i started packing up my apt last night...it's crazy how much "s" you can have in a one bedroom apartment.
ORGANIZATION - it's not really my strong point, but in this case I'm forced to go through everything I own and it's like that show "clean house" - you make 3 piles 1. KEEP 2. MAYBE 3. SELL, expect my "SELL" is donate to goodwill.. (side note: it's always a gold star feeling dropping off stuff at goodwill...some of you out there donate crap, but my clothes alone would definitely make someone smile.) oh and it's funny...the more and more you get sick of packing you get, you just make this THROW OUT pile, because you just don't want to deal with it - or carry it...so it's gone (good bye VCR--you are old school, but I still did Billy Blanks with you)...too bad my new roomie won't get to experience my kickboxing in my underwear and running shoes!
oh and Mel, you're probably cringing at my throwing out/donating because you're probably doing a rummage sale sometime this summer (gotta love you) =) I probably won't do one (if I ever do) until I'm 40, but hey, props to all those motivated 26 year old's out there - rock on!
So this weekend, when my fam comes down to Kenosha to help me move my big stuff - it's one step closer to my big farewell to Shagbark...it's weird, it's been my home for 2 years. I'll def miss the happy hours and pool parties - and of coarse, MOST, I'll miss my neighbor Pete=) Pete, I've already told you that will see each other and that I'll use you for access to the pool, but it will be weird not being your neighbor anymore- you are truly the best!
and i have somewhat of a perma grin on my face...and i don't care if it rains...and I'm not dreading monday...and i'm staying up later and not being anal that i'm not getting enough sleep...and i'm trying to not be selfish... and i go to a photo shoot for work and instead of drooling over this hot male model, I settle for "he's really nice"...
oh yes world, this is the official announcement that I am dating (AND, it's really cool).
Happy 30th Birthday Shannon! You are truly an amazing friend and BOSS! Cheers to you on your special day.
is FANTASTIC...
It's on the corner of Water and Juneau in good ol' Milw town. It's 3 Irish bars connected...yeah you guessed it - a lot of drinking happens there- especially - when your best friends for the night happen to be a group of Irish guys (like 3 years removed from Ireland), and not to mention an Irish bachelor party, so it was booze, beer, and shots flowin' all night. And, their accents were to die for (I'm such a sucker for accents)...
Even better was my purpose for going - my friend from forever ago Zach Pluer was playing acoustic guitar and singing. I haven't heard him play in years and he is amazing! Honestly google this guy and go to one of his shows...then again...I could just ask him and I can post his schedule...but for fun let's say "his tour" =).
Oh, one more crazy event of the night...was walking with my friend to my car and I ran into 4 friends from high school!!! It was such a crazy coincidence...I honestly hadn't seen them in 8 years, I thought I was going to pee my pants I was so excited!
But yeah, if your ever out in Milwaukee, be sure to check out Trinity.
as a post 3ish year college girl, it's such a weird thing as life, friendships and just people in general change...
it's odd in itself that out of all my friends in college - I was the one that stayed in Kenosha...never in my dullest dreams did I imagine I would be here, we've been through our love/hate relationship, but this half ghets town has grown on me...i'm definitely not a lifer, for the time being - I'm content=)
The harder thing to accept is one of your best friends moving away...then she's start dating a guy that you can't stand - yeah that conversation at Panera was one of the hardest moves, but she knows I have to be honest and when I'm fake it's so transparent - I had no choice...
It's sucks when honesty is the thing that drives a stake in between you and your bud, especially the one that has supported you and loved you for so long...
What's harder is when you don't hang out, rarely talk, and then meet for "surface talk" dinner, oh and your other friend is invited for a buffer to try and lessen the awkwardness...and then you find out that her mom has cancer...so, now you have a friend that your not close with, but your heart breaks for her and her family and you don't know how to be there for her...
How do I go from being the one that was supposed to be there for her to the girl who doesn't know how?...gosh, this blows so much.
But, my friend, know that I love you like crazy and will pray for your mom as she has surgery tomorrow. She'll be ok - I know she will.
love you,
mosh
As in "What the Qwa?"...
Thanks to some rapper on Kiss FM, it's my new word - love it. Move over WTF, WTQ is the new man in town.
So, last night, with great joy, I went to pick up my cell phone from this lady's house...
She went on to say how her 13yr old son found my phone, when he was supposed to be at school (STRIKE 1), he said he didn't turn it in because he didn't want to be questioned (STRIKE 2)...so he "planned" to give it to the police officer at school, but the police officer "happened" to not be there (STRIKE 3)...
Any way she handed over my phone and I leaped with joy back to the car. I turn my phone on to find a different screen saver? I'm like what? I had a the cutest pic of me, my nephew, mom and sister in our hot tub with our winter hats on in Dec...so, I go to check my pics and they are all DELETED....
Then, I go to to check my texts and they are ALL deleted...I'm like, this little punk face...he was texting and erased all of them...he was not planning on turning my phone in, this piece 'o crap was going to keep my phone...
BUT, I am thankful that I have it back=)
Typical me, trying to multi-task at the grocery store...talking on the phone, trying to shop, and doing self checkout at the same time...yeah doesn't work.
So, I get off the phone, complete the checkout and go to work. It's the afternoon and I'm like "Where the heck is my phone?!?"...all of a sudden ***FLASHBACK*** I see myself at the the self check-out and I totally set my phone down and left it!! CRAP...
So, like 5:30, go to Pick 'n Save after work, ask their services center if anyone turned in a phone...Nope.
Grrr. I was like, "well, maybe someone picked it up but just forgot to turn it in and will later..." at this point I was frustrated but still had a little hope...
So, I go to dinner with my neighbor Pete, and he's like "mosh, did you not understand my joke when I texted you?"....my response "what are you talking about - I left my phone at Pick n Save around 8am"...his response "well, you texted me at 10:30 and 11:00"...
now, I'm flaming....the nerve...the audacity...not only did this hoodlum steal my phone but they are replying to my texts!!! what next?
basically, it ruined my night...I was so pissed, devastated, and just felt lost. went to bed early, grumbling....even had a dream that my front 4 top teeth and bottom one keep falling out.. (that sucked too)
So, this morning...I declared that I would not be down about this any longer!! Worse things can happen...it's just a cell phone...i can regain most numbers...I'll just be out some money and time - fine. Just call me Patty Positive. I even left the culprit a voice mail on my phone...if they were texting, they were probably listening to my messages too...so I asked them kindly to return my phone to Pick n Save and I would be extremely grateful.
So, I go to work and have an e-mail from Cal...it says..."hey, i know you lost your phone...i called you at 4:30 and this lady called me back - her son had found your phone at pick 'n save and he gave me her number"....
honestly - i wanted to scream and dance! how cool?!? Yes!!! Woo-hoo...joy, joy, joy, down in my heart.
Lesson learned: if you find something, please turn it in...someone out there is fretting. I can't wait to return the favor to society (ok, that sounded a little cheesy but I'm so serious). So, just like that little guy who saw dead people (i'm totally blanking on his name) did - PAY IT FORWARD.