Mean Red Mondays

Mondays are tough. I remember being employed and dreading my Monday morning. The first day of getting up early in two days, the issues that miraculously arose over the weekend, having to hit the day running. Now I have a whole new prospective on Mondays, how I wish I was headed out to a job!! I yearn to feel needed. I yearn to HAVE to have something to do. My highlights on Mondays are getting showered and coiffed (to make me feel better).

Dear Scrabble...

Dear Scrabble on my iPhone,
I really think we have become co-dependent. I am not sure it is the healthiest of relationships. I really enjoy the intelligence and honesty our relationship is built on, unlike with the NY Times Crosswords. Crossword is always playing games and trying to trick me. Although I love our banter, Scrabble, I would like to bring up some of the words you use. I am sure they are words however, I am not sure they abide by Scrabble rules...No Slang, No Abbreviations, etc. Rules are rules! And don't think ER is a word!! or UN!!
Kristi

25 Mph

I live across the street from an Educational Complex, a square mile of SCHOOLS! It really doesn't bother me unless I leave my house at PRIME pick up and drop off hours, in which I can't get out of my community, turning right is one thing, making a left hand turn is a whole other. Here is where I am little confused....the entire reason that the speed limit is 25 miles an hour is to keep the children safe. Right? Right. The people who have the most vested interest in these laws are parents. Right? Right. Well, these are the people who are BLATANTLY disreguarding these laws. I need to go back a step. The road I live off of is a 4 lane road with no divider, with a turnout in the center. So wide. I have seen parents flip a B*%#@ in the middle of the road, crossing 3-4 lanes of traffic. Really, that's safe?

Today while coming home from the grocery store (bad timing) at 3:00pm, I was making a right hand turn at a light. There were children on all corners, parents picking kids up, pulling over where ever they choose, you get the idea, chaos. So at the red light, I decide to be safe and wait for the green light. Just encase some little rug rat decides to, I don't know, run across the road to their parent or friend or whatever! So this father behind me keep honking his horn and wave his arms like "whats up! go!" Irritated that I am being rushed, and the safety of children are in my hands, I waited, well and I may have had a little satisfaction in irritating him. Just a little. During the what felt like a 20 minute light, really only 3-4 he continued to be irritated with me. After turning the corner, he sped past me. I was REALLY hoping for a little Clovis PD vindication.

I guess the safety of children only applies when your child in not in your car, and doesn't apply to other people's children. GREAT!

Free to a Good Home...

All I have to say is "Really Macy! Really!"

Macy I feed you, I walk you, I snuggle with you...and this is how you repay me, by peeing on my carpet? Really? I have discovered yet another spot, yep this makes the grand total of 6 in my living room, the only room she is allowed, with out supervision. I am out trying to find a job to support us and you are peeing my carpet...When will you stop?

Well, off to Target to by a Spot Bot, cause I can't live with knowing there is urine on my carpet. I used to be a believer in Nature's Miracle...and lately it has not been doing its job! UGH!

Dear Hardwood Floor God, I have been a really good girl (me, not Macy) please bring me Hardwood Floors! Yours Truly, K

...have a drink, have a ride, go out and see what you can find...

OMG! I love my new bike!! I mean what's not to love, its a hot little bike! Everytime I ride it I feel like "In the Summertime" by Mungo Jerry should be playing!

After a little research....

Check out the "In the Summertime" video from youtube.com (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zc9wIzi96_E).

Have you ever seen Mungo Jerry? Yeah me neither!! Scary! I was thinking about changing the Soundtrack for my Summer, after seeing the chops-master, and reading the lyrics!!! But, it is SUCH a perfect melody for a summertime bike ride....

Little Indian Princess Kristi

Tonight while at a Junior League 50th Anniversary Committee meeting, I found myself in some pretty impressive company, past presidents from almost every decade. Woman who had devoted decades of time, money, and service to others. Woman, children, and families in our community have benefited from the kinds acts of these woman. I feel privileged that I am joining such an elite group of women. But all of this said, there is a reason that their are Indians in a tribe and only one Chief. Its because when you have a lot of Chiefs, nothing gets done, as there are Indians to do the work. Just call me Little Indian Princess Kristi.

the great job search

Yesterday I interviewed at a perfectly fine job. Great pay, great hours (4-10 work week), and seemingly a great company...but I find myself not that excited about it. I am sure there is a little of the "mean reds" (watch Breakfast at Tiffany's) effecting my mood. But I find myself wondering, do you go to work for a company, that is not going to have much room for career growth, and that the hours during the harvest season are going to be 7-15 (yep 15 hour days 7 days a week) just because it is a great job and a great pay check. I feel as though I am at the age where I need to include my lifestyle into my job decision...All work, No play makes for a grouchie KristiR. And really, isn't going to help me find Mr. Right or Mr. RightNow. So I find myself, still searching...

I used to tell a good friend/boyfriend (Mr. Travel the World in Search of Himself) of mine, "Its not about the destination, its about the ride." It's amazing how sometimes the advice you give is the hardest to do yourself. I will say in my defense, the ride, right now, is a little rocky, and I don't have a 4x4 BMW (even though sometimes I feel like I do)!