Swaying Daisies

Attention Jilted Readers

Accept my formal apology for leaving you wondering what's going on in my fabulously exciting world. Okay, the truth is, nothing. And even more truthfully, its not that fabulously exciting either. I know i had you fooled with all pictures i have posted of my fantastic life, you know, the failed cake, the swollen ankle...but really, not much goes on in my world!

My job is really great though. I am busier now than I ever have been, feel much more responsibility, and stay stressed regularly; but along with that, I am learning a ton, feeling quite fulfilled at what i am doing, and am having fun. School is okay- I am sort of ready to be done with it. Family is good- i get to see most of them this weekend for the 4th, can't wait. All that to say, these days my life may not be a whirl wind of excitement, but there is a lot of happiness, in ways that I can not write.

Well, my lunch break is just about over- got to run. I promise to be more poetic with my next post.

Ash

Change

So, I am going to start working for a new company on the 18th. An old professor of mine took over as vp of this company a few months ago and contacted me about a position opening- wanting me to come interview for it. So I did, and I got it. I put my notice in at my current job and now am waiting to start my new one. I am EXTREMELY nervous about it. I have a lot of anxiety over it. I am excited and I think it is the right move, but what if I don�t meet up to their expectations? What if I can�t do it? What if everyone hates me? What if I don�t mesh with the company? Whatifwhatifwhatif? I think the thing that has pushed me over the edge of anxiety is that I just got off the phone with my soon to be boss and he has informed me that Monday morning, the 18th, my first day, I will be flying to Chicago at 11AM with three other people for four days. I knew I would be going there for a few days, but I didn�t realize it would be on my FIRST day. Now, I will have to not only work with people I do not know yet, but I will have to socialize too. What if I suddenly lose my social skills? It could happen. On the positive side, usually when you go away on trips with people you don�t know, you always come back knowing them. Anyway, I know everything will be fine, but, I tell you, I am really ready for the first 2 weeks of the job to be over. Those are usually the hardest. I had forgotten how nerve-racking it is starting a new job

Betsey Cracker Strikes Again

The cake I attempted to make for a shower my mother and I gave this weekend:

Needless to say we didn't use it. We used this one instead, a delightful treat my mother made:

Some pictures to prove that I am not completely un-Martha-like--

We had a lot of fun having a girly girl teaparty--i am game for another one soon if anyone gets a hankerin!

A good day for Jay

Yay for Jay! He is the winner of Project Runway, a favorite of mine that comes on Bravo. His designs are artsy and edgey and I like them.

Photo Explosion

A surprise early birthday getaway to New Orleans in pictures

We had the best time-- a much needed get-a-way from the norm. I wish I would have taken more pics and I wish that they would upload more clearly. Any help with that?

He'll probably be mad when he sees this

But I couldn't resist. Look at my adorable husband breaking it down like James Brown

proof that i am a wimp

and proud of it. A few weekends ago I went to help my sister, Shannon move and the very first day we were there I fell down some steps and twisted my ankle. I took a picture of it, unbeknownst to her, of it in case the swelling went down before i had a chance to get home and use it to get a back massage from my husband. I will have to tell you that the picture i took was on the third day, it was worse, i swear. anyway, the whole plan backfired because the swelling, has in fact, not gone down two weeks later. i think it is punishment for having too much pride in my injury. i can't help it. Even when i have a bad bruise, i can't help but look at it 1000 times a day to see if it has gotten worse/make sure it is still there. i am sure it is quite obvious that i have never gotten seriously injured or i might not take such delight in my small ones. I am thankful for that though. I have had enough of basking in this one though. But, anyway, here she is in all her glory..

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ooohhhh noooo

I have been holding my breathe in hopes that no nasty spammers would find me. I have tried to be real silent and blend in with every other website in cyberspace, but I think they have found me. Well, one has, and now I fear the door has been opened........

I'm servin it up in 2005

Can I help it if I want this and this really bad? I think not. Who doesn't want to learn how to serve it on the skreets? Who doesn't want to know how to get their swirl on hip hop style?

P.S.- I am serious about wanting these dvds. Fo Shizzle.

P.S.S.- Check out the shorty on the cover of the hip hop video. She is off da hinges.

P.S.S.S- Truth: I had to google "street slang" to come up with the slang aforementioned. I am so not cool.

P.S.S.S.- does anyone really use P.S.'s after 8th grade? And if so, do they blatantly overuse them as I do?

Happy 2005

We will thrive in 2005. I know, I know, that is seriously cheesy. i can't help it. Every year, I try to come up with a little rhyme for the year. i can't help myself, seriously. it is a compulsion. i have been doing this since the 90's. i start thinking months in advance. You would think i would come up with something a little better than thrive in 05, but i'm all dry this year. Anyway, I hope everyone is safe and sound this new year. I spent the day taking down Christmas decorations. I love putting them up, hate, hate, hate taking then down.
So, I finally watched Garden State this weekend. I got it as a gift (thanks Laura!) If you haven't seen it, drop what you are doing and go rent it. It was SO good. I found myself crying at this one part and it wasn't even sad, or a particularly happy part in the movie. I was just so overcome with happiness that i was watching it. Again, cheesy, and somewhat hard to admit. Anyway, go rent it!!!

oh shame

I am not only an absent blogger, but i have yet to wish you all a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! So Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! Hope your holidays were terrific! Mine was fabulous. And I am anticipating this next year to be even more fabulous. 2005. Wow. Anywho-- Seasons Greetings!

P-Diddy Treatment

So, there is nothing like sleeping on a lumpy bed to make you appreciate home all the much more. We did not go to New Orleans for my friend�s wedding celebration. We ended up getting free rooms on the MS Gulf Coast so we stayed there instead. They weren�t rooms though, they were suites. I mean with a separate living room, dining room, kitchen, bar, Jacuzzi tub- a total Pretty Woman suite. It was fabulous and we had so much fun. We had Dom Perion. And we rode around in an Excursion Limo all night.. Oh, and we had two body guards with us. Seriously. The hotel gave them to us. And we got a VIP room with free food and drinks all night long. I am telling you- I don�t know what we did to impress them, but we must have done something! Actually, one of the girls who was there has this boyfriend who is a sort of bigwig and he used his �powers� to get us a whole lot of free things and special treatment. It was very surreal. I could get used to it. Actually, I don�t think I could. No matter how you look at it, the bed was still lumpy. Mine at home suits me much better. But for one night, I definitely got comfortable being treated like P-Diddy. My friend who is getting married had fun too. We made her do really embarrassing things. I hope she will remember it always.

with a little help from my friends

I will find a great hotel at a even greater price. My friend and I are taking another friend to New Orleans for a little girls getaway (the mutual friend is getting married.) SO---all you Louisiannians-- know of any great places that can fit into a less than great budget? I need ideas quick-we are going in a few weeks!

i'm an addict

Thoughts I am thinking

1. Blog explosion is going to be the death of me. I am an addict and have only been signed up for a few days now. I want, no, I need, those points. Tell me, will it get worse?
2. Media will be the death of politics, and more specifically, this election. (And that is all I will say about that, as I have vowed not to make my site political.)

That�s it folks. Not too many thoughts floating around today. Back to work�for now�until the next brilliant thought appears, at least. But please, please, don�t hold your breath waiting. It could be the death of you.

ode to best friends

We learned to tie our shoes together. We stomped and tripped on many stages during our short lived ballet careers together. We made club houses and played school and wrote letters to each other in secret code. We discovered boys and kissing and holding hands together. We learned the heartache of friendships dissolving and pain of bad breakups together. We saw the fragility of life and the grief of death together. We graduated high school together. We spent our last days living as children under our parent�s roofs together. We went off to college, separate, but learned about being on our own, of responsibility, and the lack of, together. We learned about loving and living. We�re still learning that.
My best friend Laura has been a part of every important thing in my life. She makes me laugh and cry and remember and look forward to. Her life and character are an inspiration to me.