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    April 30, 2005

    Of Mice & Drunken Movie Go'ers

    Had a great time last night. A few friends and I had dinner, a few drinks and then went to see The Amityville Horror. I had heard from another friend that it wasn't very good, but it scared the pants off me! Perhaps the amount of alcohol I consumed just prior played a factor in that, but I enjoyed myself immensely! I'm not sure why exactly, but my reactions to things that really scare me, seem to be a bit out of sque. [pun intended! heh] It just doesn't seem normal to laugh hysterically when one is terrified! It wasn't the alcohol, I can assure you. I do that all the time and I've yet to figure out why. That didn't seem to draw so much attention, as the fact that once I started laughing, my friends got tickled and we were all howling with laughter! I'm pretty sure the others would've liked to have us kicked out, but somehow they managed to tolerate our behavior.

    Unfortunately, our plans for today might be put on hold. It's a bit rainy and rain does not make for a good day at the lake. We have a few other friends coming in from San Antonio and they have yet to arrive so it may still clear up in time for us to salvage the day.

    In other news, I think there is a rat in my house. I'm not sure really. I haven't seen the culprit yet. It could be a mouse, or a bug with really large teeth. I'll investigate and get back to you on that one. I was going to take a bag of trash to the dumpster after I got home last night, but I got as far as the front door, only to find it had started raining. I decided to return the bag back to the kitchen and leave it til morning. When I woke up there was a large gaping whole and claw marks all over the bag! Yecch! Tia has no front claws so I know she isn't the guilty party. The sad part is that now I have a cat and a mouse peacefully cohabitating with each other! Even worse, I will probably have to leave Tia with my mother overnight, so that I can catch the mouse with a trap and not HER! What a sissy!
    April 29, 2005

    I couldn't have said it better...

    I don't know what it is with me and music, but every now and then, there is a song that hits home so hard it's almost not funny...but this one is! It says it all.

    Has your Give a Damn ever been busted? Yeah, mine too.

    Lots a great fun in store for the weekend, and I shall return with a renewed spirit! Maybe.

    Now Playing: My Give A Damn's Busted, By: JoDee Messina
    April 28, 2005

    Out with the old...

    I'd like to upgrade to Boyfriend v 2.0 please

    Please note that I did not opt for the Fiance or Husband Applications. Boyfriend 2.0 is much easier to uninstall and delete.

    Now Playing: Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy, By: Big & Rich
    April 27, 2005

    The rest of the story...

    When I first became aware of Fiancee #2, wasn't I sure that I wanted to blog about this at all. I didn't want it to turn into a big sympathy party, but the fact of the matter is that Brian's deployment is the primary reason I started this blog in the first place. It was a place for me to blow off steam and also show my love and support for him at the same time. He wasn't just "the boyfriend" with an honorable mention here and there. This blog was centered around our relationship, our lives, our interests, and his deployment. I couldn't very well just... not mention him again. While it is true that I often use humor in an attempt to make things more interesting, this blog is also about real feelings and events in my life. If there is anything you can count on from me, it's the fact that I am not afraid to be real with you and this break-up is a very real part of my life now.

    After attempting to add a bit of my often offbeat humor to yesterdays post, I realized that I dropped quite a bombshell without any warning whatsoever. To those of you who have come to love and care for the two of us over the past five months, I am sorry for that. That was not my intention. I just had no idea how to go about breaking the news. I didn't know what to say and I wasn't up for a long winded post, such as the one I am writing now! The hurt was, and still is very fresh. I have no desire to torture him or seek revenge. I don't have a vengeful, hateful bone in my body. I just needed this to be at least somewhat lighthearted and I failed at making it that, miserably.

    There really isn't all that much to the story. I last spoke to Brian in the early morning hours of Monday, the 18th. We talked via instant messenger. He had to leave for a meeting, but said he would be back. When he came back, I had fallen asleep here at the computer, with the volume turned down and I missed his return. I heard nothing from him for the rest of the week and he had not mentioned any upcoming missions as he usually does. I thought sure I would hear from him on Friday, but the day came and went without word from him. Throughout the week and weekend, I left several messages and emails for him with no response, and became increasingly concerned about his welfare. I began searching the casualty and fatality lists, as I often do when I get overly concerned. His name was not on any of those lists, but there were a number of bombings and explosions throughout Iraq that week. There were also many listings, with names yet to be released, pending notification of next of kin. This and the fact that it was unlike him to go so long without contact with me, caused me a great deal of concern. More so than my normal worrying.

    On Sunday morning, I'd decided that I couldn't stand it any longer and telephoned his Mother in Virginia. What you must know about his mother, is that she will not answer the phone without knowing who is calling. She has some sort of service, where you announce your name and she decides if she will answer. Upon hearing my name, she did. I asked her if she had heard from Brian and she confirmed that she did in fact speak with him on Friday. I found it odd at that point, that he made no attempt to contact me or respond to my messages. She asked where I was calling from and I said Texas. Upon hearing this, she said oh, I thought this was his Fiancee calling. I told her it was! She said "no, his new Fiancee Suzy {apparently we have the same name}, lives right down the street from me".

    There was silence...

    I said, "This is Suzy!"

    She says, "No, his new Fiancee's name is also Suzy and I'm telling you she lives right down the street from my house!" She continues, "I'm sorry, but looks like you've missed the boat!"

    Dead silence...

    "Missed the boat?!?!?" I'm thinking...WTF kinda shit is that to say? I was completely and utterly stunned. A million things were swimming around in my mind. I had no idea what to say next.

    "You're telling me there is some other girl he is planning to marry?!?!?"

    She says, "Yes, he told me about her about three weeks ago, and they are planning to be married when he gets back. I'm sorry, but I think you've missed the boat on this one!"

    There was dead silence again... I was beside myself that she seemed to be quite proud of her son and stunned that she sounded as if she were about to laugh!

    I said, " I hate to tell you this but it appears that you have raised quite the con-artist and pathological LIAR!!! You must be so proud of him! Congratulations on a job well done and thank you for the information!"

    All attempts thus far have not resulted in any response from him until his, {now deleted} comment in last nights post. After further investigation on Sunday, I found that his YIM name has been deleted. There hasn't been even one response from him in email. All attempts to contact him have failed to elicit a response. Since he is in Iraq, there are no other ways to establish contact with him. The man is a coward. His comments last night were a lame attempt to twist things around and place the blame on me, as most cheaters and liars tend to do. He had many chances to respond and/or try to explain his actions prior to that and he chose not to. {Sorry Brian, you won't get the chance to con people here.} He has shown no shame, no remorse and he is obviously a man without an ounce of honor. I feel like I do not know this person. This isn't the Brian that I know. Beyond that, I don't know what else to say. I hope he makes it home safely and that he finds himself with the life he deserves.

    PS...Why don't you people point out my spelling flub-ups? I just realized the difference between Fiance and Fiancee! There is a difference ya know?! I didn't! Doh! Fine time to learn it now!
    April 25, 2005

    I submit to you, the number 1 reason why Brian has been kicked to the curb!

    1. The discovery of Fiancee #2

    Yep! You heard it here first folks!

    Rules for responding to this post are as follows:
    1. We shall not have a pity party
    2. We shall be happy that this has come to light before I made the hugest mistake of my life
    3. We shall provide creative methods of torture for the Asshole in question

    Humor me people! I need humor!

  • More details to come. On second thought, I will try to handle this gracefully and spare everyone the drama of it all. Life goes on.
  • April 22, 2005

    Even Ellie-Mae Clampit would call me a hick!

    I had the ungodly experience yesterday, of hearing my own voice on my friends answering machine. It was like hearing claw-like fingernails being raked down a chalk board in slow motion. I have without a doubt become that hick we always hear on the nightly news who just cannot refrain from telling the world for the umpteenth time, how the tornado that ripped through his trailer park, sounded like a freight train, with the most god-awful my-parents-were-brother-and-sister-southern-hillbilly accent!
    Brian seems to find great joy in talking and TYPING in southern hillbilly fashion. I have to admit its sort of funny when he does it, but I'm here to tell you that I'd rather go deaf than hear my voice on any type of recording ever again!
    I happen to be very proud of my Texan heritage. I just don't know how to rid myself of my southern accent! I think it's safe to assume that I won't be doing any audio posts in the near future. Not unless I can adopt a cute little British accent or something!
    Yall have a great weekend now, ya hear?
    April 20, 2005

    How to get even with that Asshole at work.

    ITEM'S NEEDED-The Clapper and an evil disposition
    Step 1 Buy the Clapper. Plug a coworker's computer into it, then attach the Clapper to the outlet

    Step 2 Wait until the annoying chump finishes a mountain of work. As he's about to hit "Save," clap, cough or hit the file cabinet twice. System crash!

    Step 3 Let the obscenities die down and as the poor guy is rebooting, console him … with two friendly—and loud—pats on the back.

    Step 4 Giggle your ass off.

    Now Playing: Little Goodbyes, By: Shedaisy
    April 18, 2005

    There was a surprise in my Junk Mail folder last night...

    I got an email last night about 11:30 from a girl who lives in my complex, saying she had seen a cat that might fit Tia's description. I thought about calling her, but since it was so late, I decided to go have a look for myself. The email said she was hiding in the pool shed that houses the pump and various other pool equipment, so off I went. Just a few calls for her and she was crying to let me know she was there, but couldn't get out. The door was locked! I couldn't see her, but I know that meow quite well and she knew it was me too! The girl who emailed me showed up a few minutes later and told me that she had gotten a glimpse of Tia, but when she approached her, she ran inside the shed, through a very small opening at the back of the shed that is attached to the deck surrounding the pool. At that point, it was impossible to coax her out, as she seemed to be afraid to come out or not quite sure how to get to me.

    I came back inside to call our maintenance man, who about 9 years ago, had to tear apart a section of my chimney, just above the fire box to my fireplace. I know you are wondering why on earth he would have to do such a thing and I am here to tell you that it was because the cat in question was STUCK in there! This is a very interesting story in and of itself, but I shall avoid my mother's way of telling 14 other stories before she ever gets around to finishing the original one. I'll save that story for another time. Luckily our maintenance guy just happened to be awake when I called him and out on a maintenance call. After I explained the situation, he agreed to come and rescue Tia yet again. I know he would have dragged himself from his cozy bed to assist, as he did the last time, but I was relieved that he hadn't yet called it a night. In the meantime, I tried everything to coax her out. Finally, after about an hour, I was able to get a glimpse of her, under a raised part of the deck, which had lattice work just below. Finally, we had some progress! At least she was on the right side of the building now and very close to the hole she could use to get back out. I was inside the pool inclosure, but walked toward the area where the shed and the deck were attached. All I had to do was call her and out she came! I had thought that she would be panicked and possibly difficult to catch, but she just strolled right over. I scooped her up and took her right home!

    She seems to be fine as far as I can tell. She seemed light as a feather when I picked her up and I suppose after 19 days with minimal food and water [if she had any at all], I would be too! Once I put her down, she went to her bowl right away for some food and I sobbed as I filled the other container with fresh water. I honestly thought I would never see her again. In fact, I almost deleted that email without really looking at it because it was in my junk email folder. I had given up hope and I certainly didn't anticipate that the email would end up in THERE of all places. Thank god there was only one email and that the title caught my attention and THANK GOD there was someone who cared enough to help her find her way home.
    Tia, Left and Puff, The community cat and Tia's best buddy, Right.

    I think I'll go catch up on some Tia lovies now.

    Update from Iraq

    After ten days of no contact and only one email on the 12th, Brian and I finally touched base with each other early this morning! Yes Mrs. Mogul, that's why I was up so late last night and leaving goofy comment's on your blog! lol

    It was such a relief to talk to him! I don't know what is wrong with me, but when we lose contact for more than a couple of days, my mind goes places I shouldn't even be thinking about. I try very hard not to show my distress here because I know how I am and I don't want to get everyone else worried for no reason! I just cannot imagine how families coped in wars past, when telephone calls from the war zone were almost unheard of. The technology today at least allows for daily contact whenever it's possible! We talk some on the phone and quite frequently via Yahoo Instant Messenger. They have AT&T phone banks and computer centers where they can contact loved ones as often as they wish. Their group has also purchased equipment for wireless internet so that those who have laptops with them can use them from their trailers. That is actually set up now, but the signal isn't very strong at the moment. They are currently waiting on another piece of equipment to make signal stronger. Brian has a web cam so that I can see him. I have one too, but mine doesn't seem to work with my computer. I may have to buy another one so we can both see each other! In any case, we have to be thankful that today's technology allows for regular contact with each other!

    When I last spoke to Brian, he had a bit of a cold. I haven't been terribly impressed with the medical treatment the military provides our soldiers. They dole out a few tylenol and send them packing. The only other options are over the counter meds they might be lucky enough to find at the PX. Last night Brian informed me that he now has Bronchitis and I know first hand how that can get out of hand when left untreated. He says they have given him some other medication, so we'll see how it goes.

    In a nutshell, that's pretty much it. He had to leave for a meeting and said he would be back in a while. I fell asleep at the computer and missed him when he came back! Ugh! I hate it when that happens!
    I also hate waking up to find my face in a puddle of drool on my desk.

    Not quite the Titanic disaster, but sheesh!

    CHARLESTON, S.C. - A seven-story wave damaged a cruise ship returning from the Bahamas over the weekend, smashing windows, flooding more than 60 cabins and injuring four passengers.

    The Norwegian Dawn was diverted from its route when the ship ran into rough weather on the way back to New York on Saturday. The 965-foot-long vessel docked in the Charleston harbor for repairs, and departed for New York early Sunday after a Coast Guard inspection, officials said. It was expected back in New York by noon Monday.
    "The ship was hit by a freak wave that caused two windows to break in two different cabins," Norwegian Cruise Line said in a statement. It said 62 cabins flooded and four passengers had cuts and bruises. The wave reached as high as deck 10 on the ship, company spokeswoman Susan Robison said Sunday.

    James Fraley, who was taking a honeymoon cruise with his wife, said they called their loved ones as the wave pounded the boat because they thought the ship was going down.
    "It was pure hell. We're talking 47-foot waves hitting the 10th floor, knocking Jacuzzis on the 12th floor overboard — people sleeping in hallways in life jackets," Fraley told WCBD-TV in Charleston. "Just pure pandemonium."
    The ship's hull was damaged but the vessel was not taking on water, said Keith Moore of the Coast Guard Group Charleston. "All the passengers had donned personal flotation devices as a precaution," Moore told The (Charleston) Post and Courier.

    The cruise line said passengers whose cabins were flooded were being flown home from Charleston and the safety of the ship "was in no way compromised by this incident." Each passenger on the ship got a refund of half the trip's cost and a voucher for half the price of a future cruise, Robison said.

    Fraley said cruise ship employees also opened the bar. "They tried giving free alcohol away to make up for it," he said. "That's not going to do it." The ship left New York last Sunday with 2,500 passengers aboard. Robison said about 300 passengers decided not to return by boat. About 100 people were flown back to New York and the rest made their own arrangements, Robison said.

    I have always wanted to take a cruise of some sort, at some point in my life, but after hearing this, I'm not so sure anymore. I mean, I loved the movie Titanic, but I don't think I need to relive it! Of course, I might reconsider if a certain handsome guy might like to accompany me on such a trip. A cute guy to hold back your hair while you toss your cookies can be a good person to have along. If he has mastered his lifeguard techniques, then all the better!
    April 16, 2005

    My WTF post of the week...

    Until this morning, I thought I had seen it all! Apparently I was mistaken. Every single time I go to the gym, I have to laugh at this girl that comes in wearing full make up, earrings, bracelets, perfume...The whole ball of wax. Her work-outs [if you want to call it that] make everyone there giggle and I have no idea what the whole point of it is for her.

    Today, was far beyond anything I have ever seen. Today, the debutante walked in dressed to the nines, with an Egg McMuffin, hash browns and a soft drink. Not only THAT, but she ate it DURING HER WORKOUT! I nearly fell off my McTreadmill. It just never occurred to me that calories wouldn't count as long as I consumed them during my work-out.

    I bet she's been laughing at me all along.
    April 15, 2005

    Can you hear me NOW?

    I apologize my dear friends, for my recent absence. There have been a few changes going on around here. For starters, I switched telephone companies, then had to switch ISP's. A few months ago I told you about the ongoing battle between me and my old phone company. I won't mention any names but *Cough*Verizon, thephonecompanyfromhell*Cough* sucks when it comes to customer service and billing. We have been involved in a huge billing dispute for over 2 years and at this point, I am turning the matter over to the Texas Attorney General.

    The unfortunate thing about this is that it appears NO OTHER ISP offers DSL in my area. Verizon owns the lines in this area and refuses to rent lines to other DSL providers. At this point in time, I am back to using a dial-up connection, but maybe not for long. I may have to continue to use Verizon for DSL. I just hope the picture of my butt, with big red smoochy lips across it that I sent them doesn't come back to haunt me!

    In any case, everyone is fine! There was an email from Brian dated April 12th, to let me know he had made it back from his latest mission safe and sound! That has been the suckiest part of this whole week. Not being able to talk to him or know what has been happening over there has been driving me nuts! Of course, it goes without saying that I have missed all of you and I am soooo totally out of the loop now that it isn't funny! Never fear though, I shall get everything back in order and catch up with you all over the weekend! No more cold-turkey...I promise!
    April 07, 2005

    Is there a Blog Doctor in da house?

    As you can see I, uhm...Sort of buggered up my blog just a bit. What I was attempting to do was align the sidebar content to the left, which I was able to do, but I also wanted to put a little more space between that and the main content area. As you can see, I did just the opposite and I have no idea what I changed to make it do that.

    So I freely admit that I am not the sharpest tool in the shed when it comes to the inner workings of blogs, templates and the like. The question is, can someone tell me how to fix this crap? lol I wanted to maybe even put some sort of divider there, but I don't think I shall attempt that just yet.

    If anyone has a clue how to fix this, I'll be the one standing with my nose in the corner.
    April 06, 2005

    Sobbing, Superstitious Sucker...Yep, that shoe fits!

    Ever had one of those weeks where everything just goes haywire? This is one of them. Here's the update.
    Tia is still missing in action. Monday was screwed by various things and I didn't get to the animal shelter until yesterday morning. They sent me to the "cat room" to take a look around for her. As soon as I walked in, every cat in there jumped up and said "Oh yay...You're here to take me home aren't you?" It was obvious they saw the stamp on my forehead that says "I'm a sucker for a cute cat!". Of course I had to visit with each one, tickle their noses through the cages and talk to each one of them. Then it dawned on me that every other cat in the city was there and not mine. I left the room sobbing like a nut. I filled out a lost cat form and left behind a picture and all my information, but I'm not holding out much hope. The really sucky part is that I could let this go if I knew for sure that she has died.

    In other news, we had a neighbor that had a water heater catch fire. There is a bit of smoke damage to my place, but nothing too major. A little paint and we're good as new again, but I am having to wash EVERYTHING in sight. Clothes, bedding, linens, towels, dishes...Everything. Bleh...It's a thrill a minute in the Sque'd household!

    On a happier note, I think I've found a wedding dress I like...Or at least part of it! Not so sure on the top part, but the lower half, I absolutely love.
    I am going to talk to a lady here in town that used to design wedding gowns for Neiman Marcus. She now designs and makes them on her own. I may have her design a gown from several pictures of gowns that I like, but I definitely like the lower half of this one. I'm not much into big, frilly, fluffy dresses! I'll keep you posted on further developments! After I meet with her and finalize the design, I'll try to post a sketch, but I can't post a pic of it until after the wedding. Yes, I am that superstitious, but no, I didn't run when I saw that black cat yesterday.

    Now Playing: Take my breath away, By: Jessica Simpson
    April 03, 2005

    Any Suggestion's?

    My cat Tia has been missing since Thursday night and so far, she hasn't turned up. I'm not sure how this happened. My first thought on Friday, when I realized she was missing, was that she is 17 years old and that she may have died somewhere in my house. I have turned this house inside out and she just cannot be in here unless she has squeezed into some spot that I am unaware of. My second thought was that she must have slipped out Thursday evening as I was coming or going, without my noticing. She has stepped out before [with my knowledge] and being the scaredy cat that she is, one tiny noise sends her scrambling to get back inside. She has never spent more than a couple of minutes outside, with or without my knowledge. This just isn't like her.
    I have searched inside and out. I have put up flyers with her pic, description, my phone number and email address. I will check the animal shelter first thing in the morning, as they have been closed over the weekend. I just don't know what else to do. Like a dummy, I didn't have her tags or a collar on her. I didn't think it was necessary since she never goes out for more than a minute or two.
    I have a really bad feeling about this and although I know there are worse things that could happen, I am heartbroken over this. She has been with me longer than I have known most of my friends. I am not ready to give up hope just yet, but I have to know in my heart that I have done everything possible to find her. Am I overlooking something here?

    Also, we have a fellow blogger who is in need of prayer. I have been blogging a very short time, but I have been amazed at amount of support and care our fellow bloggers are willing to offer to complete and total strangers. If you have a moment, drop in on Island Girl and offer your prayers and words of encouragement. She has a condition called Premature Ovarian Failure. She has had some other tests and the results are in. We are hoping that those results will show nothing worse than that. If you don't feel comfortable leaving a comment, just hit the Email button! The power of prayer and positive feedback can do amazing things.

    That's what Psychic Friends are for!

    Ever had one of those days where you check your horoscope and you're all like wow!?!?! Yeah ok, me either, but I have to say that today's horoscope for me kinda blew me away! Not that I believe in this stuff or anything. I wasn't nearly as impressed with Brian's! Yeah, he better think twice about that last one! REALLY! He better get to that phone and pick a fight about money with me real quick like or I may have to drop a grenade down his pants and I'm sure neither of us want that. Really!
    April 01, 2005

    Terri Schiavo 1963 - 2005

    Dear Terri,

    I have no way of knowing what your wishes were, but I do know one thing. I know that you are now at peace, and free from suffering. It is my hope that others will learn from the controversy surrounding your death. I am hoping the tragic chain of events we have all witnessed, will inspire others to act now, and take the time to legally make their final wishes known. Those of us who are alive and well today, have the opportunity to do so. My regret is that your life was affected before you were able to do so.
    Although I did not know you personally, you have had a profound effect upon my life. Your family and loved ones are in my prayers and I am hoping that both you and they, can find peace and comfort. I hope you left this world knowing that you were loved and that those who loved you fought, right or wrong, to do what they thought was right.

    Now Playing: I Believe, By Diamond Rio
    Jack LaLanne Juicer

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