Final Day of the pay period, and it’s a busy one. not many clients but busy. Two chemical services today. One perm. One relaxer. It’ll go by fast, which makes me happy. I want to be off work. Go spend a teensy bit of money at the grocery store. Food for myself and the cats…I’m going to make Matchoo’s homemade chicken noodle soup this weekend. I want to come home, possibly pick up some of the house and get onto the couch with the tv/movies and not get up.

for that, I’m excited.

It’s foggy here. Foggy November weather. I love it. Soup. Snuggling on the couch with the cats. Seriously, it’s the best weekend in the history of weekends!!!!!

i’m a dork. I know.

Happy Saturday Ya’ll!!!

Today is a long one folks. I was up at 5:30 to hit the gym. I got there at five after six…it was difficult to get out of bed. . .

Yesterday was good. Decent at work. It’s still going to be about 800 less this paycheck for leaving three days. Gah. Ying and Yang. I went and did a little home hair last night for a high school friend, so home around 9. just a long day. Today another long one. We are doing a charity event at the salon. We’re all leaving at 3:45 and heading over to Chesapeake. (they pretty much own this state in regards to the oil and gas industry) We’re doing makeovers and some sort of fashion thing. No one really knows what the hell we’re doing but we’re all in black, I’m on the Consultation Team, helping women with suggestions for future cuts and styles. This thing won’t end till 9.

you do the math. up at 5:30. not finished with work until 9. then I”m sure we’ll go grab a late supper possible a cocktail to unwind. Come ON weekend, come on.

This is what i want for the weekend.
Sleep.
Laundry.
Unpacking (nope. have not done that yet)
Dealing with the closets. (haven’t done that yet either)
watching tv/movies
reading.
making soup.
more sleep.
watching some football.
some brunch.

And if some of it gets done, great. if none of it gets done? great too.

Happy Friday, ya’ll.

i had planned on getting up early and hitting the gym. . . but slept in instead…still coming down from the drip and crazy month previous. I’m excited about a calm weekend, just putzing around my house. Nesting for the winter…

Work has been ok. It’s perm week again. Book one, then two more show up! I love it. Hopefully it will help with this weak pay period since I was gone three days of it. Gah.

I don’t really have much to say this morning apparently. Oh well. I’ll be back later. Have a fabulous day my friends!

good byes have always made me crazy. stories tell me that when i was a wee lass, i would cry, weep, wail and mourn the space of a city block.

it’s true.

i despise goodbyes. they kill me. they kill me till I’m seriously dead.

which makes one wonder who of this ilk could possibly survive the lifestyle that i adorned for so long?

i remember being in the van with Abbylicious the First, and kicking those stupid boys out of our vehicle and singing at the TOP OF OUR LUNGS:

and the thing is?

i would do it all again.

because they know me…and by the viewing of my Facebook page? Abbylicious2 knows me too. As does my other people, my other tribe, my other family.

and tonight… I am blessed.
I am puffy eyed due to Abbylicious2’s gifts on my page…but how lucky am I to have HER in my life?

all of you that love me…

through the years.
snork. snuffle. snorflaffle….sniff.

Through the years..

and not holding. not really. running right for the finish line is more like it. I don’t get crazy about age or birthdays, but for the celebration aspect of it! I love my birthday. I love that my mom and dad had me, despite their age and inexperience in life. I love that my birthday is in November, though I did not when I was young.

I just stepped out on my porch, having fed the livestock, and grabbed a cup of coffee in my koala mug and it’s here. my weather. Nippy. Fallish. Layers and scarves. I guess I took the unseasonal weather to Wisconsin and Chicago last week because we were amazed. no coats. no gloves or hats. barely long sleeves…sometimes just HOT! it was perfect.

Today, though. Today as I prepare to return to work I’m so happy to be home. I’m so happy to see my girls at the salon. I’m so happy for some sushi and George and goats tonight. I’m so happy and blessed and full of cheesy delicious goodness and love from people who not only know who I am, but accept me without a second thought. I am full. I am blessed.

Thirty nine is going to be an amazing experience. I’m ready.

Happy Tuesday Ya’ll!

that I would give you a bigger better more discriptive post about the weekend.
Turns out I did not.

Driving into Chicago, singing broadway tunes, stopping at Ikea, eating at Sweet Tomatos Buffet…when we got deep into the heart of the city and checked into our hotel…I was done. Showers, blissful showers and soft clothes happened.
we uploaded some pics. I haven’t done a lot of that yet. I ran lines with Dion, who is heading back to Michigan today and being put into the show tonight. Then we crashed. zonked out.

No weekend story for you.

Today, I’m sippin my coffee, about to hit the shower again and get ready. It’s overcast here, so today will be the one day we will wear our coats and possibly a layer or two. My friend Dan is coming down and I’m going to cut his hair here in the hotel bathroom and after Dion heads off east, Kizz, Dan and I will wander around a bit…

The weekend story will be coming. As well as pictures. It’s been amazing. These people, these beautiful people in my life…best birthday present ever.

Happy Monday, ya’ll.

It’s Sunday morning, Kizz and I have mosied over to the house and are sippin coffee and enjoying a lazy day with Matt and Steph. Last night, was fabulous. I have a long post with accompanying photos but that’s going to have to wait till tonight.

I’m going to bang the twin’s hair and their mama’s hair, perhaps teach them my guacomole recipe, take yet more photos then Dion, Kizz and myself will load up and drive back to Chicago and check into our hotel. Tomorrow will be saying goodbye to Dion. We will meet up with some of the comic’s from OKC and bang another head or two of hair, motor around Chicago before we hitch ourselves on a train back to the airport. Home by around 8pm.

the twins just arrived. I have to go….talk more tonight!

Right now, Im sitting in Matt’s living room watching his 7yr old twin girls play Rock Band. Clemo is here! Kizz and I called it a bit of an early night, the others stayed up till 4am. Dion is still sleeping. Steph is at work (boo hiss spit) It is GORGEOUS here today. Perfectly crisp fall beautifulness. We have some stuff to do, we may drive down to Maddison and tool around. We may go to Steph’s mall (she manages the Disney Store! YAY!) We are all just in amazement that we havent been together in ten years.

Even more amazed? That 10 years ago, we all worked for the crazy crappy theatre and did crazy crappy shows for the crazy crappy amount of 200.00 a week.

Ten years.
Rock Band.
Life is good.

Sitting around this fabulous apartment of our long lost friend, Jane (*Jane is a friend of Dion’s who we all hung out with ten years ago. haven’t seen HER since then either and she has graciously turned her home into a refugee camp for us!) watching Rachael Ray and some schmuck who is on here talking about Traditional Marriages.

and by Traditional I mean seriously traditional throw back 1940’s 1950’s subservient/servent type stuff…I have almost thrown up my coffee more than once. And I’m not knocking these particular people for their lives. I’m not. There is a significant portion of me that is set in the 1950’s. it’s constantly at war with the bra burner that lives in there too. Gah.

Anyways, I was thinking about those things, and wondering if there is anyone out there in this world who will get that. who will understand that about me and feeling the hair on the back of my neck stand up when I looked around this room at these beautiful people who are in my life…and who wonder the same questions about their lives…and I thought we are not alone. We’re all in this together. Those who are part of a couple. Those who are no longer part of a couple. Those who are just in parts…

Together. And isn’t that what it’s all about anyway?

We’re about to hit the road again, heading to Wisconson. Close to Maddison, we think. it’s about a three hour road trip. One of our tribe had to back out at the last minute, and that is sad sad, however we’ve got enough excitement to make up for EVERYONE!

I hope you have a fabulous friday. My boyfriend George Clooney has a movie opening tonight. It’s totally on my list to see when I get back.

George.
Goats.

What more can a woman want???

The trip was easy breezy. I screamed and cried and it was amazing. Here’s a little taste of what’s to come.