Happy Halloween!

Today is the day the song, "I Want Candy!" gets stuck in my head.

Guess what?!?!?! Beth is coming to my house for Thanksgiving! Aren't ya, Beth? She gets to meet my obnoxious family too. As a matter of fact, one of my uncles actually told my grandmother that he'd be on good behavior and would try to be nice to everyone. Isn't that mature of him? To try and be nice at one of the very few times we get together?!?! My aunt is doing well on her meds so she should be nice and normal that weekend. Dreaded Uncle will be busy with his grandkids so he'll be preoccupied. Mom is inviting her friend (Hot Holiday Jon's mom) to come too. It's going to be a great time and I'm hoping they don't scare Beth too much.

Oh and my mom offered to take me to lunch on Tuesday if I vote for McCain.

I'm suddenly a baseball fan again!

I've always liked going to baseball games but could never watch a game on TV. Well thanks to my Phils I've been glued to the games. Thanks for winning last night! That was phreaking awesome!

Know what else is awesome?!?!? 30 Rock is back tonight! I'm giddy with anticipation. I'm tempted to watch the episode online but I think I'd rather wait until tonight. I've missed those crazy kids.

Nifty...

So my mom told me that Orbitz introduced this thing where they do a low price assurance thing. If you buy your plane ticket at a certain price and then later someone else buys the same thing for less they give you a refund for the difference. On a whim I checked the price of my flight to NYC and it's $10 less than I paid which is a bit of a bummer. But now I'm keeping my fingers crossed that someone else from Charleston is looking to go to NYC the weekend before Thanksgiving. That'll happen, right?

My driving makes people want to vomit

I'm thinking I should tell my carpool person that I don't want to carpool anymore. It's just not worth it to me. I drive out of my way which definitely does not save me on gas and I just don't like being in a car with her. My intention had been to move by now but with the various trips I'm planning that's been pushed back 'til the new year.

I weighed myself this weekend and I'm down another pound without really trying. It's unfortunate because I really wanted to lose another 20 pounds by Christmas but my head just hasn't been into it. I need to get motivated. How does one motivate oneself when one has no money for rewards?

It's not Halloween yet!

I'm wearing an orange sweater today with brown pants and a beautiful scarf that ties the two colors together perfectly. I like this outfit so much that I'm tempted to take a picture of myself. As I was putting on the sweater this morning I had a feeling someone (or even many someones) would make mention of me looking ready for Halloween. Well my prediction just came true. Poor orange. Yay! My boss just came in and said I look 'autumnal'. He's a good man.

I'm gonna eat your brains and gain your knowledge

I actually had a dream about my menses last night. I'm not sure why I'm sharing that but I don't ever remember dreaming about something so, well, boring.

Anyway I'm extremely sleepy this morning. I'm not sure why because I got a lot of sleep. I guess it's just one of those things.

I had a funny realization this weekend. I'm kind of an odd person. I know! I know! I'm surprised at that too. Anyway I was watching a gory horror movie while knitting and paused briefly to wonder how many people in the world knit scarves while watching zombies feed on human flesh.

A gold record would have been mine

I had an interesting dream last night but I've managed to forget the most interesting part. In my dream there was a girl who was tasked with writing a rap. It was a great song and I remember thinking it'd be a hit. Her flow was smooth and there was a musical part to it that was really good. If I were musically inclined I would have tried to wake myself up and write it all down. But since I'm me, I woke up and couldn't get the song back into my head. Oh well.

My patience is wearing thin

I think I was a lot more pleasant last year. This year people seem to be a bit more afraid of me. I must be coming off like a major bitch but I can tell you it's for a reason. These people are pushing my buttons and I feel like it's all I can do to not blow up on someone.

Breathe...breathe...cleansing breaths.

There's a box of Krispy Kremes less than 10 ft. away

So I've lost 30 lbs so far and although I'm not noticing much of a difference when I see myself, I am noticing that clothes fit better. I'm even wearing one of my favorite bras that I haven't been able to wear in a while. That's a nice reward. Even though no one will see it, I know it's there and that makes me feel good.

I'm a bit bummed because I was trying to get a group together to go to happy hour tonight. Unfortuantely not everyone is going to make it. I am thrilled to be able to hang out with the people who will be going but I'm bummed that not everyone can be there. It reminds me a lot of the bad parties I threw when I was a wee lass. They were very poorly attended so I was always hesitant to keep up with my love of party throwing. Thankfully I had some well attended shindigs in LA which helped with my 'party self-esteem.'

There will be no giving of thanks this year

Not only is Dreaded Uncle coming down for Thanksgiving (he usually doesn't) but the rest of mom's family will be invading as well. This would include "Uncle that I like" with his son, "Cousin that I like"; "Uncle that I don't like" (not to be confused with Dreaded Uncle); his wife, "Aunt that's just OK"; and their daughter, "High Strung Cousin", along with her hubby and two kids who will probably be driving in from the even deeper south.

Most of them are extremely religious, right wing, conservatives who watch Fox News all day. If Obama wins they won't shut up about it. If McCain wins they won't shut up about it. Their favorite pass-time is giving my dad (a Democrat) a hard time. They love to try and push his buttons which is just so mature.

The good news? I'm going to be cat-sitting for one of the professors in the department that whole week. YAY! The downside is that my aunt will be sleeping in my room (I have a weird thing about that) but it's a small price to pay for the rock solid excuse of almost complete avoidance. Oh and I'm going to NYC the weekend before which will put me in a good mood.

This will be the first time that I'm not looking forward to my favorite of the holidays but I'm hoping to have some good stories, hopefully none of which are at my dad's expense.

Surrrrrfinnn' Birrrrrddd

There's a cadet sleeping in my office right now. I tried to get him to go out in the hall to do his sleeping but I guess he prefers to be in here. He's waiting to meet with my boss who doesn't usually come in this early. I guess as long as he doesn't start snoring I'll be fine with it.

I keep picking the wrong clothes to wear. Yesterday I was cold so today I wore a sweater. Now I'm too warm. I just can't get this right.

Chanel lust

I was watching Entourage and spotted this bag. I would consider going deeper in debt for it. I've said this before and I'll say it again, I'd be fantastic at being wealthy. I'd match my spending with charitable donations. I'd be sure to take care of my family (even the ones I don't like) and friends. I'd set up an foundation and do good works while looking fashionable.

Oh well, I guess it's not my lot in life.

Stupid Charlotte

Why does Charlotte, NC get a third Trader Joe's and there still aren't any in the state of South Carolina? That doesn't seem right. Stupid Charlotte. What's so great about them? I think people don't expect much from South Carolina. I recently read a quote from Rumer Willis about enjoying her time in Charleston and how she was surprised that you could buy Louis Vuitton [here]. I had to remind myself that she's from LA and people from LA tend to forget that there's an entire country attached to the state of California. And yeah, aside from the fact that she apparently judges cities on the shopping opportunities, it struck me that maybe a lot of people assume that southern states tend to be backwards and filled with couches on front porches and piles of tires in the backyard.