Dog Park 08

Here we go with my dog park rants. This weekend was rather lazy. We turned our phones off, went to the market for some fresh produce and Corona, and lounged around the house as if we were millionaires.

By Sunday afternoon, a 30 minute run on the tread mill wasn’t satisfying our physical quench, so we decided to take TheBean to the dog park since TheBeast is not able to be social just yet. Good God. What in the hell is wrong with people. Why did TheBoy need to break up a 7-dog fight that did NOT involve our dog??!! Thank goodness TheBean did not get into that fight, but still…where were the other dog owners and why did they not break up their dogs fighting??!!

When we were leaving the park, some lady said to me, “CLOSE THE GAAAAAAATE”.

How did I reply?

“No shit, ASSHOLE.”

Do you think I am going to leave the gate open to let all the other dogs out??? Come on now lady! Give me some credit. The door was open for all of 1/4 of a second in order for my dog to get into the cage! I am getting more and more frustrated with dog parks…or rather the ignorant owners. I am beginning to think that you should take a test before being allowed in a dog park. Seriously. And WHY were there a billion children under the age of TEN in the god damn park?? I love kids. I do. BUT, come ON NOW! Your kids running around like elves only encourage bad canine behavior! Get a fucking clue people who go to parks and act like morons!!

Wanna be on top?

I have such a love-hate relationship with this show. I really do. America’s Next Top Model, Cycle 10. Freaking TEN!? Can you believe it? I guess so when they are pumping out two to three cycles a year…or so it seems.

I took a peek at the pictures before this week’s episode where they knock it down to thirteen oh-so-lucky gals, and made my choices. I picked Dominique, Fatima, Katarzyna, and Whitney. All four of them made it to the top thirteen fourteen since they tried to trick us this year! How very sneaky of Tyra to throw that little spin in on us! And poor Dominique! She thought she was out in the streets! I have to say, I am ridiculously glad the girl who was talking about how she’d pimp her 07 Impala out, did not get picked. Good lord! Can you imagine her working for Cover Girl?

“When I’m shining my 22’s, I like to take time out to reapply my Cover Girl Lip Slicks in the reflection yo!”

What I am about to say is horrible and will surely buy me a one way ticket straight to hell, but I don’t even get WHY they had to add a fourteenth contestant. Did they really need Kimberly as a finalist? She kind of looks like an Oompa Loompa. How is she a finalist? Or even Marvita the Man? Thank goodness for her therapy! Yeah, fuck her therapy. If she makes it past the first elimination, how much do you want to bet that she’ll be one of the first to get in a cat fight? She works hard though, and never gives up. We all know that there are a ton of dog ugly super models out there who made their way to the top because of their perseverance! Screw looking remotely attractive!

In addition to ANTM, Top Chef, Project Runway, and every other stupid reality show out there, I am also hooked on Make Me a Super Model. I started to watch that during the Writer’s Strike when nothing else was on. Good way to spin a crappy reality show. It is so great to see Tyson Beckford trying to be a hard ass to the kids. I am sure we’ll see a talk show  in the next two years or so. He’ll put on a few pounds, and then lash out at the media for putting such a negative message out there to all the little boys in America watching. It’s the inside that counts after all, not the outside.

I forced TheBoy to watch this show, and he said this is just like Zoolander. You have these guys walking down the walk with feathered hats and leading goats! WTF?! Zoolander all the way.

I love kids because they boost my self esteem

It just so happens that I went in to have my golden highlights touched up the night before this week’s ice storm. They looked really nice when my stylist was finished, a little bit more blond than I had anticipated, but that was OK. My husband and my mother gave the thumbs up on it. However, given the fact that I believe my husband would give me a watered down version of how he really think it looks, and my mother would think I was the prettiest girl on the planet if I had a rainbow of colors on my head, I was starting to feel a little bit self conscious about it on the way to work.

I was at work yesterday when the majority of DC had taken leave during another bout of freezing rain. The majority of people in my office stayed home as well. However, our administrative person had to be there because the executives that did show up just can’t live without someone to tell them what they have planned each hour. Unfortunately, she is a single mama with an adorable 7 year old, and the schools had closed. Last minute day care was pretty hard for her to find, so she had to bring the little man to work with her. It worked out ok because he wasn’t bratty or anything. After our morning meeting, we put him in the conference room with Cartoon Network on two very large big screens. Little guy was in cartoon heaven!

Around 5pm, I was making my rounds to ensure all was well in the IT world, and had to stop by the video teleconference (vtc) room to switch the station from Cartoon Network to CNN. If the big dogs turned it on Monday morning and saw Bugs Bunny as opposed to some uptight bitch on CNN, all hell would break loose. Trust me. Well little man wanted to help me change the channel on our very-cool-to-a-kid-VTC-controller. While he was switching the channel, we came across Lindsay Lohan in that Herbie movie. He stopped, looked at me, and said, “I think you’re pretty like Linsday Lohan with blond hair.”

Well, let me tell you, although I am not the biggest LiLo fan in the world, that comment just made my day. So due to a 7 year old boy’s comment, I am now OK with my even blonder hair.

Toxic Couple Bites the Dust!

My husband was away for a few weeks on business, and during that time, I got together with the so-called toxic couple. Well not really WITH them, but hung out WITH female in couple. Things were very tense as usual. Their fighting is so apparent to anyone around them really, except them I think. They have just become so used to this way of life, that acting happy would probably be foreign to them. Anyhow, a few days later, I got an email from said friend telling me they had decided to part ways again, and that it was for good this time. I’ve never been one to encourage a breakup, but this one is HIGHLY encouraged (and highly anticipated). I really, really hope for everyone’s sake, that it is a permanent breakup. Otherwise, I am really thinking about divorcing my friends.

I feel kind of bitchy about saying that, but I just can’t be surrounded with THAT MUCH negativity. I just can’t. It takes a toll on me and my personality, and doesn’t make me a better person.

Toxic Couple Part Deux

Remember this very recent post? Well I heard from X via email when I returned to work on Monday. He wanted to know how I was doing, and if I could put him in touch with anyone in San Antonio who could get him a job when he returned to Iraq.

HAHAHA! Are you kidding me??? After your wife sent me an email and said that the two of you agreed it was inappropriate for ME to be contacting you? And for me to please cease all contact? Now you have the BALLS to email me and ask for HELP??? Or wait, maybe he didn’t even know about his wife emailing me. Good possibility.

Either way, I made it clear to him, friend or not, to leave me alone. I replied and said this:

X, glad to hear things are going well for you over there, but I have to say I am rather confused about why you are asking me for my help when I just had the following email transaction with your wife a few weeks ago.

Then I sent the forward email that his wife sent, as well as my reply. Either way, he knows not to contact me because A. I don’t want to be involved in that kind of drama and B. because his wife is obviously not ok with it.

I realize it totally sucks that his wife is not ok with it, but I’m not going to be the one to help them sort out their shit. And I certainly will not be the one to provide relocation and job assistance to the family.

DC Traffic Jam

I don’t even think there are words for my commute home this evening. Normally, I take public transportation such as the bus or slugging, and even sometimes the metro. Today I drove because I was voting early this morning before coming to work. Either way, driving or public transportation, I would have been f-u-c-k-e-d.

Four hours and forty six minutes.

Yes, that is correct. 4:46 to get home tonight. An ice storm hit the area, roads were not treated (enough), and a shit load of accidents ensued. And I mean a shit load. All this happened right before rush hour. I can’t even believe the domino effect that went on because of it all. I literally sat in Old Town Alexandria for three hours. I went about six blocks.

I’m even going to tell you about my classy act for the night. I had to pee so badly, and there was really no where to pull over or run into. I looked for a bottle of some kind, but realized I only had an empty Red Bull can. I tried to cut a hole in the top with my keys, but I failed miserably. So at some point, a friend suggested a towel. I figured why not? Bunched the bitch up and took a whiz in my make-shift toilet. I know, I know. Classy, but hey, I had to go. Oh, and I did throw the towel out. So no worries about coming to my place and wondering if the guest towel I have laid out for you is laced with my urine.

I got in a little before 10pm.  Now, it is 1:20 in the am, and my body just can’t process the fact that I should be in bed.

Girls like this…give us a bad name

There are certain kinds of women I could never be friends with. Let me just say this to the girls out there. Ladies – if your guy is emailing with a female friend/coworker and there is NOTHING in the damn email that should make you wonder, and you still have “issues” with the content or even the contact at all, then take it up with your husband and not the female on the receiving end of the email.

I HAD a coworker/friend that I would shoot the shit with in the morning when first coming to work. You know how after a weekend has come to an end, and you drag yourself in on that horrible Monday morning, coworkers tend to share stories about their adventures for the past two days. Anything to make Monday morning go by that much quicker. Well I’ll be the first to admit, I’m that girl in the office where everyone loves to hear what went on. I almost always have something quirky to talk about, or some out-of-the-norm kind of story. That was the kind of office friendship I had with this guy. Nothing more. I always thought he was a cool guy, and assumed his wife would be the same. I even invited them to a kid-friendly bbq we had at our place one weekend. They weren’t able to make it because he decided to take a job in Iraq for a year, and happen to be having an early Thanksgiving.

I told this coworker of mine that if his wife needed anything while he was gone or wanted to hang out, to pass on my info to her. The reason I did this was because I knew they did not have any family in the area, and based on what he told me, she had no friends. I am just a nice person like that, and always very welcoming to past and present military people.

So this guy, we’ll call him X, left this job in November. Since then, I have received two emails from X over the course of two months. Count that people. TWO in TWO. The first email was a basic email sent out to multiple people letting everyone know he arrived, and what the conditions were like. I replied to that one saying the usual crap when someone arrives in Iraq. Glad to hear you arrived safely. What are the living conditions like? What do you do over there in the off time? Then I threw in a brief update on my favorite toxic couple that likes to break up quite a bit and then get back together. Why did I do that? It was one of my post-weekend stories about their latest breakup and makeup sessions. And plus the guy is in Iraq for a year. He needs some kind of entertainment. I then wished him a happy holiday, if that was possible, and said I’d email him back after the Christmas break was over. That was that.

Fast forward three weeks, and he emails me again. This time it is an email directly to me inquiring about his old position, how so-and-so was doing, and a brief run down of what it was like there. Then he threw in that he missed my crazy stories, and closed the email. Just a simple email with nothing questionable. So I replied as any friend would do. I gave him the scoop on the job over here, and his replacement. I mentioned a few other updates about other coworkers (not gossipy ones, but good updates like so-and-so bought a house). Then I filled him in on the status of Toxic Couple. And I threw in a humorous story I had about meeting a former high-class DC escort at dinner one night. I ended the freaking email inquiring about his wife and kids, and again, I extended the offer to his wife about hanging out some time. I mean it was such a neutral email that it could have been signed by Jenn or Bob if that makes any sense.

I have a very strict policy on not flirting with male friends of mine…especially those that are married. Personally, I think that adding flirtatious behavior to the friendship just has the potential to complicate things at some point, and end up hurting someone even if it was just meant as something unintentional. And to me, that is not a road I want to go down, unintentional or not. Being in the military for over nine years, and working with mostly men, really taught me some good lessons on how to be friends with your male coworker without upsetting the wife. I know some people, like my husband, think it isn’t my problem if the wife gets upset. And really, it isn’t. However, I have always treaded very lightly in regards to being friends with a married guy. If it doesn’t look like I will be able to befriend a guy’s wife, well, chances are I probably won’t take the time to establish a friendship with said guy.

A couple of weeks ago, I arrive at work after my relaxing three day MLK weekend to find the following email from X’s wife:

Hi Jennifer this is BlahBlahBlah X’s wife. We share this e-mail account and I have received a couple emails from you. X and I have discussed and both agree that this emailing is innappropriate(sic) for you to be sending him these e-mails. For us to have a healthy relationship we don’t need to hear about your life and your friends life either, it doesn’t benefit our relationship that we have with each other. So please don’t email him anymore. thank you and I hope you can find someone elses (sic) husband to vent to.

BlahBlahBlah

I know I shouldn’t be all that pissed because I don’t know the specifics of their marriage, but why in the hell is this bitch emailing me?

X and I have discussed and both agree that this emailing is innappropriate (sic) for you to be sending him these emails.

A big, fat WTF bitch!? Inappropriate for me to be sending him these emails? He emailed me first both times! And my emails were so freaking neutral! AND I extended an invite to her to hang out or if she needed anything since her husband is in Iraq for a year!?

So back to my original point. If your guy is emailing someone that you don’t want him to or the two of you have a history with him and inappropriate emails with other females or you just feel incredibly insecure, then TAKE IT UP WITH HIM! Don’t make yourself look like a douchebag by emailing such absurdity to someone who was obviously just trying to be a friend to your husband and possibly you.

Take it from me, when you email the other women, you just make yourself look stupid. I know this from very past experience.

Obviously…

….if you are reading this then you’ve either followed the link from the old one, or I invited you. Give me a few days to get this all setup and crap. It is definitely NOT finished.

New Blog

http://JlynnsBlog.wordpress.com

I don’t know why I didn’t think of this before. When I wasn’t being that crazy girl, I was always known as ‘Jlynn’ in the online world. So let’s keep it simple. That is my new blog, and I hope you follow me there.

I am alive and well

Thanks for the emails, messages on Myspace, and comments. I’ve been totally MIA because overall non-internet life has been consuming a lot of my time. I am doing MUCH, MUCH better in regards to the exhusband thing. I’ve come to a point where I realize I just can’t be upset about it anymore. Jason would be PISSED at me if he knew this was getting to me as much as it was. So I will remember the good times, and just know that I’ll never be able to make sense of the why or the how involved with it all.

There have been a few good things that have come of this whole situation. I reconnected with a few old friends (although I have been shitty about keeping up lately), and I met a few new friends (who I’ve also been shitty with keeping up with). This has also made me reexamine my life, my friends, my goals, and what and who I’ve been surrounding myself with. I’ve done a lot of personal growing during this crappy time. I’ve made a few changes in my life, most of what I feel to be for the better.

The baby making is kind of on hold for the time being. Sort of. We’ve gone through some testing, and I have found out that I am perfectly ok and healthy to conceive and carry a baby. We are waiting on the results from my husband’s test now. But in the process, we’ve kind of decided to not stress about it, not really try so much (in the sense of OHMYGOD it is ovulation time so we must FUCK NOW!!!!!), and just enjoy life. It will happen when my body and his sperm are ready for it.

Damn, I was carrying such a stressful load there for a while. No wonder I wasn’t getting knocked up really. It just made me realize I need to take a step back, and deal with myself. I needed to not be so confused, sad, miserable, angry, stressed, and anxious. And I am finally getting to that point where I am happy again. So once I’ve been happy for a while, then perhaps I’ll start monitoring the ovulation time and what not. But if I’m not happy and mentally healthy, getting pregnant really wasn’t a hot idea if ya know what I mean. There is only one of me, so I need to take care of that before I can worry about bringing another human being into this world.

Life is getting so much better for me. I’m starting to surround myself with more people that…well that bring out the best in me. When all that crap was going on, I was going through some major changes in regards to certain friendships I was carrying on with people. People that, to be honest, I just wasn’t happy being friends with. I didn’t realize it though until all this crap was going on. So I’ve ended some friendships with a few people, and started to slowly wean myself away from other people that I was constantly around. I’ve started to really put more time into the friendships that do make me happy. And to those of you that are in that circle, both the real life and internet circle (you know who you are), thank you for being there for me. And thank you for understanding my ups and downs. I truly appreciate it.

I still need to change the name of this blog because, well, I don’t really like the name of it. It was done on a desperate spur of the moment so I could still hang onto writing when I needed to in some format. As soon as I can think of something that suits me, I’ll post the new link.