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Baby Annie etc

Thu, 18 Dec 2008 04:33:10 GMT

I need to start going to bed earlier. My little Annie is a parasite feasting on all of my energy & nutrition! I am 30 weeks along now. She was moving around a lot tonight- very active. Probably trying to tell her mother to get her butt in gear.

I think the holidays will be hard. They already are. This will be the first Christmas I've ever spent without my family. I'm not going "home" this year. I would really prefer for Christmas not to come at all. None of it will be the same without My Andy. My late nights out with him were always the best part of my Christmas visits. That and playing Whack-a-Mole with him & Madison. I would always kick their butts. Jenni wouldn't ever play, she'd just root us on.

Mark loves Christmas. LOVES it. He's disappointed that I am depressed & don't want to have anything to do with it. That makes me feel bad but I don't have the energy to fake it. Poor Mark. He wants to understand how I'm feeling, but he can't. It's a good thing really because it means he's never felt like this. He bought a tree on one of his days off & it was totally decorated when I got home. He had rearranged the room & everything. He had bought a new lamp and some wall hangings which he hung up. He framed the artwork I bought for the baby's room and hung it up. The house was clean and everything looked so nice. I smiled and gave him a kiss - said thanks and walked around the house to see everything. It was so nice but I still felt bad. Like nothing could be done to make me feel better and that no matter how hard he tries, I'm still going to be sad. How cam he deal with that? And why should he? I feel guilty about it.

Most of all I just miss my brother. I keep thinking of holding his hand in the hospital and what it felt like...it was so hot because his temperature was going up...and we kept having to wipe the sleep out of the corners of his eyes. I lifted up the covers to feel his feet - to see if they were warm & I remembered that he had the same weird peanut shaped toes as me...and long skinny feet. We were more alike than I even thought - and that's saying alot because I always thought we were little clones. In fact, I've never been much of a morning person but since Andy died it's even harder to get out of bed...not only because I miss him but because I think of him whenever I look in the mirror. I hate looking in the mirror.

Time for bed. Another day another dollar.

I love you little bro.

hmmm

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 03:09:24 GMT

I wonder if it will always be like this - feel like this. It's like part of my heart is gone and I can't get it back. I don't want to do anything other than what I have to do. Work. Sleep. Eat. Repeat. That's enough for me. I'm going home next weekend to help go through his things and to help pick out his headstone.

Maybe when Annie is born I will feel a little more alive. Until then: work. sleep. eat. repeat.

meaning...

Wed, 15 Oct 2008 12:17:09 GMT

What I meant by the first part of my last entry was not to sound angry - I meant that although I think it's human nature to want to be heard - have someone listen and understand what you are saying - when something like this happens you don't want to hear that anyone KNOWS exactly how you're feeling... because no matter whom you have lost, it is nothing like the other person's experience because this is your own. It's almost insulting to compare how one person felt when someone they cared about died however long ago to how someone else feels about a death that just happened. And in an instance such as this, which is something I hope nobody ever has to go through themselves - losing a younger sibling - you don't want to hear every person's story of losing someone and their scenario and their sob stories - as if it's a game of one-upping your misery. "Well you think you got it bad? When my _______ died...." Anytime someone launches into their "I know how you feel, when my [insert any person imaginable] died...." scenario - I just tune it out, nod every once in a while and look for a break in the conversation so I can get away and be alone. I think it happens at least twice a day... although not yesterday because I stayed home sick. I was puking in the early morning hours and then slept all day long. Probably what my body needed... now I am back at work. Thrilling.

hmph

Tue, 14 Oct 2008 02:50:33 GMT

My brother died 2 Mondays ago - September 29. He was 30 years old. The baby of the family. He wasn't sick - it just happened out of the blue. Arteriovenous malformation in his brain - which produced a stroke and a massive brain bleed. It was congential...nothing any of us ever knew about. It was a shock.

I am trying to deal with it, but it's hard. People saying things like "I know exactly what you're going through when my [insert anyone they know who may have died here - usually someone that was 90 years old] died, I was devastated" - that doesn't help. You know what I'm feeling? I don't think so. Come to me when you are 5 months pregnant and your 30 year old brother whom you love dearly has a massive stroke and you hop on a plane immediately to be with him so you can stroke his hair and hold his hand and kiss his face one last time even though he's already so far gone he doesn't even know you're there - and then we'll talk.

I think the hardest part is that the world carries on and you're expected to just get up and go back to work and put on a smile and try to make it through the day. Your life is forever changed while everyone else just carries on. It's a weird feeling. It's numbing. I think in the past week and a half I've learned to be stone faced most of the time and when I get home at night I just put on my pajamas and curl up on the couch to be alone with my own feelings and my true self...and Zoe. She's always here to comfort me. And Mark's been great - he wakes up when I wake up in the middle of the night and talks to me as long as I need him to. But he's working most nights, so he's not here when I get home and it's just hard for me to cry in front of him all the time anyway. I'm the strong one supposedly. I'm the one who pulls myself together and carries on.

I have the baby to focus on. Little Annie. She's the reason I make myself eat and the reason I attempt to get any rest. I still can't sleep through the night, but I get what sleep I can for the baby - so that's a good thing. She's a good thing to focus my attention on. Every once in a while she gives me a swift kick to remind me that life carries on.

update

Tue, 26 Aug 2008 03:39:40 GMT

Well, my sister stopped Livejournal "poking" me (what the hell is that?!) a while ago so I suppose I can finally update. Not sure where I left off so I will just tackle the main events.

1 - Mark and I got married on March 4 and had our reception June 28th I think. It was a Saturday. It was much fun besides a little drama created completely for no reason/selfish reasons and I just ignored it quite frankly. Totally ridiculous. The Mayflies were fabulous and The Backwaits were great too and they are now my 8 year old niece's favorite band I guess. Seemed like everybody had a great time and I know everybody drank a lot....except for me which brings me to number....

2 - I am pregnant! Woo-hoo. I have never been ashamed of saying it's the thing I've always wanted most in life - a baby of my own.... to be a mom. Now I will be one. Today was the first day of my 2nd trimester. The little seamonkey should now look more like a baby than a seamonkey or an alien. The baby has all it's limbs and even fingernails. I am 14 weeks along and my tummy is poking out. It came from out of nowhere and I finally look like I have a beer belly. I am super excited and can't wait until my next ultrasound (Sept 11) to see what the baby looks like now and how he/she is doing. They MIGHT be able to tell then if the baby is a boy or a girl - but will definitely be able to tell by the week 20 ultrasound. Keep your fingers crossed we'll find out at the next one! I want to know as soon as possible.

3 - Mark and I bought a house - closed on July 31 and moved in August 9. Moving pregnant and during your first (and most tiring) trimester really sucks. Thanks to Matt and Marc L. for the help....that's all. Thanks to just those 2.

4 - There have been 2 different rounds of layoffs at work. We are down to about half of the amount of people in my office alone. I have made it through both rounds so far. I hope there aren't anymore. It's really stressful.

5 - Mark and I went to a wedding the weekend after we moved in so we still haven't had much time to unpack. It's hard to get a lot done after working a full day. I get home from work and take a nap immediately most days. Hopefully I will start to get more energy in my 2nd trimester and will be able to knock out some of this unpacking before I become HUGE.

6 - My dad took a temporary job in Chicago back around Christmas or something. My mom and my dad travel back and forth between Chicago and Louisville to visit each other just about every weekend sometimes every other weekend... until recently. I guess it was last Tuesday - my dad called my mom and told her he wanted a divorce and added that he would be moving some woman in with him the following day. My mom was totally shocked and caught off guard and has been having a really hard time with it. Me? I'm just pissed off that he would do that to my mom. It's upsetting - yes - but it's more upsetting that my mom has to deal with this. They have been married for 39 years and he ended with a phone call. She is crushed and just keeps saying "he was the love of my life. I don't know what to do without him." It's so sad. He didn't call me or my sister or brother to tell us any of it. We heard the whole story from my mom while he hid away in his apartment in Chicago. I'm really just worried about my mom. I'm smart enough to realize that it doesn't really affect my life very much. It just makes me realize how little I've spoken to him in the past year - because it doesn't even seem like I'm not speaking to him. Pathetic really. I loved my dad. I always thought he was a great man. I guess I was wrong. What can you do? Anyway - besides my mom, I also feel sorry for my dad. He's going to miss out on meeting his second grandchild.... at least for a while - indefinitely. I won't rule out the fact that he could potentially have a place in my life later - much later... but for now I think I would like to do without him. Ideally we will be able to work things out before he dies - but I don't see any real harm in raising my child without a grandpa on my side. Mark has a mom and a stepdad and I have a mom. 3 is enough grandparents. Oh and I should add that the woman that my father is screwing is also married - to her FOURTH husband. So I'm sure this relationship will last a REALLY long time with my father. The sad thing is, when all the dust settles, he'll be the one standing there all alone and we will have all gone on with our lives, stronger and closer as a family - without him. And he'll just be a lonely old man. It's so pathetic. I don't know what he's thinking - and quite frankly, I don't care. I just hope my mom will be alright.

It's very strange to be the first person amongst your "friends" to be pregnant. Nobody really cares and it's all just a little foreign and strange to them I guess so they don't talk to you very much and don't invite you to do many things. But the women at work ask me how I'm feeling every day and ask to see the ultrasound photos, etc. so that's nice. I guess when you're older you think about other people more and you have been through it so you realize how hard it is and can relate better and offer to help or something.

That's about it really. There's been so much going on sometimes it's hard to catch a breath. It's all a little overwhelming anyway and you throw in some raging pregnant lady hormones and it's just craziness... but I'm managing and managing quite well if I do say so myself.

Zoe and I are off to bed. It's past our bedtime...

yeeeesssss!

Thu, 22 May 2008 02:48:48 GMT

Yay David Cook!
Yippie!
That breathy 17 year old too-smiley girl disguised as a boy didn't win! America's not totally insane afterall.
Hooray for my new rocker boy.

**Yes - I watched AI this season people - get over it!**

OMG - funny shit

Wed, 07 May 2008 21:02:42 GMT

Haha. Okay - so weird things pop up when you Google Jakob Dylan.
You absolutely must read this - it is HYSTERICAL:

http://thejamminjabber.com/2007/04/12/jakob-dylan-had-sex-with-a-one-breasted-stripper-who-killed-herself/

people are strange

Wed, 27 Feb 2008 20:53:17 GMT

What would YOU call a small room with shelves and a door and a light?

Here's the story:
There is this girl at work who been super nasty to me lately and I have no idea why.
Anyway, today I carried back this order for her department, it was 5 boxes of folders. I don't typically carry things back, but I felt like taking a walk. So I carry them back and say, "Last time Mike ordered these he put them in a closet back here. Do you know which closet it is? I'd be happy to put them away." She gave me a nasty look and SNATCHED them out of my hands (ripped them out of my hands) and said in this very rude tone of voice: "It is NOT a closet! He keeps them in this little room around the corner with shelves and a door and a light".
I said, "Fine. whatever. Where I come from that is called a closet." and I just walked off.
I have seen this "little room around the corner with shelves and a door and a light". It is a friggin' closet.

What the hell???

disgusting

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 04:50:14 GMT

You know what is disgusting to me? I just saw an Elvis commercial.... you know the one, where they show him in his fancy white jumpsuit on stage and they are selling a CD or a DVD (late night on CNN) and are trying to convince you that a) it's something you've never seen before and it's something NEW and EXCITING and b) they are giving you THE DEAL OF A LIFETIME and you should BUY IT NOW FOR THIS GREAT LIMITED TIME OFFER NOT AVAILABLE IN STORES!!!! Well, what is disgusting to me is that I just realized I was watching "the fat Elvis". You know - there was Elvis and then there was "the fat Elvis". I was just watching what people deemed the fat Elvis and that is just wrong!! The man really wasn't fat! Who the fuck cares if he's fatter than he was when he was 20? Aren't we all? Maybe he doubled his weight from when he was a teenager? Who cares? I've finally doubled my weight from 5th grade but nobody's calling me fat! Did he sing any better when he was skinny? Worse when he was fat?? No. And why do people refer to themselves as "when I was thinner?" Yeah - well when _I_ was thinner I was 45 pounds and I was in 5th grade bitches! Is that healthy thinking? NO.

Ugh. It irritates me. I don't care how much I weigh. I don't care how much you weigh. I CERTAINLY don't care how much Elvis weighed at 20, at 40, or how much he weighs now (assuming he's hiding out in a phat closet in Graceland). Be what you want to be - weigh what you want to weigh - as long as you're happy. Just don't take too many drugs, enlarge your heart and die at 42 like "Fat Elvis".

in anticipation of a treat...

Sat, 17 Nov 2007 18:01:15 GMT

in anticipation of a treat...
Originally uploaded by sandishortcake

My baby in her winter parka...waiting for a treat.

Yippie

Wed, 24 Oct 2007 14:52:41 GMT

Yippie
Originally uploaded by sandishortcake

I am officially engaged!

Zoe July 2007

Tue, 31 Jul 2007 00:52:32 GMT

Zoe July 2007
Originally uploaded by sandishortcake

Isn't she gorgeous? I love this photo. My beautiful baby. She's the best - and she's such a mama's girl. I've never met a more loving creature.

please finish - please finish!!!!

Sun, 22 Jul 2007 02:49:03 GMT

Dear God,

Please please please tell me that someone I know and love has finished this book already! I have to talk to someone about it. Finish reading ASAP and CALL ME IMMEDIATELY!

your reluctant (and currently HP obsessed) friend,
Sandi

PS. Harry Potter Rulz.

Harry Potter 7 -BRING IT ON BIOTCH!

Sat, 21 Jul 2007 06:28:42 GMT

I don't care what any of you have to say about it. This is how I feel:

For those of you who are slow (notice my left arm).
I'll tell you tomorrow if I was wrong.

new tattoo

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 04:36:06 GMT

new tattoo
Originally uploaded by sandishortcake

Here's my new tattoo. It was going to be just the little chubby hummingbird (to the left of the photo - which is actually the bird closest to my wrist) but there was a miscommunication and Chunk (the bird) wound up with a buddy. I just got it around 10pm so it's still quite swollen. I'll try to take another photo once it's all healed up... maybe I'll have a new camera by then and won't have to use the little built-in thing on my computer...
I like it... but it's going to take some getting used to. It's so weird to see something there. Not to mention it's aching more than any of my other ones did after the fact. I don't think tattoos hurt - getting them or after the fact- but this is really aching now - 2 hours later. My others didn't ache this much. Ouch.

today

Wed, 20 Jun 2007 17:19:47 GMT

Today's the anniversary of Jim's death and it's the first time in 11 years that I've had something completely wonderful and fun to do that I'm totally looking forward to: Wilco's playing in Charlotte. Yippie. I think after 11 years it's certainly time to go out and have a great time and cut a rug. I had wondered in the past how long it would take for me to let June 20th go by without a passing thought of Jim and I just realized that I will always think of him - but maybe I won't always be so sad or depressed about it... and tonight Jim, wherever your spirit may be, feel free to look down on me shaking my booty and laugh that loud nasal-y laugh of yours while tapping your American-flag chucks to the glorious beat! I'll be laughing and tapping along with you my friend! "Young American Freak"[s] indeed!

howdy

Sun, 13 May 2007 20:05:56 GMT

I haven't written in this thing in so long... my apologies. I forget about it and even forget to read my pals updates as well. There's not too much to write about when you're in a relationship and aren't going out much anymore so there's little to no drama whatsoever. We have the occassional spat of course (which sometimes gets mentioned on here) but besides that, everything is just fine. Nothing too interesting to report, unless you consider me still being madly in love "interesting". I swear, I don't think I'll have anything to write about until we get engaged. (Which will hopefully be very soon.)

Tomorrow's my birthday so we had a girls day/night out yesterday. Ginger and Liza came to town. We went to get manicures and pedicures in the afternoon. (Thanks girls!) Then we (minus Liza) went to Piedmont, where Mark works, for dinner (thanks Ginger!). It was delicious. We proceeded to The OC and had a few drinks and great conversation. We were all home by about 1am. Not too shabby. Ginger spent the night here and I think it's the first time in ages that we didn't have mac & cheese as a midnight snack. Sorry Ginger. I was so tired...

So tomorrow night Sloan's playing at the Cradle. As you may remember, they played on my 30th birthday also. This is very exciting. Unfortunately, Ginger can't attend this "event" but Liza will still be here. It should be entertaining to say the least. Hopefully I will have my new camera by then so I can take plenty of pictures. I hope they have it in stock at Best Buy tomorrow when we go to get it. (Thanks in advance to Mark for a fabulous gift!) Here it is:

Yay! It's PINK!!!! (I've read reviews and it's also supposed to be a great camera - so double woo-hoo!)

Hmmm, what else? Zoe is getting a little chunky. I have lost a few pounds, which is just terrible. I have switched to natural (non-toxic) automatic dishwashing detergent (Seventh Generation gel) and it works just as well as the toxic stuff... and it doesn't make me sneeze or hurt my eyes while the dishwasher is running. So this is big excitement for little miss housewife over here. I also bought a soda maker and make my own seltzer a few times a day. It kicks ass & is saving me mucho dinero. Other than my efforts to become more green (natural cleaners, detergents, etc) there is not much going on in my life. I research stupid shit on the internet daily... things like "how to naturally get rid of ants" (I just typed "aunts" by accident), "the best natural automatic dishwashing detergent", "the best natural diet for your dog", and "how to roast your own green coffee beans using a hot air popcorn popper". This is how I keep myself entertained, educated, and informed these days.

What is happening to me? I need to have a baby so I have something more interesting to write about.

Ta!

no no = win win

Fri, 20 Apr 2007 03:42:04 GMT

Well, wouldn't you know it - the ONE game I miss (I was at the Flaming Lips concert last night) is a NO HITTER for our boy Buehrle! I have the "Extra Innings" package so I've been watching EVERY game. I had that concert last night and forgot to set my Tivo to record the game... what luck!

Oh well, I caught the highlights on Baseball Tonight AND Sportscenter, so I guess that's sufficient. NO NO = WIN WIN for my GO GO Sox. Yippie. Looks like they're getting things back on track. I need to get up there for a damn game. I really need a vacation. (Article here if interested) My favorite quote of the night was "it doesn't take a Rolls Royce very long to get warm" - Hawk said this about Jermaine Dye when he hit a grand slam. Sweet.

The Flaming Lips show was awesome! Every time I see them I remember what a great show they put on and what a great time the entire crowd has during it. I want to go on tour with them. Where else can you feel that much like a kid again - minus the beer in hand (and purse) of course?! I believe it's impossible to see them without a huge smile on your face. During "Do You Realize" , I put both of my arms in the air while confetti rained all over me and I spun around thinking "now THIS is life!" $42 (with all the fees) and worth every penny! Confetti, aliens, female santas, puppets, laser pointers, strobe lights.... what more could you ask for?! Yippie!

And as if life wasn't good enough already, the Sox won again tonight with a big RBI from my fave Crede (SOX WIN SOX WIN SOX WIN!) tomorrow is jeans & donuts day at work, it's Friday, the Durham Bulls are in town this weekend, and the Sox are playing again tomorrow night. Hip Hip Hurray!

Oh yeah - and in a company of 170 employees, I won the Rookie of the Year award at my company "Founders Day" event (this past Friday night) complete with a speech that included a quote from Ginger (from my resume) and a Guns n' Roses mention. How cool is that?! Yippie!!!

hmmm

Fri, 30 Mar 2007 20:35:30 GMT

I am bored at work. It's a beautiful day outside and a lot of people have already left. I'm on the phones today - so I can't leave early. I never leave early anyway... Today has been an interesting day. I think everyone has spring fever or something.

Funny things at work today:
- while I was at lunch the person covering the front desk got a call from a "This is Dick Cock. C-O-C-K!" He spelled it for her and everything. And it was his real name.

- Someone was hanging a shelf on the wall today. I said "Is our resident handy man hanging something over there?" His response (very innocently): "Yes. Why? Would you like something mounted this weekend?" My reply: "I'm not even going to touch that one."

- "I'm coming in on Sunday to do some work." - "Well, if you get hungry, I always have snacks in my desk." - "Thanks! I'll have to raid your drawers this weekend." *long pause followed by too much laughter*

I guess that's about it lately. Mark and I have had a lot of ups and downs lately but I think it will all work out in the end. We both know it's worth working through...

NEVER USE 1-800-FLOWERS - EVER!

Mon, 19 Feb 2007 00:25:27 GMT

Just so you know, don't EVER use 1-800-Flowers for anything - ever. Here is the THIRD complaint I sent to the company - and btw, didn't get any responses:

"I placed an order on Feb. 10 for delivery on Valentines Day and my flowers have never arrived. The delivery was GUARANTEED for Valentines Day. The order was never shipped and my credit card has already been charged.

I have contacted you twice already (via email) regarding this matter and have had no response. I have also tried to call NUMEROUS times and each time I am given a recording which promptly hangs up on me. This is just unacceptable.

I am shocked, appalled and dismayed at the way this matter has [not] been handled. I have been ignored (and hung up on!) on every attempt. I have already begun to spread the word to all of my friends and family about the terrible service - complete LACK of service to be exact - I have received.

After receiving this email, I expect you to refund the entire amount of the order: $100.98. Nothing short of IMMEDIATELY will be sufficient. If this is not done and If I do not receive a response from you via email or phone within the next 48 hours, I will be contacting the Better Business Bureau to file a complaint. "

and here's the whole story, as sent to a consumer affairs site online (and I'm sending it to the Better Business Bureau as well):

"My boyfriend ordered flowers for me on Feb. 10 for "guaranteed" delivery on Valentines Day, Feb. 14. His credit card was charged for the full amount ($100.98) on the day he placed the order. My flowers never arrived. We tried calling customer service and were routed through various telephone prompts, placed on hold for 20+ minutes and finally got a recording saying "we are unable to take your call at this time" and we were hung up on! We sent several emails, all of which were ignored.

Finally, 3 days after Valentines Day I was able to speak to a human being after calling their main headquarters (located in NY). The woman was not sympathetic or apologetic in any way. She said "I would be happy to cancel the order if you would like". Cancel the order? For flowers that never arrived? Give me a break. I told her I expected our credit card to be refunded the full amount immediately. The credit will take up to 7 days to appear and since we used our debit card, we are out $101 CASH in the meantime. Also, we were told that the shipment was delayed due to bad weather in our area! I live in North Carolina and the weather was perfect that day. I will never use this company again and I plan to tell everyone I know not to use them as well.

What a way to run a business! This is a terrible, TERRIBLE company!"

Also - there was a place to tell them the damages incurred so this is what I wrote:
"We were told the credit would take up to 7 days to show on our credit card from the time I was able to get someone on the phone. Since we used our debit card, this is actual CASH that was stolen from us. Essentially, they've gotten a $100.98 tax free loan from us for 14 days! Ridiculous! This, quite frankly, ruined Valentines Day for us."

So there you go! Never use 1-800-Flowers! Ever. Please spread the word.

i'm wondering....

Wed, 24 Jan 2007 03:53:30 GMT

I was thinking about going back and unlocking all of the locked entries - making everything public. I mean, when a situation has worked itself out and it's no longer a problem then who cares what was said about it at the time, right? Does anybody read this thing who isn't able to see the locked entries besides Laird anyway? Comment on this and let me know if there are any people out there who didn't get to read some entries. Maybe I'll unlock them. Might as well just throw everything out there before Mark and I get married, right? And just a warning - I don't think much of it is really all that interesting... just some arguments and drama - normal beginning of a relationship stuff for the most part.

And no - NO, we are not engaged...

Not yet.

Happy 2007 to all of us!

Wed, 24 Jan 2007 03:33:17 GMT

Happy 2007!
Originally uploaded by sandishortcake.

Here's to a Happy 2007 for all!!! (photo taken right after midnight by Mark with my little pink Razr)

Howdy folks - from my new iMac! Yippie!

So yes, I went 2 months (and 2 days) without updating. Sorry. My iBook was dead. Yes, dead I say. It was a combination of boys leaving stuff on the floor and dogs peeing on stuff on the floor. Very sad. Very sad indeed.

BUT - I write you now from my brand spankin' new iMac!! Woot! Woot! Mark bought it for me. It has a huge hard drive, it's very fast, it has a built-in camera & microphone... a remote control, wireless keyboard and wireless mouse... only ONE chord (!!!!) and it is GORGEOUS!!! Just gorgeous. It has a lot of stuff that I haven't even tried yet. Moving shit from my external hard drive (purchased before my peed on hard drive corroded in order to salvage all 60 GB of info from my iBook) to my new baby was simple and things are great. I was even able to just drag and drop the MS Office Suite onto this thing without any problem. Yes yes, I know... mucking up a Mac with Windows software is f'ed up but the business world doesn't take kindly to documents typed in AppleWorks.

Ok... ok... enough about my new awesome computer... (I'm trying to use tons of ellipses to annoy Miss Liza who is getting married tomorrow by the way...) just kidding on the getting married thing... I think she's going to wait at least another day for that.

Moving onward - I am living in a new establishment. It's a cool 2 bedroom house that's literally less than half a block from my old shithole. So it's 2-3 blocks from Weaver Street - which also means it is about 3 blocks from my favorite local pub: The OC and less than 5 blocks from just about everything cool in town. Walking distance to the Cradle, so stumble on back to my place. Mark and I will put you up.

Mark is fabulous. He is Mr. Moneybags in this relationship, a fact he doesn't let me forget. I can live with that. He saved up enough cash for us to move out of the old place much faster than anticipated. Our new place is perfect. It has 2 bedrooms, 1 for us and 1 for Miss iMac. We now have a dishwasher, a washer & dryer, a back porch, a picnic table, AN iMAC, and most importantly a new clean and well-kept house that's not too small for 2 people, a dog, 1 froggie (Stardust died, Ziggy is still alive), 1 beta (Wilco or "Little Willie" for short) and an iMac (!!!). Mark and I are no longer ready to strangle each other each and every day.

Now if only I could go through all of this crap and find a place for everything...

What else has happened? Hmmm...

Crush has a new girlfriend who seems fabulous. (and that's going to be my only mention of you in this entry mister!)

Liza has a new boyfriend who seems fabulous.

Amanda is dating David, which at first was a shock to all of us gals, but we came around. He seems fabulous.

Ginger, Susan and I are going on a roadtrip this weekend that is bound to be fabulous.

So all in all, everything is just fabulous.

With the exception of deader-than-a-doornail Froggie Stardust who is chillin' in a ziplock bag in the fridge, waiting to be returned to the pet store for a new Froggie. I think I'll name this one Perhaps.

Perhaps he'll live.

Perhaps. Perhaps. Perhaps.

Chapel Hill

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 22:50:34 GMT

Chapel Hill
Originally uploaded by voxtrot.

Yay! The Voxtrot boys posted a picture of one of them (Mitch) with my baby Zoe on their Flickr page! haha.

Our family

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 20:20:47 GMT

Our family
Originally uploaded by sandishortcake.

Or this one? I am trying to decide which one to print and put in a frame somewhere around the house...

Mission Lick Attack : A success!

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 20:19:51 GMT

Mission Lick Attack : A success!
Originally uploaded by sandishortcake.

Do you like this picture better than the next one I'm going to post?