CAUTION: Woman In Progress

So this week has been an odd one, too.  Not as weird as last week, but just still not quite the same-ol', same-ol'. For one thing, I got a visit all the way from Japan! My friend L, who moved to Japan after graduation last year and has been teaching over there, has been home for a visit for about a week. She finally got around to eating with the ol' gang from work. Even Mrs. B came to lunch. It was like American Reunion up in here. Except with less vulgarity. And almost no nudity. L is almost full on Japanese now and I wish I had taken a picture of her at lunch Wednesday...she looked like a tiny white Anime girl. Seriously. She's got the Anime/Manga fashion DOWN. And she's tiny. Ergo, tiny Anime girl. When we were setting up our lunch date we told her she could pick the place. She came aaaaalllllll the way from Japan to eat Chinese, ya'll. And she ate with chopsticks. Show off . Seriously. Use a fork, tiny Anime girl. This is AMERICA. But s...

Two weird and majorly self-esteem building things happened to me this weekend. 1.) I weighed in and discovered I've lost another THREE POUNDS since my last weigh in a week ago. I do realize that some of that could have been water weight. But with my pants fitting so much better now and the fact that it made me feel majorly awesome...I'LL TAKE IT!! :-D I weighed just before dressing and heading to town for groceries so my insane confidence boost must have seriously still been glowing because ya'll... 2.) I totally got hit on in Wal-Mart. No, seriously. I was cruising the frozen veggie aisle all smug about my three pound loss (for a total of 8.6 since Jan. 4--hootie hoo!) when I made eye contact with this guy. He wasn't bad looking but sort of maybe a little bit on the thugish side. I'm a friendly gal so I smiled at him a bit and went back to debating whether or not my three pounds would justify my purchasing a bag of frozen french fries. Then he's standin...

Okay. So. Question. Why do guys (especially cute ones) seem to always feel the need to let me know "oh so casually" that they have girlfriends? What, because I'm friendly, helpful and ringless they think I'm gonna drag them off into the stacks and have my wicked way with them unless they let me know they're already taken? Seriously? Yes, this happened to me this morning but it's happened I can't tell you how many times recently. Maybe I'm giving off some sort of "I want you" vibe to all the hotties coming in.  Even so, good grief! Is it really necessary to let me know they're unavailable? Really? Sure, because I'm totally going to try to seduce them during the half hour they're doing research in our reading room. Of course. Also, I smile a lot. It's in the job description. If I were surly, they'd surely take offence to that, right? So. Do I just look desperate? Or maybe they think my smile is a declaration of intent to...

Okay, so admittedly in prior months I've been shallowly drooling over a particularly muscular (and squickily underage) werewolf via Twilight. Yes, the muscles are droolworthy for sure. But I was team Jacob way before I ever saw Taylor Lautner's washboard abs. I've been thinking lately about the kind of men I'm attracted to. Not that it matters since no one's ever attracted to me but it's just kinda funny to think about what it is that draws me to certain men. Both in real life and in television, movies and books. Probably the biggest thing I've discovered about myself is that physical features aka looks-- while nice-- certainly don't really mean all that much to me. Character does. Take my obsession with Chuck. Yes, Zachary Levi is (to me) physically attractive. But I hadn't really thought of him in that way until I started watching Chuck . And yeah, I had seen him in other movies/tv shows before. He was on Less Than Perfect (sitcom on ABC,...

I had scheduled a post yesterday (and it posted before I could change it) where-in I whined about my first childhood crush "Friending" my aunt but not me. But when I checked my email this morning, I had a friendship request from him. Turns out he's remarried and expecting a kid. And he just got laid off from his job. So I can't hate on him too badly now. *sigh* So, since I decided to ditch that post and start over and I have nothing interesting to say, I'll leave you with this in hopes that Spring will soon show her lovely face.

So I'm basically back in high school again. *groan* BFF called me last night while sleazoid was in class because she had to confess...she done did sumthin' stoopid. No, she's not cheating on him but almost just as bad. Well, not really, but could be. To preface this developement you should know that most of our high school friendship involved me sitting with the phone to my ear for hours listening to her talk about a couple of particular boys that she dated. The stupid things she did with them, why did they treat her so badly, why did she put up with their crap, why couldn't she just walk away, etc. I had no idea because I was the chubby girl who stayed home watching Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman every Saturday night. But I'd always listen and make understanding noises and agree with her when she said she was so confused and try to put my two cents in whenever I could. Which she ignored. Always and as a rule. Mostly because I made too much sense. And everything I ...

That's my new name. hehehe *sigh* Did I fail to mention who I saw at the funeral yesterday? I probably did. Well, several people from my childhood were in attendance. People with whom I'd attended church with all the years I was growing up--back when this particular preacher was our pastor. And well...my childhood crush, R, was there. (The one I cyberstalked on MySpace recently. hehehe) I actually followed him out afterwards though I didn't realize it was him until we were out of the building and he'd gone one way and I the other. I didn't actually SEE him until I was standing outside with the folks and Sis2. I happened to glance over my shoulder and saw him. He was shaking hands with someone else we'd known back then. I couldn't help but stare. The boy still looks gooooood. When he looked up and glanced at me, like a dork, I spun around away from him as though he'd caught me peeping through his window or something. *groan* Yup. Ima Dork. That's my...

I was right. He's as hawt in person as he is on the phone. *swoony sigh* Also very professional. LOVED that...even if I wouldn't have minded if he'd hit on me. hehehe I know, I know. I gripe when MM made a pass but the difference between MM and hawt a/c man is that hawt a/c man treated me with respect. And just in that brief period of time he was there, at no point could I imagine him saying he'd like to rub me and my sexy fat calves. lol He listened politely as I explained what the problem was and immediately got to work and the best part (besides his hawtness) is he actually KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING!!! (Or appeared to, at any rate.) Wheeee! lol A/C's still not fixed, though. He had to leave to go get a motor for the fan and then he had another appointment he had to get to. He's supposed to call me back at 3 to make sure I can still meet him at 4 so that he can finish up. I think he's even going to replace the outdated thermostat. Yay! The eyecandy was tot...

Ugh. I'm seriously starting to think I want to move to Siberia far far away from sleazes. Remember Maintenance Man? Yeah. I was wrong. He's not a player. He's a sleaze. At least as bad as Sleazoid of a few years back. Maybe I should be flattered. And I might have been if I hadn't been so sick to my stomach. Landlord finally got back from his extended trip and contacted the maintenance man about repairing my a/c. Now, Maintenance Man does this on the side, so it isn't as though he's a professional maintence person who works for a managment company. So MM calls me Thursday night and wants to know if it's okay to come over and repair my A/C leak. I look at the clock and it's nearly 8 o'clock but I'm thinking I want it fixed before the weekend so I say sure. Something told me I should call Goofus to come over and stay with me while MM is there. But it being nearly 8pm I figured they were in the middle of trying to put the baby down for the night so I...

My favorite hottie is now a daddy. Keith Urban...longstanding center of many daydreams and fantasies is a daddy. Color him even sexier. lol Weekend was good. Had a fun fourth with the family. All but one of my cousins showed which I'm choosing to see as a good thing. LOL I love 'em but they're LOUD. Had a bit of excitement when a limb fell on the roof of the den. One of my cousin's had to climb up and drag it off for my g-parents. It was funny in the sense that all of us had been sitting in the den when it crashed onto the roof and we all ran enmass outside to see what the boom was all about. My first thought was that my cousin's boys had gotten into something they weren't supposed to. We were all surprised when it turned out to just be a limb. lol Got home Friday night and was greeted by my neighbor's sister on the front porch inviting Sis1 and I to come watch the fireworks they were going to be shooting later. I lied and said we would while I secretly beg...

Oy, I just got asked out. I was just whining to my friend, Kaitlin this morning that I hadn't been on a date since, well, it's been a while. LOL So I'm sitting here at the reference desk minding my own business. This poor kid is in here doing research and asks for a copy. So the student worker who's out here with me goes to make the copy and the dude kinda shuffles up the desk and mumbles something. I tell him I can't understand him and he mumbles, "I was just wondering if you'd want to go to a movie sometime." I just about died. *sigh* He seemed nice but I don't know him from Adam, he's probably far too young and I can never understand what he says (he's been in here before--and understanding a person when they speek is probably pretty important when dating them, right?) so I told him I'm not really available. (Not a complete lie. I'm not available to HIM.) I felt so bad. And then it was so awkward because he had to finish his rese...

with men and sports??? Ugh! Seriously, if there are any men out there who AREN'T into sports please let me know. Seems all the dudes I'm in contact with these days are sports fanatics. (preacher man is leading the pack, btw) Gotta watch the game/hear the game/etc. Blech! What's worse, they all expect me to be all excited about sports too. They try to get me to talk about the game, the score, etc. I don't know NUTHIN' 'bout no game. Maybe the score but only if someone told me what it was. I'm certainly not going to check to see what it is. I mean, I know I live in a college town and everything but seriously. This little southern girl? Couldn't. Care. Less. In other news... Welcome back to the land of cyber fun, Sara! I missed ya! To answer your question (the one you left in the comments) I haven't gotten my copy of Mirror, Mirror yet. Will definitely let you know what I think about it when I read it. I hope I don't hate it. Judy Baer's like ...