Huzzuah for reunions! Clemo is arriving in our fair state for what I assume to be more training for his job. I’m the lucky one as we get to grab a meal together tonight. We’ve both determined it to be an early meal, with a return to the hotel for him and a trip to the gym for me. Quite a difference in the late nights in Saginaw, home from the karaoke bar only to continue the party into the wee hours on the porch on Eddy Street.

Hey guys, have a great day. Whatever you do, you’re ahead of Brittany. She’s a mess. Smile today even if it hurts a little!

Yes. I have done it. I started playing with my “myspace” page. Mgirl is going to help me figure out how to actually navigate around that thing and make it pretty. So that is that. After all the months of saying No, no I don’t have a myspace….I fell off the wagon.

I napped today, bought groceries and played online. Did laundry, made salads to take everyday for lunch. The eleven hours of debauchery yesterday has left me needing vegetables and water. En Masse! Eleven hours of watching football and drinking (moderately for the majority of the day) makes me tired. Just in case you were wondering.

That’s all I have to report. Finishing laundry, It’s clean Sheet Day. Which means I’ll be in bed by 8pm. Huzzuah and happy evening.

It was a good weekend, I think I’m still recovering from it all.

Saturday was busy at work so that was fine. Afterwards I went over to help set up food at a post-christening party for a friend. I held a bunch of babies and then bid adieu and headed to the comedy gig I told you about in the previous post. We got there and waited for Gert to show up (silly lost girl) and wound up standing/sitting in the very back which actually was great. Good seats. the space was freezing cold so the door to the bathrooms were handy. The comedy, for the most part was good. Even the bad stuff was sometimes good in that is was so erratic and flustered I just kept laughing. Some stuff was just ridiculous, and went on way too long. A lot of stinky vagina humor which…whatever. SpencerforHire was great. Saw the Nasty side of him. . . and I mean Janet-Jackson-if-you’re-nasty-Nasty. Which I quite enjoyed. Gert, Mgirl and I went up to the bar for some post comedy cocktails and laughed even more. My face hurt at the end of the evening from all the laughter. Good times.

Yesterday Mgirl and I found ourselves back at the bar (HEY, I was GOOD all damned week, with four workouts and zero play.) to watch the Colts and our beloved Payton in the playoffs. I made a huge thing of Santa Fe Soup and we ate and watched and drank and . . . cried. Oh the pain and agony of defeat. boo. We then picked ourselves up and started planning a trip to see them next season, hopefully in Dallas.

Ex-Him showed up later in the afternoon during the Cowboys game (they lost too…) with a bag full of mail and extra stuff I’d left behind at the house. It was his birthday yesterday so i called his daughter to remind her to call him. For all my good deeds this day, I wound up sitting at the table with MGirl only to be joined by Ex-Him’s New Her. Oy. WHY??? Mostly she just wanted to say “let’s be friends, are you mad that I’m dating your ex, bla bla blabbity bla. ” Deliver me. Seriously. let a hole in the earth open up and swallow me. I was the epitome of grace and dignity. reassuring her that everything was JUST FINE. When she got up from the table, she kissed me in my hair. (this is a serious pet peeve of mine. Not that I would oppose the man in my life to nuzzle in if he so chose, but these drunk ass bar people touching my head just sends me. when I worked there they used to do it all the time. bleagh.) In the middle of this fine conversation, ExHim’s mother calls my cell. (i didn’t talk to her) Probably because she just wants to wish her son a happy birthday and he won’t talk to her. . . the evening just went downhill from there. around 11 we headed out and after driving about a half a mile, I decided it best for me not to drive to the frontier and stayed with Mgirl on her fine couch.

Which brings me to this morning. I’m being extremely lazy. going to finish this post, do some laundry, take a nap, go into town from a few groceries and cat food then flop for the rest of the evening. I think Clemo is coming to town and may get to see him tomorrow night. Huzzuah for that. I thought I could cross one of my things off the list, but in hindsight the comedy gig wasn’t actually at a comedy club so I’ll keep it. Nothing in my brain is making much sense, so I’ll sign off. Have a great Monday everyone. George and I are going to cuddle on the couch and have a little siesta.

I resisted the Devil Woman, aka MGirl to join her for drinks last night AND tonight. Even thought there is something in my body that says “Friday??? DRINK!!?” I went to work out, making up for my slacking last night due to soreness and general whiney funk. Today kicked my ass at work which is good for the $$. Even better is that i didn’t have time to eat all the food for the day, so I got home with three extra points!

NACHOS!!!!!! (with lean meat, lf cheese, light sour cream, peppers and onions and light chips) SO FUCKING GOOD.

Do any of you other than Chrome, know my love for nachos? There was a time when we were in college and I was married to my first alcoholic that it was my supper for days and days on end.

Anyway, i digress. (nachos do that to me.)

I got my pedicure today. my feet needed it desperatly. so that was good. I was busy and got several new clients . That was good as well.
My first client was SpenserforHire. We all know how much I enjoy his visits. Tomorrow, he’s doing THIS. I’m going to see him aslong with a few other girls, Gert, MGirl, MeShell. If you are out and about in the thriving metropolis that is OKC, stop in and support!

As soon as we finish watching this ep of what Not To Wear, I’m doing Bonusmom’s hair then crashing. Big weekend ahead. I’ve been good all week long. I’m looking for some trouble to get into this weekend!!! Happy Happy and Huzzuah to you all.
ps..if you don’t know who the boys are in the previous post, I did a cheat sheet in the comments section.

I enjoy these fellas. . .

But I love this man. (he’s laughing at my penchant for the young’uns pictured above)

Just re-took the “points quiz” for w.w. to determine whether or not this weeks loss changed my daily points. The answer to that is…yup. Down a point. Sigh. More zero point foods for me! Huzzuah for broccoli!

1.8 pounds. I lost one point eight pounds this week. Including the weekend travesty that was drinks and Hamburger Helper. I feel just fine with that. It’s right on target for my goal(s) I’ve set. I really really really wanted to join MGirl for drinks tonight but just came home. I didn’t work out tonight. Will go tomorrow. I’m just tired, ya’ll.

And my feet are hurting. It’s time for a pedicure. I’ve cut way back on those treats since the BUDGET was activated, but frankly in my line of work, it’s a necessity. So hopefully tomorrow.
I don’t think I’m too busy, so I can sneak away for an hour or so.

Clemo is a comin’ to town!!!! I’m psyched about seeing him again. Hopefully nest Tuesday. Pics and posts to follow.

I’m beat down kiddos. feet aching. tired. whiney. Have a great evening and a super Friday. I have an early meeting so no morning post for me. Huzzuah. Happy Friday and Weekend to you all!

I am so stiff. I am so sore. I am pretty sure I’ll need a hip replacement.
I realize I’m whining.
Tired of it?
go up to that little arrow in the corner of the screen and click it!

No, no. Don’t leave me. I’m lonely!
and sore.

That’s all I really have to say this morning. That and Huzzuah and Happy Thursday!

Ok, so my handy dandy little sitemeter has told me that about a mazillion of readers that come to the Circus, get here thru this post. It was about the new young adult series, starting with Twilight. It’s really well written and very slurpy with the delicious vampires and some other-otherworldly characters. Apparently people are reading! Not just the books, but the blog as well because there are continuously fresh comments on that post. Most of you want to discuss the casting of the movie and especially the Edward character. Let me just say this. Whatever the cast, whatever the script, whatever the final cut, Edward will never live up to the one in my mind. My Edward.
Your Edward.
Having said that, I say this. Don’t sweat the movie. Go, watch, love or bitch about it, whatever. They can’t touch the Edward in your version. Ha! My only complaint, is that the books are for “young adult”. To me this means, you can have this lusty sexy character, but there will be no lusty vampy sexy stuff.
flop.

Now, I enjoy the vampires. Seriously. Quirky? hell yes. I love Angel. I love Spike. I would trip and fall on top of them for many hours if the opportunity “arose”. The vamp books, yes. I love Jean Claude. I love Asher. I don’t love the Anita Blake series much anymore because I think the author went off the deep end. But for a long time I loved them. Sherrilyn Kenyon Dark Hunter series. Slurp. This new one I mentioned earlier, Brotherhood of the Dagger something or other. good stuff. I was never into Anne Rice. Lestat Schmestat. not my bag baby. that movie sucked too, in my opinion. But I enjoy the vamps. I don’t think it’s really a dark side because generally, I get scared of stuff pretty easily. I’m not a D&D lover who pontificates prolifically about the subject. Maybe that’s why I don’t get scared. I’m a vampire lover in a white picket fence world. sue me.

So the gym.
FUCK AROUND.
I hurt. My fat rolls hurt. The fat on my fat rolls hurts. There isn’t really a part of my body that is feeling giddy or great. Good lord. I’m ready for that initial “i hate this, my body sucks, am exhausted” phase to go away and get into the “hey look at my ass, it’s smaller and I have so much energy” phase. One more workout tomorrow then I’m off Friday Saturday and Sunday. whew. The eating has been pretty good too…starting on Monday. The Friday night beers, Saturday night drinks, Sunday entire box (save one helping) of hamburger helper could very well have crippled my week. We’ll see tomorrow at noon. cross fingers.

what else guys? Kizz had a good day today. Many wishes from Cyberland went out to her. That always feels soo good to read. Truly. Gert wrote a lovely post too. Huzzuah to you my girl! Here’s to another year. It’s better than a kick in the pants. (because even my pants are sore right now)

Good night all. enjoy your hump-evening. May it be a verb and not only a phrase. For you. For me. For him. Definitely for me and him.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIZZ!!

It’s her day today. I don’t know what she has planned. I don’t know how she is feeling about turning 39. I do know that her pressie will be late as it’s been riding around in my front seat for a week. I do know that she won’t be surprised by this revelation.

I met Kizz in the fall of 98. We both worked for a touring theatre company based out of Saginaw, Michigan. She was one of the last ones to arrive and I remember my housemates and I, Clemo included, were in our living room watching Bull Durham when her car drove up. We all barrelled out of the house to welcome her, but really we succeeded in scaring the ever-loving-crap out of her. So much for first impressions.

we had many memorable nights together and it wasn’t until the middle to the end of tour that we really hit our stride, comparing life notes, both coming off of scarring relationship events. Both of us children of divorced parents. Both of us determined to live strong. (before Lance coined the phrase) there we were sitting on the curb of the street, laughing through tears and bonding like superglue. One of the best nights of my life.

Our Thanksgivings together, while there were only 3, are most memorable and usually include champagne, laughter and some form of potted meat. We like to add a little redneck to our high holidays. We also share a love for hot boys and somewhat silly tv. Vamp Patrol one night of the week, as we watched Buffy on the phone, was my favorite night.

Over the last year, she has done great, GREAT things for herself. She’s continues her Friday dance class, that I would have dropped after the first one! She lost weight and looks G.D. amazing! She helped guide a group of hair stylists around the city, going out of her way to take a few to and from their subway stops just so they could know how to get to class the next day, then jumped back on the train do haul it all the way back home. Generous. Gracious. Giving.

If you haven’t guessed, I love this woman. For those of you who have had the gift of her in your life, you know what I mean. For those of you that haven’t, I’m sad for that and will try to fix it at some point!! But for today, go on over and give her a big fat Happy Happy Birthday!

Here’s to a new year, sis. I wish you chocolate pudding, champagne and hot sex!