My average day...

So it occurs to me that most people cannot fathom what happens in a day for Amanda so...here's a go at today.

Last night around 7PM: Ralph is gone working a store in Homosassa and the house is empty. This is a luxury. I never get the place entirely to myself. So I did all the girlie shit that I wanted to. That took about 20 min. Apparently I don't care if Ralph is here in order to do girlie stuff. I listened to the Fratellis and danced in my underwear...pretty par for the course. And then I decided to sort all my yarn by type. (More so by fiber than by brand) After about 10 min I realized that this was a bit much, even for me. Still haven't figured out where exactly to put it all. But I did realize that I have WAY TOO much acrylic crap yarn. I can't decide if I want to throw it out or try to find something creative to do with it. A debate for the ages, right? So then, I decide to drive to Publix for a much needed dinner break. I often forget to eat, its like on the to-do list, but then I get going with other shit and Poof! I forget. Then things start to get interesting...

8:30PM : Nitin starts texting me. About random shit. Like what am I doing, will I download stuff for the store tomorrow...I will, etc. Then there is a bit of a hiatis while I cook a crappy frozen dinner (which I promptly throw out and decide cereal is WAY better), and manage to drink 1/2 a bottle of wine...

Sidebar: Ladies, my alcohol tolerance is shit. I remember throwing back jello shots and playing beer pong for hours before being drunk. NOT ANYMORE! 2 glasses of wine HELLO FUNNY TOWN! (Really its more like Funny/Horny town).

9PM : The texts continue. In which I find out that religion is an awesome conversation to have over texting, while drinking. Nitin says he doesn't eat beef very often, I ask if that makes him just a little blasphemous. Then we discuss science magazines, which apparently we both really enjoy. And then I begin to wonder if this is turning into some really warped friendship. And then I decide to ask him why he's such an ass at work (remember the wine?) He says he's not, I say he is. Then he says he will try to be better. Then I watch the Incredibles, which is good drunk or sober.

11PM : Trying to fall asleep, but sans-Ralph is almost impossible. Toss-turn-toss-turn....etc. Until 4am when my alarm goes off.

4AM: Shower, decide not to blow dry hair, decide makeup is a good idea because no sleep looks even less attractive than 5 hours sleep. So I throw on my uniform. And manage not to wake Ralph, while I decide that breakfast doesn't happen before 7AM. So I drive to Publix and don't kill anyone, mainly because its 4:40AM.

5AM: Count 5 of 8 checkouts, wonder why Nitin gave me helpers. Then I count all the crap in the front of a Publix, the displays, etc. Books, Mags. Then I count the HBA aisle, with the tylenol, etc. No freezers today. I wonder if this is Nitin's version of nice?

11AM : Nitin lets Gary and I hang around and close out the store so that we can delay heading over to a Lowe's that needs help. Did I mention I hate Lowe's.

12PM : End up at Lowe's anyway. But Dawn seeing my anguish decides to let me just to recounts (yes, we even count things twice sometimes) and not bother dealing with Angela who is throwing me death stares...see "telling her off over walkie talkie".

1:30PM : Leave Lowe's. Manage not to kill anyone on drive home. Ever bigger accomplishment because once again I was getting like 50 million texts at the time.

2PM : Arrive home. Ralph informs me that he is leaving to go hang area tickets in Chiefland. So I won't see him for another day. I whine. He decides to have lunch with me first.

3PM : Waiting for Dawn to drop off ladders at my house before taking a MUCH needed nap. And then I will be up until 10PM and try to get 6 hours of sleep before doing it all over again.

Amanda

Hey girlies!

Sorry for my delinquent post, but I've been sort of lazy. Once I get home from work, all I want to do is go to bed. Anyway, enough complaining from me (I know Manda's rolling her eyes)...I always knew Elliot did not have much tact. It's a wonder why you even stayed with him as long as you did.

As for my weekend, nothing too exciting happened. I just went to a Nats game...again, nothing too exciting. DC United games are much better.

I finally finished my mom's shawl and I am on to my next project, my dress. I am also trying to get my scrapbooks done, but I highly doubt I will before the school year starts again. I have 300 or so pics to put in an album and each page takes about 15-20 min...so, as far as I know, I will be catching up on my scrapbooks for eternity.

I'm sorry my post wasn't too exciting, but at least you are caught up on my happenings.

I love you both!!!

Jen

Ugh.

I told Elliot that I work early mornings. Really early. I mean my average wake up time is around 4-5 am. Everyday almost. So when does he call? 10PM. Hello. In bed. Asleep. Because 5am is damn early and I need my beauty rest, because ladies unfortunately I have some TERRIFYING NEWS!....


I discovered....


A wrinkle. Really. Not joking. Near my eye. I'm washed up. Over the hill. Ancient. You might as well put a bullet in this old dog's brain. Save me the misery.

As you can see it worries me to no end. I need to get one of those phantom of the opera masks. That should really do the trick.

Alright so when I actually do talk to Elliot, I'll post with details. By the way, Jen I made myself an author for the blog. Hope that's ok. If it's not we can change it back. You are the admin though. I'm just a lowly copy editor.

Love ya ladies,
Manda

an answer to the query

I would have to agree with Katie on the point that you are definitely better than I. I don't like seeing my friends, let alone my best friends, get hurt. With that said, I cannot, and most likely will not, treat Elliot with the same respect I used to. You are by far more important to me than he is.

But, as your friend, I do support you in whatever you choose to do. I really do admire you for being the bigger person and trying to talk with him. I probably would not have the balls to do the same. I understand that he was a big part of your life, so I can see why you are taking the steps to keep in touch with him. But, do not expect the same from me...I'm sorry to sound like a bitch, but that is how I feel. He really hurt you and I don't know if I could overlook that.

I hope that today's "chat" turns out well and you better write us back with the details. Despite my feelings about Elliot, I will always be there for you.

I hope this blog helps you, Amanda. I miss you both!!!

Jen

P.S. Katie- I hope your hydroponic sproutlings turn out great!

After careful consideration

Manda, you might not be crazy, but you are definitly a better person than I. Elliot is still on my "people I would consider not braking for" list, but I tend to carry grudges for a long, long time. Eric talked to him the other day, and I do know one piece of hot hot gossip: he's dating a fundamentalist christian. Oh, the joy it brings me, to imagine the relationship going somewhere and Sandi asking him, ".....whatever happened to that nice Amanda girl?" Sorry, sorry, I'm not a very good person sometimes. Alright. Getting control. Ahem. It probably is a good idea, sign of maturity, blah blah blah etc to talk to him again. And I don't think it could hurt anything, like you said, you're not interested in him, you just miss his friendship.

And Oh My God, I can't believe you told off Angela! Oh, and Jen, I'm glad you made it back from your trip ok, cause apparently bears are rising up against us. (Did you hear about that kid in Utah? I am officially TERRIFIED of bears now.)

So I worked my second day at Petsmart today, and it went really well. I worked an hour and a half or so at cashier, then got to go back and clean the cages for the shelter cats in the store. So basically I got to spend most my shift playing with kitties. Really friendly kitties. Then I went to my other job to show my boss Julie how ridiculous I look in my uniform. She was amused. Seriously, the shirt is way to big, but they don't have any smalls right now, so I'm stuck with it. My plants in my hydroponics setup are sprouting, and basically, things are going well. Except that I haven't seen my husband for a month and a half, and I officially reached the point of insane sexual frustration yesterday. But I won't go into details there, cause I'm sure there's only so much you want to know about that.

Post more soon.

~Katie

A Query for the Blog...

Ok ladies, so lately I've been kind of thinking about trying to be friends with Elliot, again. Okay before you freak out on me. No, I'm not interested in him. Yes, I'm still happily committed to Ralph, shit I'm living with him. But I've just been thinking about calling him to try and talk. It is just that for so long he was a big part of my life, not just as a boyfriend, but as my best friend. So two days ago, I called him and tomorrow we are suppose to chat...

What do you girls think? Big mistake? Glutton for punishment? Or enlightenment?

Let me know.

Amanda

Funny Things of Note

During a conversation regarding an episode of Rescue Me, Ralph declared that he "always wanted a penis people could be afraid of".

Off the cuff, Ralph is one of the funniest people I know.

By the way...
I've discovered I have a very sexy learning disability..."Sexlexia"...

Its so sad...