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Musings...
anyone have random musings?
Sometimes I get FB invites from people I KNOW were previously friends with me. And I didnt de-friend them. So, this leaves me wondering WHY they defriended me and then wanted to refriend me. I dont really care about the defriending (with this person today, I did not notice it anyway) but if you went to all the trouble of defriending me, why re-add me?
Also, this has been bugging me a lot lately for some reason. People who tell me my hair isnt red, then try to add on some kind of qualifier, like "its strawberry blond" or not quite strawberry blond (then there are the people who reply when I say my hair is strawberry blond that they wouldnt qualify it as that.) Ok, suck it with the semantics people! We dont go around telling people that their hair isnt really brunette, its chestnut. There are like a million shades of brown/brunette and the same with blond. FFS. Its not like I'm trying to pass off non-red hair as red. Its definitely red.
Also once, someone told me when I was living in San An that I didnt have red hair because "Texas doesnt have red heads" Um, ok.
I changed my name
Re: Musings...
Sometimes I think FB likes to de-friend people for funsies. I just sent a friend a request because I noticed that somehow we weren't on each other's list - and I know she's not the type to de-friend and I certainly didn't de-friend her.
I'm annoyed that people show up to work with an obvious illness and rather than do their best to come in and quickly get permission to go home or go to the clinic, they sit around for two hours exposing the rest of us to their crud.
Your hair is crazy red. People are dumb.
I will judy chop anyone who gets Ojo sick.
I have soap in my kitchen in one of those auto pump things, and every time I wash my hands, it reminds me of when I washed my hands a billion times a day while Ojo was here.
I really miss H. I'm not sad or anything, I'm glad he's deployed, because that's what he wanted, but I just miss him being here when I get home, and I wish we were having Christmas here alone instead of me running around the country.
I'm so excited about my raise I could die.
I'm beginning to realize that C and I failed at the whole combining households thing when we got married. We still have 2 living room sets and 2 dining room sets. And a ridiculous number of other random household doubles. Guess it's time to go through and clean out the cupboards and garage.
11 year old girls talk. A lot.
11 year old girls run everywhere and aren't quite aware of what "personal space" is.
Even though I never wanted a big dog I'm glad we got one because he's super smart and cute!
This instantly made me picture Judge Judy chopping people with her hand.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GuigcXvcy1A
What you don't want to do is judy choppin' while ku fu kicking.
LMAO!
People donate weird stuff. Like, stuff that should just go in the trash. Today someone brought a shelf with no way to hang it on the wall. So it's pretty much just a plank of wood. Other strange and gross donations include a dirty grimy fish tank, stained bras, used lingerie, and a tv that doesn't work.
Hate that. Or the people that call in the ams to the office and want an appointment that day because they are home sick. Dude if you are home sick what makes you think I want you bringing your germs to me and my coworkers!!
I got to skype with one of my friends who I haven't seen but maybe once in three years. I immediately started crying. I got to meet her fiancee who she's marrying on NYE and it's making me think of all the things I'm missing ( weddings, babies, being there for friends who are going through hard times) and how badly I want to live in the states again.
Pity party for one!
I would Space A home, but I would feel horrible leaving C here by himself and I have obligations to our MoPs group on base. I need to wait until the summer, but that might not work out because of C's possible schooling coming up. So I feel silly not actually doing any thing about what I'm whining about because that's one of my pet peeves, so I really need to shut up.