littletingoddess

I love the observations I get from others when I wear BPAL. Sometimes they are right on with what the intended feeling the scent is supposed to provoke, and other times... not so much. Today I wore Thanatopsis to work. One of my coworkers, who I adore, as soon as I was smelling distance from her, she said, "you smell like pot". Not in a "ewwww!" kinda way, but in a "hey... got some to share?" kinda way. LOL Now, I've smelled pot burning, and it's no where close. So a bit later, so mentioned it again, so I got asked for other coworkers opinions. Hey, any excuse to thrust my wrist under the nose of an attractive male coworker!! He said "vanilla?" Not sure where he got that from. Another female declared "incensy". So we figured out that the first girl was associating it with the incense she burns to hide the smell of the pot! Kelly, the same coworker, has observed that Roadhouse smells "like sex"... like parking down a country road. And Lust smells sexy, she's complimented me many times n that one.

Ewww... I totally agree!! Toes are meant to look like toes... not fingers. If that was the case, we never would have evolved from monkeys! LOL

I wish I had the type of personality, that I could walk into a social situation where I know very few people, and feel comfortable. That I could start, or fit into, a conversation with a stranger. One that may last past the very superficial pleasantries, before that person tries to gracefully bow out of having to talk to me. I wish I didn't feel like a wallflower, just watching the interactions going on around me. I hate the fact that I avoid a lot of fun, because I haven't been able to invite/beg/coerce a friend to come along with me, and I do not want to go alone, and face the angst I've mentioned previously. I'm smart, friendly, at times funny, and on rare occasions, at least passably attractive....I would want to talk with me! I went to a local bar yesterday for a benefit for the library's summer reading program. 4 bands.... should have been fun. A coworker met me there. But thing is.. she was the only one there I knew, and she had all sorts of friends and acquaintences she knew. I had no one. I tried talking with some of her friends..... but although they were nice, the conversation would be over in about 2 minutes, and then I was once again blended into the wall. I hate that feeling... that I don't know what to say, or that I'm not cool/interesting/even hot enough to talk to. I left early.

I think you're right, valentina. I'm fine when I'm with several people I know. I can even talk with strangers then.. I think it's because even if I'm not standing with them, they are my safety net. Like when a child never really strays too far from mom at the play ground.

I had a strange dream last night... in the dream, I was in jail. I don't know what it was that I had been arrested for, but I knew that it was something I didn't do. It was a small jail... think Mayberry, but not as folksy. No one there, the officers or guards, would listen to me. I kept telling them, I needed to get home to my daughter, that there was no one to take care of her, she's on a special diet, and someone would end up giving her the wrong kind of food. It was very frustrating, and I never did get out before I woke up. I think that this was brought on by my reading about the West Memphis Three quite a bit lately. If you're not familiar with their case, please... go check it out.

I saw the Monkees in 1986 too! LOL And Duran Duran in 87, and sometime in the early 90's too. Power Station was my first concert. Ah... John Taylor.... he was my first big crush, and the man can STILL do it for me!

It is so beautiful outside tonight that I took my daughter to play at the school playground 3 houses away from our house. Echo, our cat, who is indoor/outdoor, followed us there. He was so cute, prancing along next to us. I sat on the bench while she played on the monkey bars, and he just wandered around, never venturing very far away. She then wanted to go to the other side of the school, where there is another playground. Echo stayed behind, meowing plaintively, but I know he knows the way home, so I wasn't concerned. She played for about 15 minutes, then we came back to the first side..... guess who was still there. And of course came prancing right up. He sat on the bench with me for another 15 minutes, as I watched my daughter play, then followed us back home. He just seemed so uncatlike, almost as if we had brought a *gasp* dog along! He is now inside, next to my desk, completely stretched out and fast asleep.

I'm waiting on my husband to get home, then the three of us, husband, daughter and I are off on a 3 hour drive to lovely Detroit. I don't wanna go. A little background... my daughter was born with a rare metabolic disorder called Maple Syrup Urine Disease. It was diagnosed through newborn screening. From when she was a week old to about a year ago, her specialized care was through a clinic at U of Michigan. She had the same neurologist, same dietitians, for 7 years of her life, and they literally saved her life more than once. I totally trusted and liked them, and we had a very good relationship. In comes the mighty state of Michigan... because of money, and basic governmental bullshit, they decided to change EVERYTHING. They decide that all patients who are seen for diseases caught by newborn screening have to go to a clinic at Detroit Children's Hospital. All new doctors, staff, everything. And they haven't been treating MSUD patients as long as the previous doctor. Could we still go to the doctors at U of M? Sure... but the state wouldn't provide the medical formula that my daughter needs to live if we do. And that would be 1/5th of our income! So...I'm begrudingly making the trek down to a hospital I've never visited, to see doctors I don't know, and somehow trust them to know what's best for my daughter.

Thanks, valentina. She's 8, 9 in July. The metabolic disorder she has, Maple Syrup Urine Disease, is really rare, one in 225.000 births. Basically, she can't metabolize protein, and if too much of a certain amino acid builds up in her body, her brain swells, and it can be fatal. So she has to follow a low protein diet (she can have about 8 gm of protein a day) and has a medical formula she has to drink. You would have no idea of any of this by just looking at her. She's just as active as any other kid. But, she does have learning disabilities and speech impairment from brain damage she incurred in the first week of life. Her life was saved by newborn screening. Every baby, at 24 hours old, gets a prick in the heel, and that blood is tested for various disease, like PKU, etc. When she was born, on 21 states were even screening for MSUD. Thank God and every other diety out there that we live in Michigan, a state that was! By the time she was a week old, and was diagnosed, she was comatose and had lost the suck/swallow reflex. I think I was so nervous because I really am a momma bear when it comes to my little "cub". I'm such a passive person, but when it comes to her, I could probably take on just about anyone. LOL It's hard to trust people you don't know with your child's life. But, I have much more confidence in the new clinic now.

There must be something in the air making people drive like idiots.... yesterday, I was on my way to work, driving down a residential street, when the truck in front of me, instead of making a complete turn down a side street, decided to swerve around and make a u turn, and came literally inches from taking out my front end. And he looks at me like it's my fault I'm "suddenly" there! Grrrr..... All I could think of was that one of our vans is in the shop right now getting fixed from being backed into by the not so smart girl down the street, we really didn't need another damaged one. I'm glad you didn'r end up getting hit!

As an update... even though the drive was not fun... the new staff we're dealing with were all very nice and very well informed. So... I guess my fears are put to rest. Thank goodness!

It's beautiful!! I already ordered one on the 11th.. I can't wait to get it!!

So so pretty! I love the bonsai tree ring, also!

for valentina from littletingoddess... I hate goodbyes and change, too.

Oh, I love love love Dr. Who! Some of my fondest memories are when my dad and I would watch Dr. Who on PBS together every evening... 7:30 pm. I adored the Tom Baker episodes!! My mom never understood. LOL We get CBC, a Canadian channel, on our cable, and they showed the episodes that are being shown now on Sci Fi last year. I think my husband was nearly orgasmic when he was channel surfing and happened to turn it on right at the start of the episode and heard that theme music! I Christopher Ecclestone. My husband... doesn't get it. But there's just something sexy about him... I'd jump in the tardis and take off with him for sure! But, I have to be a downer... don't get too attached.. after this season, they already replace him.

Sooo pretty!!

Today was such a nice day... it's 8:30 p.m. and it's still 68 degrees outside! At work today, I actually got to spend most of my shift outside. The restaurant I work at is having "half price coney" day, which means lots and lots of customers, so the manager has been on a huge cleaning spree. I got to rake the picnic area outside, and it was so nice to be outside! I did get annoyed with myself today... I had to listen to my crush and another coworker talk all about a third girl who my crush has a crush on. I felt myself getting jealous, which is totally unjustified. He's not mine... why should I feel jealous he likes another girl? Yet I did/do. But, I'm stressed about tomorrow, too. Well not stressed, just not looking forward to it. We're going to be slammed, and my general manager will be a pain in the ass. I do have a fun evening to look forward to, though! I'm going to see Slave to the System. It's been so long since I've been to a live show, I can't wait!!! And I'm excited, I just ordered my first t-shirt from the Trading Post, the beautiful new Dragon Moon tee!!

This afternoon, because it's sooo beautiful outside, my daughter and I went to the park to take silly pictures. On the way home, she asks if we can stop by the gas station we're passing to get something to drink. But, what's this? The party store that Brad has a second job at? Hmm... let's stop there! And since I had the camera with me... I made a joke about taking his picture, he laughed and posed, and voila! I don't plan on making it into poster size, or using it to make a shrine to him or anything... but it's nice to have that file hidden away on my computer now, nonetheless. Hmmm... wonder if the Lust empowered me? LOL

Yes, I'm becoming more and more addicted to BPAL.. this is the second update/limited edition purchase I've made. A couple weeks ago, it was the panty monster. Today, I purchased Midway and Medicine Show. I can't wait to get all of these wonderful smellies!! And I need to get sellin' on Ebay, because the balance on my Paypal account is dwindling!

I won a radio contest tonight!! I had to be the 5th caller (usually, I never get through) and know what #4 and #7 were on the countdown. And I did it! I won this cd: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000ETRCG...5Fencoding=UTF8 and a Headbangers Ball poster, and pizza and Crazy Bread from Little Caesar's! Only a minute or two after they played back me answer the questions, my cell phone rings... it's Brad, my big crush! He heard it and wanted to congratulate me! It's the first time he's ever called for something that didn't have to do with work. But then, the call waiting started beeping.. it was the dj calling back to get my info, and I had to hang up with Brad. I'm still giddy, though!

I think that was the real prize for me!! LOL Hmm.... maybe I should find a way to invite him to listen to the cd I won....... alone...

So cute!! Sending lots of house buying good vibes for you!

Happy Birthday!!!

Once in a while, something comes along that reminds me of the 80's dork I once was. Something gets past the Metallica obsession I've cultivated, and reminds me of my roots in 80's rock and pop. Of when I wallpapered my room with pictures of the heartthrobs in Tiger Beat and Bop magazines. One such man is: I've had a crush on Rick Springfield since I was 12. I was lucky enough to meet him in 2000, I felt like I was that 12 year old again - I couldn't talk! By the way, he smelled like the bubblegum he was chewing, and when he posed for a picture with me he rested his cheek on my head... not that I'm obsessive or anything. Now I've discovered that he's coming back to the casino here in town for a concert in July! I bribed a friend to go with me last time, and I don't think I can get her to do it again... so I'll have to find another victim.. I mean, concert buddy.

I had a dream last night that has me a little depressed today. In my dream, I was making out with Brad, my crush. The guy I've had a crush on for almost a year and a half. And it was one of those dreams that seem so real. You can feel everything as if it was actually happening. When I woke up, I was exhilierated - as if I had actually been kissing him. But then I felt sad, because it was just a dream, and I know in reality he will probably never want me like that, and I'll never get a chance to kiss him like in that dream.