*_Aimee_*

Compliments of Drew.





What type of Fae are you?

.Aimee.

I do believe I have ceased with the self-injurious (heh) behavior that had befallen me as I've managed to go two full days without harming myself. Groovy, eh?

Anyhow, I've been feeling a mite melancholy this week and I'm not quite sure why, maybe it's just because I've been extremely overtired the last couple weeks. I've somehow managed to work myself back into this strange pattern of insomnia and I'm definitely not getting enough sleep, this is probably why I've been so clumsy lately. Hmm, perhaps I'll start counting sheep and see where that gets me.

But, blahs aside, Tuesday was good. I had a lovely conversation with a lovely person whom I happen to love most incredibly and it was, well, lovely. Plus, my Angie is proud of me for sucking up the silly bout of fear that was plaguing me and being a big girl and that, my friends, is a positively splendid thing.

I think I mentioned this before, but I had a Parent/Teacher conference with Cameron's teacher Tuesday morning and thankfully, it went rather well. I was more than a bit nervous when I got the memo requesting a conference because, behavior wise, Cameron has been very challenging this last month and consciously I knew the bad behavior wasn't exclusive to when he's at home and honestly, I was having flashbacks to the first half of last school year when he'd do silly things like roll around on the floor during circle reading time to draw attention to himself. But she assured me that while his behavior hasn't been particularly good, it's nothing like it was last year. She told me that Cameron is extremely bright (as did his kindergarten teacher) and has a beautiful heart, but his disruptive and overly social behavior during class is preventing him from being all that he could be academically. We (his teacher and I) are going back to the daily behavior chart his kindergarten teacher and I used last year to try and get his behavior under control. It worked exceptionally well last year and maybe that kind of fixed goal (staying on green all day and getting a smiley face in the behavior column) is an incentive he needs. His teacher suggests that if, on Wednesday, he brings home the behavior chart and two of the three days have a smiley face in the behavior column, I reward him in some way (taking him out for an ice cream, renting him a movie, etc.), repeating the process on Saturday if Thursday and Friday have smiley's, so that is what I will do and hopefully it'll help straighten out his behavioral issues. Cross your fingers for me, will you?

Speaking of Cameron, he was positively fascinated with the Goodyear Blimp yesterday evening and now he wants to take a ride on it (I don't think they allow that anymore), it was so incredibly cute.

And that's all really. I hope everyone is having a positively pleasant week.

Aimee--Life's a bitch.

And then you die.

Okay, so it's not as dramatic as all that, but I swear, if I don't stop trying to physically harm myself (in a purely accidental fashion), I think I'm going to scream.

Sigh.

Yesterday afternoon, I split the bottom of my frickin' foot open on my frickin' IV pole that Sarah (sweet, sweet Sarah) left lying folded up underneath a few articles of clothing on my bedroom floor. And let me tell you, that shit hurt like bloody hell. Yesterday evening, in a moment of complete and utter gracefulness, I tried (unsuccessfully, thank the gods) to sprain my ankle coming down the stairs at breakneck speed (as I have cautioned Cameron NOT to do so many times I do believe I've lost count--it's a good thing he wasn't here to witness that particular fall from grace). And tonight, I tried very, very hard to break my poor abused baby toe by getting it all tangled and twisted in the straps of some stupid bag that I could almost swear moved itself a few inches to the right of where it was actually supposed to be. Needless to say, my right foot is SO not liking me right now.

Perhaps tomorrow I'll venture out in full protective gear in order to circumvent any accidental mishaps my clumsy ass should try to engage in. Sounds like a splendid, peachy, super-fantastic idea to me.

And that's all she wrote. I think I'll go to bed now before I do anymore needless damage to some poor unsuspecting part of my body.

Nighty night.

Aimee--I (heart) Fridays!

Remember when I said I've been in a rather fantastic mood this week? Yeah, well, no worries, I still am, but I have to tell you, yesterday was an incredibly icky day (at least on the work front). I kid you not, the phone would absolutely not stop ringing, it was super-annoying (to say the least) and at one point, I informed Bill that if he didn't get Mike out of my office there was a good chance that my head would explode. Bill told me to help try and keep my sanity intact I should just start counting the days until my vacation cause they're getting shorter and it'll be here before I know it (oh, yes, please--I need a break in a big way). But Dios mio, I was so happy when 5 o'clock rolled around yesterday that I very nearly cried.

Then it was home for my infusion and I must've been extra exhausted because shortly after she pushed the premeds, I was out and I don't remember much of anything after that. My mom said I got up for a bit and had a conversation with her somewhere around 10 PM, but I sure as hell don't remember doing so.

And, Oh. My. God., last evening while I was waiting for my nurse to arrive, I was sitting out front with Cameron watching him play some skateboarding game on his Game Boy when he suddenly asked me...

"How come you don't talk to me about grown-up stuff?"

"Well, that's cause you're not a grown-up yet, monkey." (I call Cameron "monkey", don't ask, I don't know?)

"But you should talk to me about grown-up stuff."

"Yeah? Like what?"

"Like where babies come from?"

Oh boy. Goodness. My God. And I think not.

I very slyly, and without providing any real information, tiptoed around that one, but where in the hell did that come from? He's six for goodness sake, it's entirely too early to be discussing where babies come from. Seriously.

In other news, Christie is driving me absolutely bat shit crazy with her obsession over MySpace. Sigh. I did not want a MySpace page, I'm not looking to network, date, etc., etc., etc., so what on earth would I need to go creating yet another page that I will undoubtedly neglect (kinda like my Yahoo 360 page)? But alas, because she consistently harassed me about it, I created one in hopes of ceasing the harassment! But has it stopped? No, it has not! She's just moved from harassing me to create one to harassing me about how boring my page is. I shit you not, she has sent me at least 10 e-mails today with links to sites that specialize in MySpace graphics so I can "fix" my page. If she sends me anymore I'm afraid I'm going to lose my bloody mind! So, what will I do? You ask. Well, I'll fix it, of course, because knowing my sister as I do, she'll never (and I mean never) stop the harassing until it's done.

Okay, rant over.

Well, that's about it from me for today. I hope everyone has a peachy weekend.

Aimee, giver of memes...

A title bestowed upon me by Drew. LOL. But, in this instance, the meme is compliments of Jason.


1. What kind of shirt are you wearing?

A black short sleeve v-neck tee.

2. How many kids do you want to have?

I used to want a half dozen, but I've decided that I'm content with my Cameron, so that'd be 1.

3. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

Yep, sure do and I couldn't tell you which one I'm closer too, they're probably pretty close to equal, but my relationship with both is a bit different.

4. What name would you want besides the one you have?

Eve--I love that name.

5. What time did you wake up today?

Somewhere around 11:00 am.

6. What were you doing at midnight two nights ago?

That was infusion night, so it's a safe bet I was sleeping.

7. Do you like having your hair pulled?

Mmm, yes, lightly.

8. Name something you CANNOT wait to do:

Go on vacation, I haven't taken one longer than 2 days in YEARS. Just two and a half more weeks to go--I can't wait!

9. Last time you saw your mom?

Earlier today before she headed north.

10. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life?

There are quite a few things I'd change if I could, but for the most part, I'm content.

11. If you had 300,000 dollars, what would you do with it?

Pay off a few bills like my car and a couple credit cards, help out a few people that I dearly love and set the rest aside for Cameron.

12. Last thing you ate?

Reduced Fat Blueberry Muffin from Dunkin Donuts.

13. What's your favorite month?

December.

14. Least favorite month?

March.

15. What's the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone?

Ah, a few weeks back I borrowed some capri's from my mom because mine got soaked while we were at the beach.

16. Most visited webpage?

I visit a lot of webpages on the daily, but one I visit everyday without fail would be Evan's blog.

17. Last person to make you sad?

Ah, I don't know exactly? A couple people have made me sad lately.

18. Would you take a bullet for your best friend?

Indeed I would.

19. Favorite kind of soda?

Dr. Pepper and Mountain Dew Live Wire hold equal adoration from me, but since my diet does not allow me to indulge in either, I'm gonna have to go with Diet Pepsi Jazz Strawberries and Cream.

20. If someone you hated died, what would you do?

Not sure really.

Aimee--I haven't updated since Saturday...

Shame on me! But it's alright, there isn't much of anything going on at the moment so technically, you haven't missed much.

Let's see...

I have a Parent/Teacher Conference scheduled for Tuesday Sept. 25th to discuss Cameron's "behavior" (which, if it's anything like it's been at home, has been positively deplorable).

My sister got a new job and on the way to her second day on the job, she got pulled over and very nearly arrested for driving on a suspended license, which mind you, was violating her probation--so, me thinks it's "buh-bye" new job. Sigh.

Cameron took a tumble down the stairs last night because he was going way too fast (as I've told him NOT to do a million times) and was rather upset by the whole traumatic incident, so much so that after I managed to get my heart beating again, I had to carry my baby back up the stairs with him clinging to me for dear life. Gods he's heavy.

Oh and I'm having my infusion tonight--yippee, hooray and all that noise. I have to have it again in two and a half weeks instead of the normal three because I'll be out of the Sunshine State and a mite too far from home to have it on the actual day it's supposed to be scheduled.

And that's all really. Nothing exciting, same ole, same ole, but the mundane intricacies aside, I'm in a rather fantastic mood this week. It's good stuff.

Aimee--My Sarah's 3rd Birthday Party--Part One!

Was fun, Cameron had a blast, actually, I do believe a good time was had by all! And since you all couldn't come with us, I've put together this little photo tour (in two posts).

Enjoy.

^^Cameron and I

^^ Cameron

^^ Me

^^ Christie and Chris

^^ Me

^^ Me and my dad

^^Christie and Sarah

Aimee--My Sarah's 3rd Birthday Party--Part Two!

...Part Two...

^^ Me

^^ Cameron

^^ Sarah

^^ Sarah

^^ Cameron and Sarah

^^ Present Time

^^ Pinata Time

^^ Cake Time

**~ Aimee ~**

You know, for a Friday, this day certainly didn't start off on a spectacular note. At all. My Cameron, bless his sweet heart, was in the nastiest of moods this morning and he wasn't at all shy about clueing me in on that fact.

It started with breakfast. He didn't want the Cinnamon Toast Crunch Cereal Bar that I lovingly provided for him, he said (not pleasantly, mind you) and I quote, "I will eat anything but that." So, I presented him with a nice big sweet juicy apple instead (Mmm, yummy), but he wasn't having any of that either. How about some Kashi Cinnamon Harvest Cereal (so sweet and good), nope, he wasn't feeling that either. He did say "anything", right? But that was not the case, I assure you. In the end, it was a banana that piqued his interest and the battle over breakfast was passed.

Then we moved on to his uniform pants. Sigh. I just bought them in the beginning of August and they fit just peachy, I swear they did. I'm serious, I made sure he tried on EVERYTHING because I was hellbent on not having to return anything because it didn't fit, but alas, as of this morning, his uniform pants are too tight in the waist, his shorts fit perfectly, but the pants, not so much. And this little problem resulted in a weepy and irrational Cameron proclaiming that his pants are too tight because he's fat. He is not fat, dammit! He does need to do a bit of slimming down in the belly area, but he is nowhere near fat and I told him as much, but I don't believe he was convinced. I called my mom on the way to work and we decided that we're going to start taking walks with him in the evenings so he can get a bit of exercise and hopefully this'll help him start feeling better about himself. I don't like that he feels this way about himself, I know what that's like and it's not a way I ever want him to feel. I'm probably more than a bit biased, but my Cameron is absolutely gorgeous and I want him to know it, to feel it. Anyhow, even though they were too tight, he absolutely refused to wear any other pants but those.

So, that was my morning. Blah. Hopefully the rest of the day will cruise along peacefully and without incident.

My Sarah's birthday party is tomorrow afternoon and Cameron is way excited about that, he can't wait. Linda (Sarah's Grandma) is throwing it and she has all kinds of cute stuff planned, it'll be fun! We also got an invitation to a birthday party for one of his friends from preschool that he hasn't seen since last October and that made him extremely happy--it was the cutest thing.

Other than Sarah's birthday party, an at home movie date to watch the "Fantastic Four" with Christie Saturday night and my Sunday date night with Drew, I don't really have anything else planned for this weekend. Maybe I'll actually get some relaxation time worked in there, which would be a heavenly thing.

And that's all. Have a great weekend.

Aimee--Life's a bitch...

And Wilson's an asshole (I suspect if you don't happen to watch "House" you'll have no clue who I'm speaking of, but that's okay, it's not important).

Anyhow, it's only half past two and I am so ready to get out of here, but alas, I've got two and a half hours to go. Sigh.

You know, I was reading my horoscope earlier and it was the most ass-backwards, asinine horoscope I believe I've ever read. Apparently my partner and I are tip toeing around each other over a sensitive emotional issue that's been festering, but no worries, we're in for a passionate and wild ride this night because our connection is stronger than ever. Huh? How does that make any sense what-so-ever? If we're tip toeing around each other over a festering emotional issue, how in the hell is our connection stronger than ever? If I was one who took any stock in my horoscope, with that contradictory nonsense, I'd be a bloody mess today. It's a good thing I don't, huh? And personally, I'd take the latter (who wouldn't), but since I'll not be seeing either of the men who fan my flame this night, no wild and passionate rides will be making their way onto my agenda. Pity.

And I have to go shopping tonight. My mom needs a few things and I've a birthday present to pick up. Typically I don't mind shopping, but there will undoubtedly be other people there and because I'm feeling so bitchy lately, they'll undoubtedly annoy me. Ah well, it must be done so I'll trudge on and try very hard not to verbally harm anyone. Wish me luck.

I recommenced my Curves work-outs Monday night (it'd been two weeks) and I swear, the next time I slack off and skip so many work-outs, I will happily kick my own ass for it, seriously, my body was not feeling too friendly with me afterward. We're going back tonight for round two and I'm hoping my body feels a bit more jovial this go 'round.

I finally made my hotel reservations for my vacation this morning, with the haphazardness of payroll the last couple weeks, I was beginning to think I'd be doing it at the last minute and that would've seriously messed with my somewhat obsessive compulsive sense of organization. So, I'm happy it's done.

And that's really all she wrote. I hope you're all having a perfectly pleasant week.

Aimee--I'm such a copycat!

And I object to a decent amount of this here assesment. LOL.

My Personality

Neuroticism	75
Extraversion	33
Openness To Experience	77
Agreeableness	31
Conscientiousness	35

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Neuroticism

Overall Score 75
Anxiety 58
Anger 76
Depression 89
Self-Consciousness 82
Immoderation 9
Vulnerability 80

You can be very easily upset, even by what most people consider the normal demands of living. People consider you to be extremely sensitive and emotional. You are generally calm, although some situations can make you feel anxious or tense. You feel enraged when things do not go your way. You are sensitive about being treated fairly and feel resentful and bitter if you think you are being cheated. You tend to lack energy and have difficult initiating activities. You are sensitive about what others think of you. Your concern about rejection and ridicule cause you to feel shy and uncomfortable around others. You are easily embarrassed and often feel ashamed. Your fears that others will criticize or make fun of you are exaggerated and unrealistic, but your awkwardness and discomfort may make these fears a self-fulfilling prophecy. You do not experience strong, irresistible cravings and consequently do not find yourself tempted to overindulge. You experience panic, confusion, and helplessness when under pressure or stress.


Extraversion

Overall Score 33
Friendliness 30
Gregariousness 50
Assertiveness 2
Activity Level 82
Excitement-Seeking 41
Cheerfulness 39

You are neither a subdued loner nor a jovial chatterbox. You enjoy time with others but also time alone. People generally perceive you as distant and reserved, and you do not usually reach out to others. You like crowds but sometimes feel overwhelmed by them. Sometimes you feel like you need some privacy and time for yourself. You tend not to talk much and prefer to let others control the activities of groups. You lead a fast-paced and busy life. You move about quickly, energetically, and vigorously and are involved in many activities. You enjoy some excitment and risk taking in your life. You have a generally cheerful disposition.


Openness To Experience

Overall Score 77
Imagination 90
Artistic Interests 88
Emotionality 70
Adventurousness 41
Intellect 18
Liberalism 86

Novelty, variety, and change spice up your life and make you a curious, imaginative, and creative person. Often you find the real world is too plain and ordinary for your liking, and you use fantasy as a way of creating a richer, more interesting world for yourself. You love beauty, both in art and in nature. Sometimes you become easily involved and absorbed in artistic and natural events. You have good access to and awareness of your own feelings. Familiar routines are good, but sometimes you like to spice up your life with a bit of adventure or activity. You prefer dealing with either people or things rather than ideas. You regard intellectual exercises as a waste of your time. Often you exhibit a readiness to challenge authority, convention, and traditional values. Sometimes you feel a certain degree of hostility toward rules and perhaps even enjoy ambiguity.


Agreeableness

Overall Score 31
Trust 21
Morality 32
Altruism 66
Cooperation 4
Modesty 78
Sympathy 55

People see you as tough, critical, and uncompromising and you have less concern with others' needs than with your own. You generally see others as selfish, devious, and sometimes potentially dangerous. You believe that a certain amount of deception in social relationships is necessary. You are guarded in new relationships and less willing to openly reveal the whole truth about yourself. You will help others if they are in need. If people ask for too much of your time you feel that they are imposing on you. You are not adverse to confrontation and will sometimes even intimidate others to get your own way. You do not like to claim that you are better than other people, and generally shy from talking yourself up. You are mostly a compassionate person, however you prefer to make objective judgments when possible.


Conscientiousness

Overall Score 35
Self-Efficacy 21
Orderliness 44
Dutifulness 44
Achievement-Striving 48
Self-Discipline 33
Cautiousness 42

You are reasonably reliable, organized, and self-controlled. Often you do not feel effective, and may have a sense that you are not in control of your life. You are a reasonably organized person and like to have a certain amount of routine in your life. You sense of duty and obligation is average and although you are mostly responsible you can sometimes be unreliable. Mostly you work towards achieving your best, although in some areas you are content just to get the job done. You have a reasonable amount of will-power and are able to follow through on tasks that you feel you need to complete. You can be distracted however and have been known to procrastinate. You are not an overly cautious person. You will think about alternatives and consequences but make up your mind fairly quickly.

Aimee--T.G.I.M.?

I never thought I'd say it, but I'm so glad it's Monday!

I've gotta tell you, I had such an icky and truly un-fabulous weekend. Why? You ask. Well, it might be because I rarely get so much as five minutes to myself anymore and it's starting to drive me insane? Or it could be the fact that on the one day I did manage to get some time completely to myself I had to spend it cleaning up and rearranging the obstacle course that has become my room before I the clutter and mess and shit everywhere caused me to blow a gasket (it was very, very close on that one).

There were so many things I wanted to do this weekend, but in the end, I accomplished none of those things. Sure, I cleaned and I arranged and I rearranged (my room, the hallway, the stairs, Cameron's room, the fucking hall closet--everywhere there is someone elses stuff taking up residence) and I did laundry (and more laundry), but the beta'ing I promised I'd do for SLBD--didn't get done, too many people, too many distractions (I'm sorry Thaly-Ann, it's at the top of my list), the writing I was longing to do for myself--nope, no privacy, no time and too tired, the book I've been staring at for a week--still staring at it and will probably continue to do so. There's more, but you get the gist.

This complete and utter demise of my private time is starting to wear on me and worse, Cameron, he hates it. Since Christie and Sarah have decided to take up residence in my house, he's lost his private space because they sleep in there and he's not happy about it.

There was a minor meltdown last night over this little bobble head Teen Titans toy he received as a Christmas gift from one of my favorite people. You see, Robin's head comes off, no biggie, I can put it back on and wallah, all fixed, but putting it back on is a tad hard to do when the head in question has been taken off and hidden by little fingers other than Cameron's. And damned if I know where it is? I looked a bit while he was having a tantrum, but it was bedtime and he needed to be in the bed big time (he's such a grouch when he's sleepy) so I promised him we'd launch a massive search for Robin's head when I get home from work today and we will.

Something needs to change like right now and I've said as much to my mom. I love my family, I really do and I'll do just about anything to help them and when it was just my mom, it was no problem because she doesn't bother anything, she respects every ones space and she picks up after herself, etc. but I don't have the room to house Christie and Sarah as well and having to give up his space and have his things broken and what-not isn't fair to my son.

And I wish I had a fix for this problem, but I don't. I'm kind of at a loss as to what to do, you know? It sucks.

Oh well, that's enough bitching from me for one day. I hope everyone else had a pleasant weekend.

Aimee--And another...

Perhaps someday I'll write a real post again, but in the mean time...

"30 Questions You’d Probably Never Think to Ask"

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?

Yes, once. You see, down here in good ole South Florida, every once in a while (usually on holidays) the cops decide they're going to set up DUI check points at random places here and there and once upon a time, I got caught up in one. I, of course, was not drunk, I'd had no more than a couple Dr. Peppers at a car show Drew had taken me to that night, but it was after 3 in the morning and I was tired which apparently made me appear drunk, so instead of allowing me to pass through the check point, I had to pull over to the side of the road where they did a quick search of my person and my car followed by some pointed questions about my whereabouts and my fluid intake that day. I must've passed with flying colors because they let me go fairly quickly.

2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters?

Umm, it depends, but usually, no. I absolutely love roller coasters and most times, I want to see what's going on.

3. When is the last time you went sledding?

Ah, I think I was like five years old and I'm not quite sure I'd call traveling down a snow covered hill on a huge ass piece of cardboard in Ohio sledding, but that's the last time I've done anything that remotely resembles sledding.

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?

It depends. I adore snuggling and I absolutely love the feeling of having someone in bed with me, but most times I can't really get comfortable if someone is pressed up against me while I'm trying to sleep.

5. Do you believe in ghosts?

Yes and no.

6. Do you consider yourself creative?

Sometime I do, sometimes I don't.

7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife?

Of course he did.

8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie?

Angelina Jolie, her mouth makes me want to bite something.

9. Can you honestly say you really know anything about politics?

Yep, I certainly do, but I try very hard not to talk about it unless I absolutely have to because living with my dad is enough to turn anyone off discussing politics. I suspect it's the only thing he knows how to talk about.

10. Do you know how to play poker?

Nope, not really and this could be the reason I've lost my ass (or more aptly, every stitch of clothing) every time I've so much as attempted strip poker.

11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?

Ah, yes, way back in my wild and crazy days of youth that was a common occurence.

12. What’s your favorite commercial?

Right now, it's the Geico commercial, I love that silly little lizard and when he talks, my knees go weak.

13. Who was your first love?

His name was Chris and sadly, he didn't return my love with near the fervor I was wanting to give it.

14. If you’re driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around, do you go through a red light?

Nope, I was always stop no matter what the time or who's around.

15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you?

Of course, doesn't everybody?

16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?

Neither, I don't do sports of any kind.

17. Have you ever been Ice Skating?

Sure have and I suck majorly at it.

18. How often do you remember your dreams?

Lately, fairly often and rather vividly, which is odd because a couple years ago my dreams seemed to always elude me.

19. What’s the one thing on your mind right now?

How in the hell I'm going to conquer my fear of flying in the next 4 or so weeks. Any suggestions?

20. Do you always wear your seat belt?

Yes, but only because my car makes this horrid noise every 20 seconds if you don't have it on and it drives me up a wall.

21. What talent do you wish you had?

Drawing, I'd love to be able to do it, but I'm really rather awful at it.

22. Do you like sushi?

Absolutely not. Ick.

23. What do you wear to bed?

Usually, nothing, but when it's cold or there's someone around, I have a vast variety of pajamas to choose from.

24. Do you truly hate anyone?

No, not particularly. There are people that I severely dislike, but not hate.

25. If you could meet one famous person, who would it be?

Ah, Johnny Depp and I'd be most appreciative if he was wearing his Captain Jack get-up. Yummy.

26. Do you know anyone in jail?

That would be a definite yes. A few people actually.

27. What food do you find disgusting?

Most all seafood disgusts me and I can't even look at okra without getting nauseous. Ugh.

28. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back?

No, not really. I wouldn't want anyone to do that to me so why would I do that to someone else?

29. Have you ever been punched in the face?

Slapped, but not punched. My son, on the other hand, can now answer yes to this question.

30. Do you believe in angels and demons?

Metaphorically speaking, absolutely.

Aimee-It's Friday...

...thank the gods! I'm bored, but I'm feeling rather fantastic at the moment so who cares, right?

Anyhow, I don't have much of anything to talk about really so here's another one of those silly little meme's I've been entertaining myself with this morning...

Four jobs you've held in your life: A cashier for Publix Supermarkets (my very first job which lasted 8 LONG years), a sales associate in the fragrance department at Burdines (where I learned that working on commission only blows big time), a nanny for a set of twins (1 boy, 1 girl) and an Administrative Assistant for a construction company.

Four movies you could watch over and over: Goonies (I frickin' love that movie), Pump Up the Volume, Gleaming the Cube and A Few Good Men.

Four places you've lived: Ashland, Kentucky-Ironton, Ohio-Pompano Beach, Florida and Coral Springs, Florida.

Four TV shows you love to watch: House, American Idol, CSI (all of them) and Law and Order:SVU.

Four places you've been on vacation: Walt Disney World (over and over and over again), Sea World, Taylors, South Carolina and Atlanta, Georgia.

Four websites you visit daily: Nora Roberts, Amazon, CBS 4 and various blogs here and there.

Four of your favorite foods: Brownies (Mmm), Cinnamon Rolls (Yum-a-licious), Chips and Salsa (Drew makes the best salsa ever) and Fajitas (love 'em!)

Four places you'd rather be: At home, in bed, under the covers, with my favorite stuffed animals namesake.

And if I don't catch you before, have a happy weekend!

So...

...are we all tired of looking at my face yet? I am. LOL.

Ugh, I am feeling most unpleasant today! Not that you really want to know or anything, but I am having some wicked evil cramps today and it is absolutely no fun what-so-ever!

And it's raining again! For days and days and days! Blah.

Anyhow, tonight is "Open House" at Cameron's school and as much as I don't want to go, I feel I must. Cameron's been having a few behavioral issues of late and this will give me a brief opportunity to discuss them with his teacher without actually scheduling a conference. I don't have anything against parent/teacher conferences and if I really felt one was needed I'd absolutely request one, but because I work full-time, they're not always easy for me. And when I talked to Drew on the phone earlier he said that he'd like to go with me if he finishes up with his last appointment before it starts, which I think would be a very good thing.

And that's all I've got really. Life in general has been miserable lately and I've been more than a bit unhappy, but what am I gonna do? The why's of my unhappiness are wide and varied, but right now, I just don't feel like talking about it. Maybe when I'm feeling more motivated and less bitchy I'll explain all the bullshit going on in my house that's making me miserable.

For the sheer fun of it...

...Christie did my make-up and it looks pretty damn good, if I do say so myself (and I don't often--trust me). I like it.