveled from home, so I decided to calculate it. From Houston, Texas it is:
– 5364 miles (8632 km) to Nurnberg, Germany.
– 5430 miles (8739 km) to Munich, Germany.
– 5499 miles (8850 km) to Salzburg, Austria.
– 5560 miles (8948 km) to Venice, Italy.
– 5708 miles (9186 km) to Rome, Italy.

Just in case you ever wondered.

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Recovery…

I have not had a productive enough day. I’m still recovering from SXSW. I went to sleep last night by 9:45pm again. So, let’s see: Sunday night, in bed at 2:30am. Monday night, 4:30am. Tuesday night, 4:00am. Wednesday night, 9:15pm. Thursday night, 12:30am. Friday night, 9:45pm. Tonight … who knows. It’s getting close to midnight & I am sleepy. No wonder my body is still feeling sluggish, it can’t figure out when it’s supposed to sleep! Thursday & Friday morning I was up by 7:30am. This morning I woke up at 4:30am, read until 6:30am and then slept past noon. There is so much I want to do, but it’s too much. I can’t figure out where to start even. So I cleaned the kitchen & vacuumed the whole apartment. That made me feel a little better. Then I have been looking at my SXSW photos. I need to resize them before I can put them online, but I’m too tired to do them all. I want to run Gallery like Pamela used for hers, but my sleepy brain can’t follow the installation instructions. I might just dump my photos into a directory for the time being and let you rummage through them there.

Jason returns from Minnesota at noon tomorrow. He has been having a blast up there in Winona, Forest Lake & Wyoming. Yes, Wyoming, Minnesota. A city. Named Wyoming. It confused the heck out of me at first too. They got snow while he was there, he got to go sledding, build snowmen and have snowball fights. I think they decided against the ice fishing as the fish weren’t really biting, but he did get to “walk on water” out on the Mississippi in Winona, he end up taking all his saltwater fishing rods and reels home.

I have almost caught up on shows on the Tivo. I think I’ll finish this Crossing Jordan and then head to bed. Still have a few Law & Order episodes and a Call for Help left, but they can wait until tomorrow.

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Cubite Floor Plan…

I wonder if I can submit the Ultimate Tech Support Cubicle floorplan for consideration. I would like DirectTV so I can watch Call for Help daily. [via nf0’s Life]

On a side note, I must note my amusement over the ad that appeared on the Cubicle site. Win an Ass Kicking! Maybe it’s just me, but while I would love to take a trip to Vancouver, they can keep the ass kicking, thankyouverymuch. Somehow Malcolm-Jamal Warner and Luke Perry just don’t scare me very much. Well, they do sometimes, but probably not in the way Showtime intended. Did they cancel “Leap Years” on me to replace it with this?!?? Meanies.

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Cubites, Unite!

The day has come where I am giving up my comfy quiet office (with a door!) to move into the development room in cubite land at our office. But we don’t even really have cubes because there are no walls! I wonder if Todd will start a support group for the indentured cubites of the world. “To be deprived of privacy and silence has got to be a crime against humanity.” How am I going to survive? I know how. I’m buying big headphones this weekend. I may not even listen to music – just use them to keep out all noise. And I am going to somehow build a wall around my desk. Floor to ceiling, giving me as much peace as possible. At least there will be no more TPS Reports.