So...who ARE these people??

Isn't it amazing, these people who don't give you the time of day and snub their nose at you for years, suddenly are your best friend and want all the juicy details about your impending divorce? I just have to laugh. Do they really think that I think they give a rat's ass about me? It's amazing when tongues wag, how many people suddenly remember my phone number.

However, I did get my first "congratulations" today. LOL. Of course, it was from another woman who was spurned by a husband and had been divorced for 9 years. She, however, has no desire to date. She told me she doesn't want another child to care for. Sorry....that ain't me. I relishing going out on a date again. I don't think it will happen anytime soon, but I'm definitely ready for it to start, though a bit scared at the same time too, ok more like...a bit petrified at the same time too, lol. To quote from Angels & Airwaves, lol, I think this sums up what I'm hoping for in the dating world: "And watch as your heart speeds up endlessly....Just sit back and hold on, but hold on tight, Prepare for the best and the fastest ride." I so need a good time...if you know what I mean. ;)

And speaking of AVA, does anybody else think they are trying for U2'ness? I just get that feeling whenever I hear the long intros to their songs.

Oh, and guess what I did? I finally got my nerve up and made some postcards and mailed them to Post Secret yesterday. I had to just do it and mail them right away, otherwise I would have changed my mind. Now I have this paranoid feeling of the postal workers reading my secrets. I bet they love that stuff, lol. I'm crossing my fingers one might make the cut. I have a feeling if I see it up there, my stomach will drop out of my body, lol. And I'm still not sure I'll post to my blog and say "hey my secret's up there, can you guess which one," lol.

Well....I'm back

And I have some news. I had a birthday, now I'm the big 32, woo to the freakin hoo. Can you see my enthusiam? Yeah, I thought so.

So my news? Well...from my cryptic speak from a few other posts, this might make sense now. I'm getting a divorce. It's actually for the best. We're both happy with the decision. It's been bad for a long time....for years. I can't even remember why I married him and frankly, I don't want to remember. And apparently this decision has been coming to a head within me for a long while, and now that's it's finally out, I feel free. In fact, people I talk to on the phone can hear the happiness in me now.

So it's good, I'm ok, and I'm happy. I'm going back to school next semeseter, finish my nursing degree and can start life over. I'm excited about the challenge.

The KVM switch for my computers crapped out again (yeah this is like the 3rd one that's crapped out, don't ask me what I do to those things). I have 2 computers hooked to 1 monitor - one for my work and one for my fun, lol. Anyway, so as soon as I get all the wires hooked back up with the new switch again, I'll post pictures of the Disneyland vacation.

And oh, I discovered my next indie music love, Matt Duke. I love, love his music. One of my faves is Sex and Reruns, it makes me dance, lol. He has a great voice and love his lyrics. His album just recently dropped, and I picked it up on iTunes as a birthday present to myself, lol. Here is a song of his that speaks to my heart, Rabbit:

Fly

Something is wrong with me. I don't know what it is. Do you ever feel like you're on the edge of something and about to be be pushed off and you don't know if you'll either fly or fall miserably to the ground with a huge thud? I'm so ready to jump off right now that I am being absolutely miserable to everyone around me, and I can't make myself stop it. I need to jump off soon, or everyone is going to hate me. I have turned into such a b*tch for the past couple of weeks. I don't want to go on this trip to disneyland, I want a vacation alone, completely alone ,and I think that's adding to my misery. Somebody knock me out of my selfishness. Or I need to figure out how to fake it.

Adios amigos

I'm leaving in a couple of days for Disneyland, and I have procrastinated so much this time. No laundry is done, my house is a mess, and do I care? Not one damn bit...lol. I've had other things...on my mind.

I have a bigger problem, apparently, my children are vampires. They stay up all night long and it's gonna be a major pain in my rear when I have to drag them around Disneyland before noon. I cannot get these people to bed. They just won't stay there. In fact, they are literally bouncing off the walls as I type. Is this why they used to break out the whiskey in baby bottles? Of course, they also want to sleep with mommy. How is it I can have a king size bed, and still I have about 2 inches of space to lay down? I have the fun of wedging myself between 2 children and a sprawled 100+ pound labrador. Oh joy!

I'm hoping our trip will fix their circadium rhythms. I am craving a few hours alone at night to myself. I can't tell you the last time I could watch grown up TV, it's been collecting on my DVR for weeks. And dammit, I do not want to watch another episode of Grossology. Have you seen this? They have a character that collects his boogers into a giant ball, and another one that has a giant zit for a head, and then there is the episode where EVERYONE is throwing up all over the place. My kids love this show, I want to dry heave every time I see it. Somebody come put my kids to bed for me, I need to go watch some crap on televison.

Junkie

It's early morning, I just finished working all night and thought what better than to go ramble on my blog about nothing. So here I am...rambling...

I've become an exercise junkie. I have this love/hate relationship with it. I tend to either not exercise or become obsessed. For awhile now, I've been obsessed, twice a day - at least. I find myself looking over at the elliptical machine at other times of the day and have to force myself to stay away. I forget about that high you get, lol, there is nothing like it. And I can't let myself quit running until sweat is literally pouring off of me, it's amazing how the 3 minute marker is the killer for me, once I get past 3 minutes, I get this burst of energy and feel like I can run forever. I'm almost up to an hour a day.

On a positive note, I think I have to buy new shoes and a new bra, apparently the exercise is shrinking boobs and feet. I didn't realize feet would shrink, but all my shoes are now too big.

So onto the music. I have discovered the faster, the louder, the better the songs are for running, so I have a playlist on my iPod specifically for running and I turn the sound up as high as I can, lol:

I Don't Care - Fall Out Boy
Move Along - All American Rejects - this one is a really good motivator.
Say You Love Me - Velvet Code
When Did Your Heart Go Missing - Rooney
Extraorindary - Liz Phair
Thnks fr th Mmrs - Fall Out Boy
Dirty Little Secret - All American Rejects

And on a totally different note, I can't even describe this other thing, I've just gotten myself into something and I want to run screaming away, but I don't think it's possible yet. I just need to make a rule to not be nice to strangers. And if you are still reading my blog and you see this, it is definitely not you, it's something I haven't even told you, but I'll give you the story soon enough, lol. So don't worry and you'll die laughing.

Velvet Code!!!

So apparently today is music day. I recently discovered this awesome band, Velvet Code, after they were featured on Perez Hilton

They are very retro 80s/90s "new wave," very much like The Cure and maybe Depeche Mode combined? I love their stuff. My favorite is the song, More, on their myspace player.

I can't wait for their new album to drop on iTunes, I am so getting it, lol.

So they want the world to know their music, so here is a free download of their awesome song, Say You Love Me. Just click the song title.

And here is a video of them performing it.