Life has been INSANE. These past two weeks have flown by so fast, I can't hardly believe it. That sounds so cliche to say.
I started my new job with the police department and I'm at the end of completing my second week. I will start the police academy next Monday and that will be 12 glorious weeks of training.
Gooooooodbye social life.
My bed time went from 12:30-1 am to now being 10:30 pm. Talk about a major lifestyle change. Ugh.
All for the better, right?
It better be, dammit.
Even though I don't blog much anymore, I still keep up with all of my favorite blogs. You guys make for some awesome reading material after a long day at the station.
(I love saying "long day at the station" as opposed to "long day at the office.")
My eyes are beginning to shut and it's only 8:54. 3 weeks ago I was barely getting home from work and finishing dinner. It is absolutely crazy how things can change so fast.
Mr. Firefighter is doing well. He actually got anooottther offer for a bigger fire department and ended up taking that position. I'm so proud of him and am so grateful to have him by my side while I'm going through all of my cop stuff.
Speaking of, I had an awesome "big girl job" party about two weeks ago. I even had the best police cake made for the event.
Annndddddd I really should post pictures of the party/cake but I'm too lazy and tired so I'll just keep you guys bored.
Maybe next time.
Speaking of "maybe next time," baseball has started. That means some good ole' trash talking and tram bashing all throughout Chicago. I'm a die hard Sox fan and my life seems to be surrounded by Cubs fans. Not a good combo. And "maybe next time" reminds me of "there's always next year" for all the Cubbie fans out there.
Enough rambling. This grandma needs to hit the sack pronto.
Life has changed quite a bit in the past two weeks.
I'd also like to report that my stripper rash went away.
I am on "vacation" before I start my new job with the police department. But as my good friend Eddie pointed out, I'm technically "unemployed." I'd like to say that I'm in between jobs for the moment. Ha.
My last weeks of work at the law firm went by faster than a one hit wonder's career. Seriously, I can't believe I'm not at work, sitting behind a computer, dozing of into la-la land, and itching to get off work. Last Friday was my going away party which was filled with TOO much food and alcohol. It turned out to be an all day event which wasn't really how it was supposed to go, but who's going to turn down free food and alcohol. Not this girl.
Boss man and his girls. He requested that we all wore red pants before I left.
The night ended, I said my goodbye's, and made my way home with a full belly of food and wine.
I've spent the last few days at my parent's house taking advantage of home cooked meals and sleeping. Unfortunately, I haven't done much sleeping in since I've taken my booty to the gym at 7:30 am the past few days. These arms aren't going to get bigger by themselves.
I still have to go through the mountain of paperwork that the department is requiring me to fill out. I've been putting it off for a good week now (maybe 2 weeks).
In less than a week, I'll be getting ready to start the police academy, go shooting with the rest of the police officers, get fitted for my uniform, etc. CRAZY! If you would have told me a year ago that I'd be working as a cop, I would've slapped you silly. I'm very grateful for getting this opportunity but I still have a LOOOOOONG way to go.
On a different note, I'd like for my layout to look different for this blog. Too bad I don't have the time nor patience to make it happen. Oh well. Sorry ladies for the generic layout.
I'll try and blog later on in the week and once I start my big girl job, but as always, no promises. Don't hate me.
Last night was supposed to be a low key evening spent with some wine and my girls.
You know that whole "Wrong Place, Wrong Time" saying? Yeah, totally me last night.
My boss invited me and my co-workers for some wine after work. Fine, nothing serious. We've done this in the past and it's always a good time. My boss had dinner plans with his wife and had to leave a little before 7 but left us with plenty of wine so the girls and I decided to stay a little longer. We made plans to go to one of our favorite diners out in Indiana after wine time was over.
That never happened.
Instead, we went out with the crowd form work who gets into all types of crazy adventures. Because they know that next Friday is my last day at work, they invited me and the rest of the girls out with them. This is where I should have just said, "no thanks." But no, I decided to take advantage of the free lavish things that I know would come with the night.
Shoulda just went home.
Long story short: everyone (but me) got pretty wasted and we ended up at a strip club. One of my co-workers bought me a lapdance and since I'm a pretty open-minded gal, I went along with it. Whatever, I've been to strip clubs before, have gotten lapdances, the whole shabang.
Well, this morning I awoke to what appears to be a rash on my neck. A RASH.
I can only imagine that I am having a reaction to either something I ate last night OR the stripper. She had very long hair and I could smell all of her stripper lotions on her. So while she was all up on me, it's a possibility that her hair or other parts touched my neck.
Everyone at work is having quite the time with this story. And here I am walking around the office with a red, blotchy neck. I went to Walgreens to pick up some benadryl and I'm hoping it helps because this is just embarrassing and mostly, I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
Lesson learned. No more lapdances at strip clubs.
I may have offended some with this post - not my intentions.
But I had to share my little Friday afternoon story.
Anywhoodle, I hope everyone has a fabulous weekend not filled with stripclubs, lapdances & rashes. But if that's in your plans, go ahead and get it girl.
P.S. I have NO idea how I'm supposed to explain this rash to Le Firefighter.
My college roomie interviewed for a position here at my job and she was officially hired today! So happy and proud of her.
My last day here at the office will be next Friday, March 15th and I still can't wrap my head around the fact that I'll be leaving.
I met with the Chief's assistant yesterday to go over A LOT of paperwork and more details about the police department/academy. Let's just say being overwhelmed in an understatement. The paperwork that I have to fill out is INTENSE. Insurance, Life Insurane, Pension, Tax Forms, etc. Union jobs are no joke. Nonetheless, I am still very excited to start my new job.
In other news: Chicago weather BLOWS. We're supposed to get 6-9 inches of snow today so I'm banking on leaving early from work. I have to drive in this weather and I'm not trying to end up in a ditch somewhere.
3. Answer the 11 questions from the person who nominated you
4. Come up with 11 questions for the 11 people you nominate
Many thanks to my girl at Faster Than Forever for nominating me for this award! You gals should check her blog out, I promise you'll enjoy :)
This award requests that I write 11 facts about myself (this will be fun!) Hopefully this will be a way for all of my blogger friends (and hopefully new followers) to get to know more about moi. Let's begin!
1. I was recently hired as a police officer for an Illinois police department. This has been a goal of mine for a VERY long time and I finally decided to pursue it late last year. I have 2 more weeks left at my current job and I am beyond excited & nervous to begin this new chapter of my life.
2. I was diagnosed with Endometriosis in June 2012 via laparoscopy. I had suffered from excrutiating pelvic pain and periods for nearly 5 years before I decided to do something about it. It's something that I deal with & manage the best I can without having to rely on medicine. I chose to manage mine with diet, exercise, Chinese herbs & acupuncture.
3. I have a horrible temper and I'm not ashamed to admit it. Bad tempers run in my family and it's something I've tried over and over again to manage. I can say that it's definitely gotten better through out the years but I'm still not full of sunshine lol. Just sayin'.
4. I was the ULTIMATE band nerd growing up. I played Oboe and English Horn and was in symphonic band, pep band, I was band president my senior year, drum major junior & senior year, and section leader.
(good thing I didn't play the flute!)
5. I am obsessed with meeting celebrities. I'll admit it, I'm a groupie and proud of it. Thankfully, I haven't had to take my clothes off to meet them. Tee hee hee.
Enrique Iglesias (my future husband and baby daddy)
Lupe Fiasco (he sometimes comes to my job straight chillin like he knows everyone)
R. Kelly (he also comes to my job but for legal purposes obviously. He's actually quite nice, handsome, and freakishly tall).
Norm Van Lier
And one of my personal favorites:
Waka Flocka Flame
6. I have a shoe addiction. I easily bought close to 40 pairs of shoes last year. What am I going to do once I start my new job that will require me to wear department issued shoes? I HAVE NO IDEA.
7. If I didn't pursue a career in law enforcement, I'd move to an island and make a living using whatever skills I have. I have always felt that I'm not supposed to stay in Illinois for the rest of my "professional" life. Midwest winters are not my thing.
8. I talk way too much. Chatty Kathy is what I am. Sometimes I just want people to tell me to shut up. But then when I let people "do the talking" and they don't talk, I get super annoyed and take charge. I'm such a bully.
9. I may be "homeless" once July hits. And by "homeless" I mean that I will probably be moving back home with my parents and/or brother. I have lived on my own in Chicago since I was 20 years old (I'm 25) and the police department I will be working for is located about 1 hour southwest of Chicago - not a fun drive to do twice a day. I am freaking out on the thought of not having a place to call my own.
10. I talk about "Le Firefighter" a lot on here. He is the man who has my heart and who makes me melt every time I see him (cue corny "awww's"). Our relationship has been tested with career issues in the past year, but we are on the right path and focusing on being the best we can be individually and together. And yes, he is a firefighter. And I am a cop in training. Don't see that too often, do ya?
Le firefighter and me.
He would probably kill me for posting about this but oh well :)
11. I have always considered myself to be the "girliest tomboy" ever. Makes no sense, right?
Let me explain:
I hate doing my hair and rarely ever do so but I am obsessed with growing it out and making it look absolutely beautiful when I wear it down. I've also never dyed it.
I hate painting my nails or getting them done but I always have to have them painted.
I love cars, sports, guns, paintballing, running 5k's that require me to get muddy all over but also love shopping and aiding my shoe addiciton even more.
Pheewwwwww that was a lot. See what I mean about talking too much?
Now to answer Lil Desiqua's questions:
Where did you go on your favorite vacation?
A. Jamaica, hands down, was the best vacation EVER. I went for my brother's wedding and it was the best alcoholic time I've ever had.
You win $5,000! What are you gonna do with the money?
Buy my Tory Burch purse I've been wanting and use the rest to pay off my car.
3. Who or what do you miss the most?
I miss my college years the most. I had the best times, met the most awesome people, and really "YOLO'D" my whole 4 years. No bills, no surgery, no care in the world - it was the best. I also got to live in Europe for 5 weeks - BEST TIME EVER! I would give up my kidney to go back to those years. Ok, maybe not my kidney, but still. 4.
I love hearing new music! What is your favorite song right now?
I have recently fallen in love with Bruno Mars' "When I Was Your Man" 5.
Do you have a signature scent/perfume? What is it? I've been wearing "Lucky You" since I was 15 years old, so a good 10 years now. Don't judge me guys. I've tried several different fragrances through out the years but they just didn't work out for me. Stick with what ya know. 6.
Do you have any collections? What are they?
My roommate and I recently started a collection of magnets from each state in the US. We've gotten quite a few in the past month. The plus side of having friends all over the country! 7.
What is your favorite tradition? My best friends and I used to have a tradition of throwing one sock in Lake Michigan. You read that correctly. It used to happen every year on May 20. Don't ask. Don't judge. 8.
What is your biggest fear? Having my endometriosis get in the way of my career, fertility, & life. 9.
What trait do you value most in a love interest
(bf/gf/hus/wife/etc)? Honesty and communication are the 2 big ones for me. If you can't talk to me, we are not going to work. If you can't be honest with me, we sure as hell aren't going to work. 10. I'm a quirky girl. What's one quirky or
something others might find "weird" thing about you? I always sleep with my fan on the highest setting, even when it's freezing. I do it for the noise not so much for temperature. 11.
What makes you happy?
My friends and family make me happy. Living my life how I want to live it and pursuing my goals and dream makes me very happy. Meeting new people and engaging in hour long conversations really makes me very happy. There's something about listening to someone else tell you about their life, their struggles, their journey, their everything - definitely makes me appreciate life much more.
11 questions for my nominees: 1. Backstreet Boys or N'SYNC? 2. If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go? 3. What is your favorite piece of clothing/accessory/or favorite "go to" outfit? 4. What's a deal breaker for you when on a first date? 5. Do you think money can really buy happiness? 6. Choose one: Would you rather be stranded on a dirty, stranded cruise ship with Ryan Reynolds or lost at sea on a tiny boat with Ryan Gosling? 7. Out of the four seasons, which one best fits your personality? 8. What's your ideal thing to do on a Friday night? 9. I'm not a DIY type of gal, are you? If so, what's the best DIY project you've done? 10. I can recite the movie Clueless word for word. What's a movie that you can do the same to? Or one you can watch and never get tired of? 11. Do you like to Karaoke? If so, what's your favorite song to karaoke to? Blogs that I nominate are: A New Kind Of Normal
Instead, I went out for a girls movie date and saw Safe Haven. Josh Duhamel is such a hottie.
I'm pretty sure he's at the Oscar's right now with Fergie and her lovely baby bump. See what I did there? Yes? No? Ok, moving on.
Why don't I watch the Oscars? Because I don't think I have the same critique and standards when it comes to movies compared to most of the population. It reeeaaallly takes a lot for me to dislike a movie. Or to criticize it until I can't breathe. I love movies and I'm constantly going to the theater to see what's playing. But do I get excited about screenplays, video effects, best supporting actor, blah blah blah? Absolutely not.
Now the Grammys? Pheewwwwww that's a whole different story, partner. As I've mentioned in a previous post, I have been watching the Grammys since 1999. I love music, all types of music. Now that's something I have a strong opinion and critique about. Perhaps it's because I was in band for almost 10 years and developed a thing or two when it comes to music and its composition.
But to each their own, right?
I'll be catching up on who won what, who wore what, and who did who...what?
It's Friday night, I'm at my parent's house making some tea and preparing to watch some videos on weapon manipulation (thrilling, I know) and I got to thinking...
My life is about to change.
I've pretty much revealed to the world that I have been hired as a police officer for an Illinois police department. I'm not going to lie - I am beyond nervous, terrified, excited, grateful - you name it, I'm feeling it.
I've gotten a good response from people considering I kept it very low key. However, my parents have been the ones to take it the hardest, more so my mom. I don't blame her. She's already had to go through this with my brother (he's a detective) and I can remember the sleepless and stressful nights she and my dad has once he was out patrolling the streets. The last thing I want to do is cause fear and stress to my parents, or to any of my loved one for that matter. But I also can't live the rest of my life wondering "what if" about my career/future.
I chose a profession that not many women go into. I chose a profession that requires risking my life every second of my life, and funny enough, none of that actually scares me. The politics, advancements, stress on my personal relationships is what scares me the most. I've always been a tough and aggressive girl and I've always had a good idea on how to handle rough situations in life, but I know I'm about to enter a whooooole different ball game. For one, I'm 5'3 and 110 lbs. In comparison to majority of other police officers, I'm freaking small. I may be small, but my drive to help people and stay alive isn't.
Most of my girlfriends are extremely happy for me and terrified at the same time while my guy friends think it's "badass." Funny how two different perspectives are given off to the same profession.
Here's another thing - I have Endometriosis, a chronic, extremely painful, gynecological disease. For the most part, I can manage the pain and get by. But when the pain hits, holy mother of Jesus does it hurt. And here I am entering a testosterone driven field that has minimal knowledge of female monthly pains. I'm really in for a doozy on this one.
Point plank - I want to succeed and be the best police officer I can be. More than anything, I want to inspire young kids, especially girls, that a career in law enforcement can be obtained by anyone as long as you have the desire to work hard and help others at their worst.
I almost chose to go to law school and become an attorney. Thank baby Jesus I didn't. I almost chose a career that would put me behind a desk and immersed in paperwork for the rest of my life, all because I thought it was "safe." Screw safe. Grow a pair and live your life. Become what you want to become. That's what I chose to do.
I am no where finished with this police process. This is just the beginning. I still have 12 grueling weeks of the police academy followed by an additional 9-12 weeks of field training. On top of that, I still have to complete a probationary period with my department. So it'll be a LONG while before I can actually kick back and relax.
Am I ready for this? You bet your ass I am. I have no other choice.
Dear Chicago: You decided to finally get the most snow we've seen all year. Not only did you delay everyone and their momma this morning, but all your slush is ruining my pretty Steve Madden boots. Stop it.
Dear Body: Stop acting so weird. I've been to the doctor 3 times this week and have gotten a ridiculous amount of blood drawn and still no answer as to what's going on. Let's just say seeing a Rheumatologist for a possible autoimmune disorder is not how I wanted to spend my Friday morning.
Dear Justin Timberlake: WHY DID YOU NOW DECIDE TO GO ON TOUR THIS YEAR!?!?!?!? I more than likely will not be able to see your fine self and this breaks my heart. Jay-Z will also be co-headlining but I've already seen Jigga quite a few times in the past. Quite frankly, I prefer to see him when he performs with Kanye, but that's just me.
Dear Gym: You and I are going to become really good friends the next month. Be good to me.
Dear McDonald's: You were delicious today. It's Friday, it's cheat day, don't judge me. In my defense, I did order some oatmeal and a hashbrown.
Dear Mr. Firefighter: I miss your handsome self. Date night soon, please? Thanks.
And now for the news that I have been promising for quite some time now:
I have officially been hired by an Illinois Police Department!
(i will keep the department's name secret for safety purposes)
I will start the police academy in April and will be in a 12 week training course.
For all of you who follow me, you know how long I've been working my ass off for this. It's been one hell of a waiting game and I am beyond excited and freakin nervous to begin this next part of my life :)
I will also not have a life for a very long time but let's not focus on that.
I have already notified my current employer and they have been quite great about it. Kind of. My boss knew it was going to happen at some point, I just don't think any of us expected it to be this soon. I've been working at this law firm for over 5 years, since I was 20 years old. That's a long time for someone in their twenties. I was fortunate enough to get the job when I was a junior in college and they hired me on full time after I graduated. I have learned an immense amount of knowledge of civil processes, law suits, statutes, etc. BUT it's not the side of the law I wanted to work for.
Here's to hoping everything works out!
I hope everyone has a fabulous and safe weekend! Keep it classy, just a little bit nasty, but never trashy.
Buenas tardes to all in bloggerland! I (surprisingly) have some free time to write because I may or may not be playing hookie from work. Technically, I'm not, because I told my boss I wasn't coming in, but I originally was supposed to go in ---Gahhh I'm ranting now.
I still can't fully disclose the good news that I mentioned in my last post but I'm hoping that I will be able to share it with everyone relatively soon. **fingers crossed!**
This weekend was BUUUUSSY y'all. I'm talking conquering all of the Chicagoland area like it was my business.
Friday: I spent it with Mr. Firefighter celebrating Valentine's Day (he was on shift the day of) and we had a delicious dinner at a tapas restaurant filled with great conversation and me swooning at his handsome self. We tried an octopus tapas dish that was surprisingly very delicious. You don't really think of eating octopus for a Valentine's Day dinner, do ya? We also had these delicious shrimp and chorizo skewers which were the bomb.com. My mouth is watering just thinking about them #fatgirlproblems
Flowers from le firefighter.
Unfortunately, I was not able to get pictures of us together from our evening. To be honest, we have maybe about 5 pictures together. I need to work on this because this is just unacceptable. Anywhoodle, after dinner, we came back to my place and watched End Of Watch (because I love anything cop related AND Jake Gyllenhaal is ridiculously good looking) while I oh so gloriously scarfed down a giant red velvet cupcake. Yum :)
Now, I've seen a lot of girls do crafty, cutesey candy related gifts for their men which I think is so cool, but let me tell you guys something: Mr. Firefighter is not a fan of desserts :( Like AT ALL. This man avoids them at all costs. He's very much into his physique and clean eating and it's nearly IMPOSSIBLE to get him to eat anything that has sugar in it. He has absolutely no problem ordering me ginormous desserts and laughing at me while I try to finish it all so I guess it works out.
Saturday: Holy shit balls was Saturday one hectic day. I had 4 parties to attend. IN 3 DIFFERENT CITIES. I was in such a rush and was having some intense sweating attacks but I made it work. I spent majority of the day in my car but I was happy to see all of my friends and family, even if it was more a short amount of time.
My Goddaughter's 15th Birthday. She is absolutely beautiful and I am so honored to be in her life and watch her become such a smart and beautiful young lady.
Ready for birthday celebrations.
Me and the birthday girl
(no, she's not Chinese, just always looks like it)
It was Vanessa's birthday on Saturday and she had me drive alllll the way to Indiana just so I could shake my booty with her. We didn't get to the bar until 12:30 and STILL had to wait in line in below zero weather. Needless to say, I was not a happy girl waiting in that line. But once the bouncer let us in, I was ready to shake what my momma gave me. The best thing? I didn't wear heels so I thought that my feet wouldn't hurt as bad while dancing. Yeah, no. I was wrong. My feet were in pain just as if they had on some 6 inch heels on. Fail.
Sunday: Spent it recovering from all of the driving and booty shaking that I did. I also met up with my girl, Maria, and stuffed my face with french silk pie and a cup of coffee the size of my head. Can we say diabetic coma?
I am still in need of some major sleep and a good meal because I am lacking in all of those departments. Friday needs to hurry up.
This weekend was full of great news but I can't fully share with all my blogger friends just yet what the great news is - soon, I promise!
Grammy's were yesterday. I make it a priority to watch them every year. I first started watching them back in 1999 when the Backstreet Boys were nominated and I've been hooked ever since. Did anyone else find it slightly uncomfortable seeing Rihanna and Chris Breezy together? Ugh. I love them both...but not together. Do better for yourself, girlfriend.
Anywho. My life is about to become one chaotic mess. A good chaotic mess that is (I hope!). I'm trying to wrap my head around everything that is going on and everything that might happen. EEEE!!!!
Valentine's Day is just a couple of days away, are all of you ladies ready? Are you letting your Valentine do all of the planning or are you taking charge? I have decided to do all of the planning this year (because I'm a control freak) so hopefully it turns out well.
My Monday is about to end in about an hour but only because I have a doctor's appointment - womp womp. And then maybe, just maybe, I'll hit the gym later. MAYBE.
So what if it's 10:30 pm on a Friday night and I'm at my parent's house?
Friday is almost gone, so before it goes away, and the rest of you are getting your party on and droppin it like it's hot, I figured I'd do Friday's Letters from one of my favorite link-ups.
Dear Asshats who stole Mr. Firefighter's car: You all deserve millions of kicks to the face. You have made my week so stressful and I can only imagine just how much more stressed and angry Mr. Firefighter is. Just when things were looking up, you guys haaad to steal his car and strip it of all it's parts. Karma is a biotch and it will catch up to ALL of you.
Dear Credit Card Bill: Stop increasing in how much I owe. I had to pay rent today and now I have to pay you off, too. Ugh. Can't I just be 17 again?
Dear Chicago Winter: I hate you. That is all.
Dear Superbowl: I may have to miss watching you this year **gasp** I haven't missed a superbowl in over 10 years.
Dear Heating Pad: You're making my tummy feel so much better. Keep on doing what you're doing.
Dear Diary: I don't have a diary. I just wanted to write that.
Dear Bum By My Job: I hope you appreciated the two free meals you received from me this week. And all because you said I was beautiful and were honest about what you wanted.
Dear America: Stop complaining about guns. Gun reform won't solve the problem. I come from the murder capital of the country that has some of the toughest gun laws - things don't change overnight.
That I completely forgot that the Superbowl is this Sunday. Oops. This NEVER happens. I'm a die hard Superbowl fanatic but..um..I forgot. Go Niners!
That I haven't made it to the gym in over a week. I'm trying, guys. Trying
That I have developed an addiction to NARS cosmetics. Hellooo? Where have I been all this time?!
That I consumed about 5,796 calories at last night's dinner. That vanilla milkshake was callin my name.
To be ready to get out of work and go home to watch me some American Idol. I only watch the auditions every year but Niki Minaj is making it really hard to sit through the entire episode. That British accent needs to stop. Seriously, girlfriend. Listen to yourself.
To not be so accepting about Kimye's pregnancy. I LOOOVE Kanye and I'm just not sure how this baby is going to affect his career. Don't let me down, Ye.
That I get made fun of at work for never doing my hair. Seriously, guys, it's bad. I have really long, thick hair that takes FOREVER to dry and style. I don't make the effort to set aside an extra hour in the morning to style it so I just dry it and put it up in a ridiculous messy bun (see below)
So as I mentioned above, it really has been QUITE the week. I'll get right to it.
Mr. Firefighter's car was stolen last Friday night/Saturday morning and he has been SO angry and upset all week about it. I can't blame him, I'd be throwing punches and going on a hunt for the mother effer who did it. Unfortunately, the car was found at an impound lot completely stripped of all its parts. These guys took EVERYTHING. I've been very upset about it all week only because there's very little I can do about it. He's such a hardworking guy who just started a new job with a new fire department earlier this month so the timing couldn't be any worse. His old department was less than 10 minutes away from his place and his current department is about an hour drive. The whole thing just makes me really angry. So many hardworking people out there and all it takes is for some cold hearted asshole to ruin your day, week, month, whatever it may be.
This only furthers my aspiration to become a police officer even more. UGH.
I wish I had more positive things to say but it's been rough.
Here's to hoping things get better and that his insurance comes through relatively quick.
I hope all of you out in bloggerland are having a better week!
It's Friday, my boss is out of town until next Tuesday, and that only means one thing: half day at work :)
Linking up with Leslie for Confessional Friday, these are my confessions:
:: I have driven into work wayyy too much the past two weeks. Parking in downtown Chicago is NOT cheap.
:: I seriously have the best acupuncturist ever! She has helped me out with so much and I have so gained so much knowledge about my body and health/beauty regimens. You should all check out Jenny's blog and have a look. I promise you'll learn something great!
:: I just learned about "oil pulling" and will be trying this health regimen out this weekend. I knew I bought that tub of coconut oil for a reason!
:: I am excited to try out all of the crock pot recipe suggestions I got from some of my fellow bloggers. I will be buying the ingredients I need and will be attempting the recipes next week.
:: I think it is wayyyy too early for stores to be selling bathing suits and sandals already. C'mon! We haven't even had the worst of winter yet.
:: I plan on doing some much needed retail therapy this weekend. Watch out, credit card!
:: I am literally counting down the days until summer. Words will never express just how much I hate winter AND spring. April showers bring May flowers? Yeah, no. Not here. Shove those flowers up your frigid cold ass. Give me my 85 degree weather and a beach, thanks.
:: I have been itching to take a trip to Disney World lol. Seriously. I've been telling my roommate for the past two weeks that we need to go back. Road trip this summer?
:: I need a major cuddle session with Mr. Firefighter. He started a new job with a new fire department earlier this month and his schedule has been ridiculous. This has led me to be very cranky and bratty.
I am excited for my date night with one of my best friends, Maria, tonight. Every Friday when I head home to visit my parents, I make it a priority to have a coffee/movie date with my girls from back home. I think today will be our last Friday date night for a looooonnnng time because Maria will be starting dental assistant school for 8 months and it interferes with girl time :( But I'm SO proud of her and know she's going to do GREAT. Get it, girl!
So on another note, Valentines' Day is coming up. How do you girls celebrate? Do you like to go out and do something, stay in, go out that weekend? Last Valentine's wasn't so great. My grandpa passed away that week and it had me in the worst of moods. And this year, I have no idea what's going to happen. I kind of want to just skip over the holiday. Let's celebrate my birthday instead :)
Guys, I am wiped out - energy wise, that is. I can already tell it's going to be one of those days. Didn't help that I came in to work and was welcomed with a snippy e-mail from my boss. Ugh.
Last night, I had a mandatory police orientation to attend in order to be able to take their physical and written exam this Saturday. I went, sat there for 2 hours with a really sore ass (thank you dinky high school cafeteria seats), drove home in a mini snow storm, and now I'm cranky.
One of those damn days.
Anyway, I came across an article on Yahoo that just warmed my heart. Jacob Rudolph, a highschooler, was given the Class Actor award and this was his response:
"Most of you see me every day. You see me acting the part of "straight" Jacob, when I am in fact LGBT. Unlike millions of other LGBT teens who have had to act every day to avoid verbal harassment and physical violence, I'm not going to do it anymore. It's time to end the hate in our society and accept the people for who they are regardless of their sex, race, orientation, or whatever else may be holding back love and friendship. So take me, leave me, or move me out of the way. Because I am what I am, and that's how I'm going to act from now on."
There is nothing more that I love than seeing people stand up for theirselves. I just absolutely love it.
I can only imagine how difficult it is for kids, and even adults, to go every day pretending to be someone they're not. Kids are so mean and judgmental, especially this generation, and I can only hope that Jacob's example inspires someone out there to not be ashamed of who thery are and speak up. We are all equal.
I have always said that I was fortunate enough to grow up in a household that didn't teach me to discriminate others based on their sexual orientation. It's unfortunate that so many other people were exposed to the complete opposite.
So while I'm over here being a crabby patty and complaining about little stuff, it makes my heart happy when other people are overcoming their battles with society and standing up for theirselves. Puts my view in a whole different perspective.
Now if I can only get these cranky pants off and find some happy ones, I'll feel a little better ;)