I am supposed to be working right now. Typically, I am supposed to be working whenever I am blogging, but oh well. I am so burnt out at work for some reason and I have the hardest time focusing on anything. It's not that I have nothing to do, it's just that I have nothing I want to do. I don't really feel like blogging either, but by doing that I at least look and sound busy!
I have just been feeling blah lately. I don't know the reason why, I think stress is probably the culprit. There is in fact so much stress in my life right now that I actually found gray hairs on my only 25-year-old head!!! I have always bragged about the fact that my natural hair color is the kind of striking red that people pay money to have that never turns out right...well, I jumped on the Clairol wagon this weekend and I can no longer brag about never having dyed my hair. And this is no smooth transition sort of color either! I left work Friday afternoon with strawberry blonde hair and a tear in my eye from having found a handful of gray hairs, and I returned Monday with the sort of red that reminds me of chocolate cherries. Oh well, hair is just dead cells, and as long as they are not gray dead cells, I don't care what they look like!!!
Jake's birthday is today. The big 24. I told my mom that he was going to be 25 today. Oops. He's working tonight so I didn't make any special plans for him or anything. I am going to take him some dinner to his work once I leave mine, and I plan on making something nice for supper tomorrow - maybe chicken a la kieve, (he would be impressed by my simply touching a raw piece of chicken!). He and I went out for supper on Friday night to Logan's and he had a big steak dinner then. Usually on his birthday I persuade him to go to Mad Anthony's because they have Oktoberfest on tap and that is my favorite, he doesn't like that restaurant at all!! This year I never even brought up that place and once we get to Fort Wayne he is the one that suggests Logan's (another favorite of mine, and one of his least favorites).
Saturday I made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies and puppy chow. Nothing makes me happier on an almost-winter Saturday morning than a early baking session and a pot of coffee with a couple of strong shots of booze. I met my little mom for lunch and bummed around Wal-Mart for a little while. Actually I was killing time because I was afraid to leave becasue when I was on my way into the store I saw a man standing on the corner holding a sign that said something to the effect of "Sick, Broke, and Hungry will take anything GOD BLESS". It always makes me sad to see that sort of thing but this time it was even worse because the man had a dog with him. I bawled my eyes out. Once inside the store I had every intention of buying a sandwich from the deli and some dog food to hand to him from the window of my car but I was talked out of it my by mom and Molly.
I know that there are people who pretend to be homeless/hungry/broke and just take advantage of people. But I also know there really are people out there that are down on their luck and could use a helping hand. How do we know this man was not genuinely sick and hungry? I can't help but wonder and worry about him and that dog. I pray that if they really do need help that they are able to get it and that they will be okay and warm. And I really hope he's not just taking advantage of the good and compassionate people in this town.
There is another homeless man in town, and I know for sure that this one is homeless, that is pretty nice. He rides around on a bike and I see him all over town. He saves up the money he gets and buys day old donuts and double cheeseburgers...says that's the most efficient way to get the most food since sometimes he may not know if he will be eating for a day or two. One day I packed Jake's lunch and I had put a mini-loaf of pumpkin bread in there. We had been passing this pumpkin bread around for the better part of a week because neither one of us really likes it but we didn't want to throw it away either. Jake happened to see this homeless man at the gas station and offered him the pumpkin bread. The man politely turned him down. He told Jake that he has been eating such bad food that he has gained a ton of weight and his clothes aren't fitting him anymore and he was not going to take it and tempt himself to eat it. I had to laugh at that!
We went to dinner with Jake's parents on Saturday night. They took us to the Oyster Bar. I have never eaten better in my life!!! (Let me just say now that I do feel bad for talking about homeless people who have to eat off the dollar menu at McDonalds to make sure they are going to be able to have something to eat everyday and then in the next paragraph talking about going out for a $200 meal with the in-laws.) I had the walleye and I do recommed it if anyone out there ever reads this and decides to try the restaurant. Of course, I am sure that everything on the menu is good! We all started the meal with drinks, (reisling for Lana, merlot for me, and rum and cokes for Jake and Dale), we ordered the spring rolls for appetizers which were delicious! Lana and I had the walleye for dinner, Dale had the chef's speciality petite filet, and Jake had something called seafood au gratin that contained shrimp, scallops, crab, and lobster. Followed with another round of drinks, only this time I switched to a chardonnay that "better complimented my dinner selection". Jake and his dad had also ordered a plate of oysters on the half shell...Lana and I averted our eyes while they ate them! Lana has never tried them, but that is the one food I ate in Eurpoe that I will never forget! Lana and I ordered cups of coffee and we all shared a desert of creme brulee. The waiter brought the bill and sat it in front of Dale and my eyes did a Looney Tunes worthy bug-out when I saw the $197.93 total at the bottom!!
Sunday morning was back to normal with a scrambled egg smothered in Gray Poupon on top of a dry piece of toast and 4 cups of coffee before church.
I missed work on Thursday and left about 40 minutes early on Wednesday last week. Wednesday I left with a temp of 102. It was awful and I don't remember feeling that bad since I had mono back when I was living in Laud and working at Gander Mountain. I was back to work on Friday but not feeling 100%. I took it easy on Saturday. Sunday I had church and I went shopping at Times Corner with Lana. 3 hours shopping at Goodwill - I was WORN OUT!!! Whne we were on our way back to her house I mentioned that I was feeling bad again. I popped some Tylenol and had a bowl of potato soup once back to her house. I had a ton of housework to do once I got back home. I think my problem is that i just have too much to do and I keep myself to busy and I am bogging myself down or something. I think tonight I am just going to take it easy. I am going to go straight home and pull on some heavy sweats and take my beasts for a nice long walk. I was so good about taking them on such long walks (we're talking 4 miles a day!), and since the Daylight savings time BS I have barely had them outside our yard. I am sure that crazy puppy misses that exercise. Oh how I long for a fenced in yard!!
Well, I should pack it up here adn get ready to head home. Now tomorrow I will probably have a ton of stuff to do aside from everyting I put off from today! Guess there's no one to blame but myself. Hopefully soon I will have something worth blogging about. I know I will reread this one day and think "Why the hell did I publish that babble?"
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