Election Birth Day

November 3, 2009

Regardless of what I said last night, I am going to vote today. I have to. It is the one day of year I feel truly special.

And since election day is on my 37th birthday this year, I feel double special. So, the plan is to walk behind the metal curtain and think. No, wait! NOT THINK… I have already done that. I am going to trust my gut. That always works.
I wrote in an earlier blog entry that I carry around a fortune from a cookie that reads “Trust your intuition.” That I can do.

I am going to try to remember all of this because I dreamed this while dozing on the couch. Here are the characters – A single woman with two children. – She is a slut. Every time one of her kids goes to use a kitchen utensil she says – “Don’t use that.” because it is something she has used in the bedroom with one of her many dates. The other character is a married black woman. She and her husband had sold their unborn baby to a donor, but have changed their mind and are trying to buy their baby back. The strongest memory I have from the dream is the mom sitting at the kitchen table with her kids – the son goes to use the ladel and the mom says “Oh honey, don’t use that.” because she and a sex partner had used it the night before for something kinky. I wish I could remember the whole thing.

Your diary is on your face

November 1, 2009

I looked in the mirror yesterday (Halloween) and with true terror saw my overgrown eyebrows. I immediately decided to put money woes aside and called Roehm’s Day Spa to see if they could get me in for a waxing. Of course they could. The woman met me in the lobby and was so cheerful…and Russian. I told her the story of looking in the mirror and scaring myself and she said, “That is why I never look in the mirror.” Funny! Then I started complaining about my wrinkles, especially the one between my eyebrows. She said that comes from concentration. “Your diary is on your face” she said. She told me the only way to get rid of that one wrinkle is to burn it off. No wrinkle cream will get rid of it. Not even BOTOX…. WTAF. She pointed out that I was married with a husband and son and they love me just how I am. How did she know?

The funniest thing she said was women should only wear make-up for an emergency, such as a party. I have never thought of a party as an emergency before, but now that I think about it…Holy hell parties can definitely send me into panic mode. Now, where did I put that lighter?

This is the difference

October 30, 2009

And when John Lennon climbed up that black ladder through that whole to that platform Yoko Ono had written the word “yes” on a white canvas. I would NEVER do that. I would never write YES on anything. I am a “no” person. This is the difference between me and the cool kids. Yes and no.

This is a tough one

October 28, 2009

What do you do when your boss already thinks you make too much money?

One Lucky Failure

October 26, 2009

I have a lot of work to do and I don’t know how to do it. I am so afraid everyone is going to find out that I am inept and I am going to get fired. My former therapist said that depression is when you feel like everything is falling in on you and anxiety is when you feel like everything is scrambling out of you. I can’t sleep. All I think about is work. When I do sleep, I dream about work. I try to tell myself “Why don’t you worry about this as much as ________ would?” but that only helps for a minute. You see, some people with really high positions don’t seem to care about anything. Why do I care so much about everything. I know the answer. I care because I love this school. I love my job and I want to do good work. I want peace / piece of mind and to feel pride in what I do. I don’t want to feel scared that everyone will find out I am one lucky failure.

Election Season

October 22, 2009


This is my FAVORITE time of year. I am a total geek for politics. I love following races and figuring how who is cool enough to get my vote. I am really struggling with the LCC Board of Trustees election. I thought I had it figured out – now after reading an article in the City Pulse I think I am only going to use two of my three votes.

How can you be against domestic partner benefits?

Plus this is the best year ever. Election Day is on my birthday. I am taking several days off of work to do nothing but read and have lunch with friends (*co-workers) and just relax.

Oh! and Halloween. I bought a crazy Elvis costume that is way too tight and I really should not eat anything until November 1. We don’t even have a party to go to *(see earlier blog). I just wanted it.

Late October/Early November is when I am at my happiest. I am going to enjoy it.