I am thankful for you. Each and every one of you. For your support, for reading, for your comments and just general presence. I wish you a day filled to the brim with goodness and light and rest and bliss.

Kids, I cannot tell you how busy I am today. I usually only work noon till 8 on a Wed. Today I’m booked. BOOK EM DANO solid from 9:30 until 8pm. I won’t know whether to scratch my watch or wind my butt. I calculated it up, and I’m doing well over 600 bucks today. Would that I got all of that, but hey. yesterday and today, I’m making all of if not more than I did all last week. Gah. Still short of making commission by about two cuts and colors, and yes, it’s my choice to take off work friday and saturday, but whattever. it’ll work out. Gah. Just want this day to be OVAH!!

Went down to Normantown last night to watch some stand up. Seth was with us, Whit was our gracious and talented MC. It was a really different crowd from the Monday’s Don’t Suck that I go to here in OKC. Much more difficult. and it was open mic, so lots of different ranges of talent. From the perfectly, horribly, ridiculously awful, to brilliant! my friends are funny. MGirl has been nudging me to think about doing it, but seriously? I think I’d rather give myself a hysterectomy.

But it was a late night, got to bed after 1am. And because I forgot, two days in a row to buy coffee, I’m drinking the LAST CUP. Leftover from yesterday. Treating it as if it were mother’s milk. Also last night, made a big crockpot full of chili. MGirl’s birthday is Saturday, so we’re bringing food for a potluck to work today. Everyone is pretty busy, so it’ll be nice to just be able to go to the back room and shove a little something in our mouths.

It’s here you guys….the beginning of the season… and I LOVE Thanksgiving. I think I may just say fuck it and cook and host an orphans day here next year. I really miss doing that. Tomorrow, the parade and dog show and Home for the Holidays with mimosas. Seeing family and friends. Oh…just excited!!

Here’s to you. I hope if you’re working, it’s your last day until next week. If you’re already off, take a moment to breathe through all the prep today. Don’t forget to run out and buy yourself a good bottle of wine, or champagne, or…a nicotine patch Clemo…and be ready for tomorrow!!!

I’ll be back then. You’ll recognize me by the body with no ass (it’s gonna be dragging) and won’t be able to raise my arms (blow drys. gah.)

How about those two day work weeks?? Halakaleem, is what I say. Hala-KA-LEEM!!!

Hope you all are doing well, one day into your short week. Gearing up for the festivities. I got a lot of my chores done and will finish them before company arrives. Last night, was spent on the phone with an old friend from high school. God bless Facebook! He’s going through a divorce, we talked about or sad stories just a little bit, but mostly just talked. for an hour and a half!!! good grief. I never talk on the phone like that!!!

anyways, it was nice.

Don’t have a whole lot to report this morning. got Kikimama on my lap here and it’s going to be a chore just to get up and get in the shower. Lap kitties are goooooooood.

Happy Tuesday, ya’ll!!!

and it’s only Monday.

first off, found out today that my Dad is having heart surgery next week. Blockage. Putting in a heart cath. gah. I feel like this is preventative and will be fine, but still. scary.

I got most everything on my list done today! Ta-Daaaaa!!! I still need to fold one last load of laundry, vaccume and just take a clean swipe over the countertops and the bathroom. All of which I’ll do after some rest this evening. I’ve got plans every night until Sunday, so it’s tonight or never! Tomorrow night I’m traveling to Norman to see my friends work on some standup material. Wednesday is the annual pre-turkey day happy hour after work with Gert, Joe, Queen B and ScottyRingo. Mom and Bonusdad are arriving sometime Thanksgiving day, we’ll have a meal with his family in Batshitcrazytown, then I’ll meet up with the tribe later that evening. Friday night Seth is guest hosting at the comedy club and we haven’t seen him since NYC trip in sept, and haven’t seen him onstage since before that this summer! Super excited for that.

Saturday is MGirl’s birthday!!!! and in this great state, it’s also known as Bedlam.
OU vs OSU. It’s at OSU this year, and yes, Mgirl is a fan. (I’m a crimson and creme girl myself) so we’ll motor up there for the big day of tailgaiting then motor back to OKC for a watch party and whatever else the girl wants. God knows she’s had my back this year on more than a million occasions!!!

Sunday, the Colts play at noon then I’m pretty sure I’m going to the bed!

AHHHHHH. life is good.

Thursday morning, it will be me, the cats, Home for the Holidays and mimosa’s. That’s just how I play that game. I hope your week is short and full of grace and things you are grateful for.

Time to get back to working. must. fold. clothes.

Monday

laundry
clean house
go to salon and help hang holiday decor
lunch with gal pals
more cleaning house with help from Mgirl
small shopping trip for Mgirl
work out at gym
grocery store–catfood. man they are scarfing up the food this week. cold weather. stormy looks like he’s eaten another cat. like his mama. ha.

will let you know how well I do on this.

and by the way…it’s a SHORT WEEK and i love you.

ok. i know i’ve already jacked up NaBloPoMo but whatever. I’m nothing if not committed.

went to see Twilight tonight.

I actually didn’t hate it.

but will expand more tomorrow.

GO COLTS!!!!!! we won tonight. life is good.

last night’s game was a bloodbath. it was between our brand new team…and our former adopted team, Nwe Orleans Hornets. People were cheering for both! It was a strange thing. But our team, babies though they are, sucks. Seriously. just practically handing the ball to the other team, dribbling on their feet, kicking the ball, missing free throws. gah. it was bad. the club level bar was full by halftime. I’m still a fan and a supporter, but last night I was kind of bitching about it and said to someone, I want a new coach.

Got up this morning and on the early news: OKC THUNDER COACH FIRED!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Witch! Witch! You’re a Witch!

I have power beyond your comprehension. I’m going to hit the showers and see if I can’t make George Clooney manifest sometime today.

Going to my first Thunder game tonight! I’m well aware that we as a team…suck. But I don’t care. We’re new. It will be better someday! and tonight, I’m gonna cheer cheer cheer.

I am out of catfood.
dry and moist.
the kids are feasting on some milk and slices of ham this morning.

Horrible mother.

that’s about all I’ve got today. Happy Friday everyone!!!

It is freakin ass cold here this morning. The livestock are cranky, brrr. high of 49, low of 25. Brrrrrr again I say. Brrrrr!!!

So all day yesterday, I was ass deep in the funk. Just like Pigpen. It was floating all around me.

But I had some good clients yesterday. I had a client from the day before call me to check on the date…bless her heart. Your comments were precious, every single one. Last night I had MGirl, Whit and her gay husband austin over for some pizza and a viewing of the Ricky Gervais HBO special and lots of laughter.

Thank GOD for friends.

So while on the porch with MGirl, I started to feel the funk lift, the laughter come back and realized it wasn’t THAT GUY, it was the HOPEFULLNESS that I had so much of…that was the disapointment about the whole thing. But I’m still hopefull. However, I”m on the bench till 09. Seriously. No more dating. Not that I do a lot of it, but I’m done for the year. For real. Gah. The fun tag on this story, is I talked to Delbert and she’s the one that set us up. She is ass deep in guilt and sorrow for even trying it, but apparently at work yesterday he sent her a text that said, “no..i just don’t think she can hang with me”

Yep.
Correctamundo.
I cannot hang with you.
with that.
gag.

Onwards. Upwards. Chin up boobs out! Halakaleem!

What else?

effing cold here.

Tomorrow night I get to go to the OKC Thunder game! Wahooooo!!! We’re playing our former team the New Orleans Hornets. It should be grand. I’ve never been to a pro game before, and wanted to get season tickets before I realized, I have no money. duh. So anyways…again…friends. So excited about that.

Seeing a play on Saturday night. Sunday is play committee meeting. I read one good one, and two tepid ones. boring. Then Mandrea and Mgirl and I are hitting the movies to see Twilight.

We have all read the books and loved them. I’m ready for the movie. We’ll see if it lives up. Whatever. It’s vampires. and love. I’m all in.

That’s about it from the Circus, folks. Have a great Thursday. You Normals, are almost finished! Wahoo!

Muah. thanks again for the comments and love. You are the wind beneath my wings.

(wait. did we ever think it was safe to go on a blind date?)

So. I had a blind date.
It started out pretty well. Nerves, lots of nervous laughter, but then settled down into decent conversation.
I was really cognizant to not be closed off and automatically negative. I was open,and laughing and engaged and intent on being in the moment.

Until the moment turned slick willy style.

He kept interrupting me. INTERRUPTING MY STORY, whatever the story was, something he had asked me about, but INTERRUPTING ME to tell me “you are so beautiful. you smell amazing. you look sexy. you made me really happy watching you walk to the bathroom.” and in the beginning some of that was charming…but then it turned just slick. slick. slick.

he kept saying he wanted to kiss me. well. not at the fucking dinner table chico! Good grief.

I could feel my walls going up.
brick by brick by brick.

he ordered for me. fajitas.
I wanted the enchiladas or the quesadilla. I told him that on the phone when we picked the place.

People. Let me ask you a question. Do I LOOK LIKE I HAVE A PROBLEM CHOOSING FOOD???? DO I LOOK LIKE I NEED ANY HELP IN THAT FUCKING DEPARTMENT AT ALL???? MY GOD.

From zelda pinwheel's flying circus

and I KNOW. I know it was a gentlemanly thing to do. and I know I could have just as easily said, no thank you I would like a quesadilla. But I’m not kidding. It happened fast. It was a drive by ordering. Vroom Vroom. bam. done. fuck. ok.

The conversation, his (mine kept being interrupted) was sprinkled with overtly sexual enuendo. To the point that I was thinking to myself…are you frigid? have you become a prude? what the hell is wrong with you? I just laughed it off. That loud stupid laugh of mine. coping mechanism. I use it well.

OH wait for this! At one point, he (interrupted me) to ask, “why don’t you have any babies?”
really?
really????

brick.
brick.
brick.
brick.

It was the goddamned Great Wall of China before dinner was over.

I was ready to go, and finally, just got my purse and got up. After he looked up at me and said, “Missy didn’t tell me you were so tall.” (HE SAW ME WALK IN!) He walked me to my car and yes, there was a goodnight kiss. he stood on the curb. I was in the street. and no, I didnt want the kiss. I’m so outta practice, I thought it’d be just a chaste little closing to the night. well. it looked like this coming at me.

big fat tongue down my throat.grabbed me and smushed me into him. no soft lips, tentative and inquiring. no touch of the hand, none of that. this was a kiss that happens after you’ve been dating, after you’ve both had a little tequila, and are about five minutes away from rounding the bases on your couch, thanking the good lord above that you’re grownups and don’t have to worry about your parents walking in, because it feels that exciting.

no.
no no no no no.
this was gross.

WHAT MAN OUT THERE, and listen guys, if you’re reading, please chime in, THINKS IT’S A GOOD IDEA TO STICK YOUR TONGUE DOWN A WOMANS THROAT TWO HOURS AFTER MEETING HER FOR THE FIRST TIME???????

little hint.

IT’S NEVER A GOOD IDEA.
ever.

have some fucking manners.

(manners talk coming from the writer of the F word every other sentence. whatever.)

So. I’m telling you today. On this 19th day of November that I am DONE.

DONE DONE DONE.
I’ve spent the last year in a one sided relationshiop, unreciprocated totally, with a man who couldn’t care less. Went on two dates that could compete with Titanic for “best ending” and I’m done.

Little Mary Sunshine, signing off.