Monday, October 31, 2005


It is for sure Halloween in the office. I just shoveled in my mouth one orange frosted with sprinkles cookie, the really good ones that make every other cookie in the world seem insignificant and one cookie with a witch's head made of icing, two gummie spiders and I am debating on what is next. The Nestle Crunch bar (mini of course) or the Hershey's milk chocolate OR the fun size M&M's.
Lord forgive me for the sugar consumption.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Ketchup Nazi

There was an awesome tent sale happening this afternoon. Tons of shirts for only $5 a piece. So the girls at work, and myself of course, headed over during our lunch break.
Because we shopped for to long we had to grab something quick to eat and take it back to the office. We decided on Wendy's because it was close.
I'm not a big ketchup eater, which is apparently good in this situation.
On of the girls asked for extra ketchup because they only put two in the bag. The lady behind the counter gave her only ONE more and then a look that said, "if you ask me for more I'm throwing bacon grease on your skinny ass".
Don't be a disgruntled fast food server!

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

PX made me do it . . .

10 Favorites:
Favorite Season: winter
Favorite Sport: to play? I don't. to watch? baseball
Favorite Time: early in the morning, when the birds start to chirp but it is still dark out
Favorite Month: November
Favorite Actor: Vince Vaughn
Favorite Actress: Reese Witherspoon
Favorite Ice Cream: Sweet cream w/mini marshmallows from Marble Slab
Favorite Food: ritz chicken
Favorite Drink: 7 and 7
Favorite Place: My grandma's house

9 Currents:
Current Feeling: anxious
Current O/S: what?
Current Windows Open: blogger create post
Current Drink: water
Current Time: 11:45 a.m.
Current Mobile(s) Used: motorola
Current Show on TV: no TV on
Current Thought: what?
Current Clothes: blk sweater, blk lacy tank, green leporad print skirt, blk knee high boots, mismatched socks

8 Firsts:
First Nickname: kimbo, i hate it, more than anything else
First Kiss: seventh grade, Jon, can't remember his last name right now
First Crush: Kyle Kemp
First Computer: not a clue
First Vehicle I drove: 1989 Nissan Maxima
First Job: receptionist at a hair salon
First Movie: ??????
First Pet: a gray tabby cat, max, my sisters made him mean and we had to give him away
First Shave: fifth grade

7 Lasts:
Last Chai (Tea) : dieter's tea, two weeks ago
Last Movie: dodgeball
Last Time I Drove: 8:00 this morning
Last Time Shaved: in the shower this morning
Last Web Site Visited: PX's
Last Software Installed: I don't install software
Last Pill I Had: aspirin, saturday

6 Have You Evers:
Have You Ever Broken the Law: there is such a fine line between lawful and not . . .
Have You Ever Been Drunk: well . . . yes
Have You Ever Climbed a Tree: I've been pushed up into a tree
Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: on occasions (when I'm drunk)
Have You Ever Been in the Middle/Close to Gunfire or Bomb Blast: does hunting count?
Have You Ever Broken Anyone’s Heart: nope

5 Things:
Things You Can Hear Right Now: the runner making a personal call on the company phone, my boss talking to another lawyer in the office, the ac shutting off, rustling papers, ticking clock
Things on Your Computer Table: lotion, nail file, mints, glasses, paper, post its, cell phone ( I had to see what kind I used), time card, batteries, certified mail supplies, etc.
Things on Your Bed: comforter, sheets, pillows, two stuffed turtles, clothes, hangers
Things You Ate Today: sausage breakfast croissant, so bad for me
Things in Mind: I have to potty

4 Places
You Have Been Today: the bathroom, my car, the office, and later I will tan

3 People You Can Tell Anything To: my mom, my husband, Lisa

2. Choices:
Black or White: black
Hot or Cold: cold

1 Thing You Want To Do Before You Die: Ride in a hot air balloon

If it was boring, it is PX's fault. I felt pressured!!

Friday, October 21, 2005

Call me crazy . . .

. . . but I miss the newness of relationships.

I miss the long talks about nothing and everything. I miss staying up late and watching infomercials because nothing else is on but you don't want to fall asleep and miss a moment together. I miss the awkward silences. The quiet laughs at each other. The daily phone calls (text messages for the daters out there now a days).

I miss the first dates. Taking hours to get ready. The way it feels when all your senses are on overdrive and your just waiting for him to put his arm around you or hold your hand. I miss when he actually does grab your hand for the first time, interlocking his fingers with yours. That incredible rush of sensation that shoots up your arm and washes over your body making you feel like you might burst with pleasure.

I miss the first kisses. The ones that have to be taken slow so you can adjust to the other person's style. And the sharp intake of breath as his hand slips under your shirt and rubs the small of your back.

I miss the attempts made to impress me. And the way it feels to know someone likes me enough to try to impress me. I miss starting something and seeing where it goes.

Call me crazy . . . but I miss the newness.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005


I was humming to myself as I went up the stairs to my office. Quite happy about the nice weather and yummy chicken salad sandwich I just had for lunch. Still a little upset about the Astros last night but I'm not worried. We'll get it tonight. I unlocked the door to the kitchen area instead of going through the copy room like I usually do. I thought I would grab a water before I absorbed myself in the files sitting on my desk. I look up as I remove my key from the door, my boss is there with a ominous grin on his face . . .

"Hey, Kimberly. How was lunch?"
(heart kicks up a notch)
"Do you know what happened to that bottle of Crown that was in the cabinet?"

shit shit shit shit shit shit shit

"Really, what?"

fuck fuck fuck
Ok, here's the thing, the girls I work with were having an uber bad day about a month ago. The hurricane was coming, one of them had to call off her wedding, I had to write a story for Sunday's paper, there were people at my house and I didn't want to go home, so . . . we opened the crown. And well, we drank it all. It was an impromptu party for three. But even worse is that we were drinking at the office. We then got tipsy and invited others to come join our party. Not so smart. I know. Do you think he is gonna fire me???

"It got drank, Bill"
"Oh, Ok then. I was just wondering."


Friday, October 14, 2005


That's right.
Dear hubby informed me a couple of weeks ago.
I got all high pitched and was like "what, I'm not dramatic! I'm . . . oh, I see now".
I was even dramatic about being dramatic.
That's no good.
And now I wonder how many other characteristics I have that I don't know about.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

I'm a thief

FU had this on his blog and so I stole it . . .

Name someone with the same birthday as you.
My nephew

Where was your first kiss?
On a playground

Have you ever seriously vandalized someone else's property?
Does toilet papering count?

Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex?
Yes, but it didn’t hurt them cause I am weak little girl :)

Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people?
At church

What's the first thing you notice about the preferred sex?
Their hands

What do you order at the Coffee Bean?
No Coffee Bean here, but I get a tall regular at Starbucks

What is your biggest mistake?
That one would take some thought

Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?
Well, I carved a boyfriends initials in my knee when I was in junior high, and that hurt

Say something totally random about yourself.
I own over forty pairs of shoes

Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?
Yes. Punky Brewster. Stop laughing.

Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?

Did you have braces?
Yes, and I liked them

Are you comfortable with your height?
No, I can’t reach a lot cause I’m so short

What is the most romantic thing someone of the opposite sex has done for you?
My husbands proposal was probably the best, roses, sweet words, candles, and sparkly thing to top it off

When do you know it's love?
When you can’t live without

Do you speak any other languages?
Not so much

Have you ever been to a tanning salon?
At least twice a week

What magazines do you read?
Jane and Us

Have you ever ridden in a limo?
Yes, and I love it

Has anyone you were really close to passed away?
Yes. The lady I used to clean house for passed away the second year I worked for her. It was so hard to keep cleaning for her husband. She was more than just someone I cleaned for.

Do you watch MTV?

What's something that really annoys you?
Stupid people

What's something you really like?
Salty foods

Do you like Michael Jackson?
I would have to say no. It really creeps me out how his nose looks like it fell off.

Can you dance?
Am I drunk?

What's the latest you have ever stayed up?
I was awake for two days making my mom her birthday present one year. My sisters and I were doing a scrapbook that took forever

Have you ever been rushed by an ambulance into the emergency room?
No, but I thought I was going to have to be once

Do you actually read these when other people fill them out?

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Reasons why I am not a Lady

. . . in no particular order

1) Road-rage
2) I talk about poo, poo cycles, poo types, all things poo related.
3) No clue as to which fork you are suppose to use for your salad.
4) I have a sailor mouth.
5) I'll drink beer from a can.
6) I have and will continue to burp, in public.

Monday, October 10, 2005

A Thought

My husband and I ( and when I say my husband and I, I mean me and he was there listening to what I have to say) had a very deep and soul reaching talk on Saturday.
Of course, it was induced by the many beers we had to drink in order to make it through the reception we were attending.
And while I enjoy those talks with him and we are all lovey on each other and what not, I feel worse for having it.
None of my fears, questions, etc., none of them, were resolved or addressed. That would require some input from hubby.
I have only managed to accumulate new fears and questions. A lot of them things I know he can't fix, and not wanting him to, but a reassuring word now and then. That would do for me.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Sing along

If your heavy and you know it clap your hands *clap* *clap*
If your heavy and you know it clap your hands *clap* *clap*
If your heavy and you know it then your thighs will surely show it, if your heavy and you know it clap your hands *clap* *clap*

The VCR ate my pilates tape. I have no motivation to get up early and "better" myself now. At least when I had the tape I felt guilty with it sitting there, judging me, telling me to get my ass moving.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

out of order

I Can't eat anything because my tummy hurts.
It went on strike due to the virus. The one my husband had and decided it would be fun to give to me. Jerk!
I had to go home early from work on Monday and stayed home Tuesday.
Day three of virus, should have stayed home, ended up coming to work anyway. I can't do anything right today. And things are taking me twice as long to do. I am suppose to be paying the bills right now.
You see how that is working out for me.
This feels like the day that would never end.
I am starting to feel a little guilty for being paid today. I just went comatose in my chair for like 25 minutes.
Gross. I drooled.