Neurotic Ramblings

Posts Tagged ‘lists’

• New jeans.  Lots of them.  At least 3 pairs.
• New shoes.  I NEED new wedges like a crackhead needs…well, crack.
• Cute, work appropriate Spring dresses.
• A new laptop.
• A new phone.
• A chocolate brown loveseat.
• New jewelry.  Mama needs some more bling!
• New yoga pants & workout tanks.
• New trainers.
• New flat sandals.
• A new purse.
• To lose 20 lbs.
• To quit smoking.
• To get my fat ass back in the gym.
• To get my hair done.
• A mani/pedi in whatever fabulous spring polish is in.
• Cushions for my dining room table chairs.
• For my spine to stop cracking every time I stand up.
• New Sharpie Pens because mine already ran out of ink.
• A new coffee mug.

Most of all, really, I just needed to make a list.  So voila. I’m hoping it makes my Monday a little less “meh”.

That is all.  Good day.  Ciao.
Oh, hey, you know what ELSE I need that would make me UBER HAPPY?!  If YOU joined my site using the Google Friend Connect widget on the right.  See that over there?  Yeah, that one.  Jeff’s looking a bit lonely over there!!! (thanks, btw, for joining, Jeff!)  So go, click, you can totes count this as your good deed of the day, promise!

Because bullet points make me smile…

• I need to find an outfit to wear on Saturday.  Every single piece of clothing I own has been played out.  If you’re my friend on FB, you’ve seen them all.  Plus I need cute winter clothes that can be dressed up for a night out, or played down and office appropriate.  I JUST NEED TO SHOP.  PERIOD.
• This month is still killing me financially.  I keep telling myself it will be ok.  I’m breaking down the budget accordingly. 
• This brings me to my next point:
  • I’ve had some people wonder how I bitch about my finances and still manage to go out “all the damn time”.  To those people I simply say this:  I have amazing party buddies.  End of story. 
• TABLE.  That’s all I have to say about that.    well, maybe an lmfao for good measure.
• I cannot WAIT for the end of this week to be here.  All my finals will be over and done with and this semester of procrastination will come to an end.  The S.O.D. will be put into retirement and while Spring will be looming right around the corner, it brings promises of A’s with it.
• There’s something that I’ve been dying to share with you guys…I’ve almost blogged about it, but don’t want to get ahead of myself so I’ve kept mum.  I’m still cringing from not being able to just blurt it out!
• I hadn’t realized how really incredibly happy making lists make me.   Everything is all nice and neat and organized.  I love it.

I’ll leave you with this tale of embarrassment from last night:

I’m suffering from “working out on a Monday” allergies so when I got to my mom’s at around 7ish, I asked her for an allergy pill.  She gave me some generic crap and made sure I only took ONE tiny little pill.  Fast forward to dinner with the BFF & her BF…I was LOOPY.  I couldn’t shut up.  I tried, but I couldn’t.  And I was LOUD!  Like, ten times louder than usual.  I managed to freak out a bus boy by yelling at Ricky Bobby for insinuating that he was bored.  But, the coup de gras came when we (finally) got our tab…see, we needed to split it…and the waiter boy (who looked like a Jonas brother and NOT a flat faced dog as RB put it) says “I can split it for you, just tell me how you want it” *cue school- girl-with-a-crush-med-induced-giggles here*  I could.not.stop.giggling.  I turned beet red.  I hadn’t had one of those moments since I was, well, in middle school.  Oh well, I guess it’s one of those “you had to be there” kind of things.  “how do you want it?”  hehehehehe….I can think of a couple of ways!  I’m such a perv!

First off, fuck you Mother Nature.  You fucking suck.  I hate you.
 
If I can channel this sad, mopey mood into an agry one I’ll be ok.  I’d rather be a raging bitch.
 
So…to combat these hormone induced moods here’s today’s version of Thursday Thirteen:  13 things that make me feel sexy
 
1.  FMPs.  Yep, there’s nothing sexier or better at improving a girl’s mood than strutting in some killer fuck-me-pumps.
 
2.  Making his toes curl 
 
3.  Going out dancing with my girls.  
 
4.  Tight jeans.  The right pair can make any girl feel like a million bucks.
 
5.  Red lipstick.  Enough said.
 
6.  Freshly done nails in bright colors. 
 
7.  Cocktail rings to go with pretty manicures.
 
8.  Sexy undies under my favorite pair of comfy jeans.
 
9.  Middle of the day sexy texts.
 
10.  Wearing my hair down when I’ve just blown it out.
 
11.  Bedroom eyes.
 
12.  Boobalicious shirts.
 
13.  And the most important one:  feeling comfortable and confident in who I am.
 
 
Wow, that helped.  Ok my darlings, I’m off to bitch someone out for not putting enough caffeine in my coffee.  Love, love, love!
 
Besitos!
 
 

I want…to stop feeling so needy!  I feel like just screaming out “PAY ATTENTION TO MEEEEE!!!!” to no one in particular.

I want…for my friends who make plans to keep them.  I can’t even begin to tell you how royally pissed it makes me when I get cancelled on last minute because usually I’ve passed up other plans to do something with you, and then you pull that shit.  I don’t have time, energy or patience enough for this. 

I want…for this weird mood I’ve been in to settle.  The rollercoaster is fun when it’s up, but when it’s going down it feels like my lungs are going to jump out through my throat. 

I want…for my G1 phone to be activated already.  Why did I pay the $380 if I had to wait allll the damn way till next Friday???  ugh

I want…to have set plans and everyone follow my rules.  Lists and schedules make me sane.  Knowing what I am going to do and when I’m going to do it keeps me leveled.  Throw me off and you get this…a rambling blog about how royally pissed I am right now.

I want…a certain someone to text me back before I go batshit crazy.  Seriously, it’s not funny.  Quit that shit.

I want…to be at the island right now…laying on the cool sand while the sun’s rays warm my skin and give me a glorious tan…le sigh…

I’m buying a punching bag.  Yep.  I sure am. 

My mind works in a very weird way.  On my usual drive to work in the morning I drown out my thoughts with the sounds blasting through the speakers.  Today was not one of those days.

Today my mind was whirlwinding.  I felt like a tornado was about to form so I started to do a mental checklist to get it in order.  I’m anal like that.  Lists for everything.  The lists then get transfered to post-its which get plastered to the lining in my purse, the notebook I carry everywhere, or the back of my phone.

Post Its Make my world go ’round…seriously.

So on my list this morning went:
-Schedule M’s appointment with eye Dr.
-Find mechanic for oxygen sensor/brake pads
-Get oil changed on car
-Find blue thingamagig to remove paint chips from winshield (if any of you know what it’s called, please tell me)
-Find an activity to reduce stress and exercise to temporarily replace jogging
-Find an activity to replace wanting to punch him in the face everytime he calls

And then…I literally heard the “ding ding ding” of a boxing bell!  A punching bag?  Why yes, that would be exerciseful (my word, back off), it would relieve stress and keep me from punching someone!!!!! 

So I found the one you saw up there at Academy for under $40 and I can hang it up in the garage and punch my way to toned arms and thighs.  Yeeeeeyaaaaaaah!

In other news, I have that dreaded presentation today.  In 38 minutes to be exact.  Wish me luck.