Happy New Year!

2007 came in with a bang for me...almost literally. Saturday night I went out to listen to my soon to be new town's mayor's band ( Yup, the mayor; he is a little older than me and is one of my good friends). That night one of my ear drums ruptured after I made it home. I didn't get any sleep that night, and felt so horrible that I went to the emergency room on Sunday. It felt like I spent ALL day there...

I have had an ear infection, and I assumed that the loudness of the band helped rupture it. They freakin' rocked. But at least now I have really good painkillers.

Did you catch that I am moving again? Yep, I am moving into a house during this week...leaving my apartment happily behind. Thank God. I hardly spend any time there. My new house is very conviently located catty-corner from my best friend Bree's house. Which is where I usually am unless I am working, at the barn, or out harassing men at the bar. Because I don't sleep much.

Ok, I seriously think it is probably the men harassing me. I am not seeing anyone in particular, and I don't care if I do or not. This draws them in like flies to sugar water. I don't know if it is the time of year or what, but I have never felt so pursued in my life.

Also, my new barrel horse comes to the barn this upcoming weekend. I am very excited; no, elated to compete again with horses. I have been marking all of this year's rodeos, speed shows, and barrel horse shows on my calendar.

There is some much to catch you all up on, and so little time. Hope you all the best!

Still Kickin'

Holy Crackers, ya'll. My last post was at the end of AUGUST!

Perhaps that is not a bad thing, although I do miss everyone out in the blogosphere.

Since my last post, my life has changed tremendously. I moved into an apartment and moved my horse to a boarding stable located in the town I work in. This place might as well be my own barn, as I hardly ever see anyone there except the owners and whomever I drag along with me (mainly Bree). I like it like that, cuts down on the BS. Still having issues with stupid people.



My life has been revolving around work, enjoying my horse, singing, and football. Yes, I said football...the draw of Friday night lights and cheering on an undefeated team into the playoffs. Bree's son plays, so we are in over our heads in spirit beads, painted windows, and wearing shirts flaunting our dedication every casual Friday to the team who has kicked every other co-worker's son's team at the office this year. Hooah!

Speaking of the office, I went from getting promoted and having my own clerk to seeing several changes in staff...usually involving scandal that I can't even disclose here in the blogosphere in fear that it could endanger my job. Yes, a big deal....industrial espionage and embezzling anyone?

And I have been seeing someone pretty steady...and I am hoping that is a good thing. Wanna hear the oddest part? I met him at church. Seriously.

Hope everyone's life is going as peachy as mine. Love to you all - Cowgirl out.

If You Ain't First, You're Last

Ah, the wisdom of Ricky Bobby. I just had to see Talledega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby. Will Ferrel is hysterical, and secretly I am a NASCAR and other types of racing fan...although horse racing is my first love.



Still busy working...but things aren't as hectic now that I have gotten comfortable with what I am doing. My clerk is a fiery little red head that could use some sun so that her freckles don't stand out so much. She is just a few years older than me, and has adjusted to me telling her what to do. Although I am still watching my back, as you know how the office can be.

After a few more weeks, I will be in my own place. I finally found an apartment that I love...and my parents are still trying to talk me into staying on the farm. One would think that I am moving back to the big city instead of ten miles down the road in a smaller town than my hometown.

Labor Day weekend is quickly approaching, and I am psyched about it. Around here, the lake is where it's at. Boats, booze, bikinis, and bumbling idiot drunks. Somewhat of a step up from the White Trash Bash at the Lake of the Ozarks Memorial Day weekend. Count me in.

August With Gusto

Oy. I really am sucking at this whole blogging thing. Forgive me...I really miss those in the blogosphere.

What you have missed in my life:

*My sunburn that is still peeling from my camping trip last weekend. Sunburns happen when you live in an office. Your skin tends to forget how to react to non-artificial light.

*On last weekend's camping extravaganza, I caught a big ass large mouth bass - with my hands. I fish with a spinning reel, so when I went to engage the wire bail that picks up my line after casting, I noticed somehow I had messed something up and pulled my line in with my hands so I wouldn't loose my lure. Sure enough, something big decides to bite when I can't reel the damn thing in. Bree's husband and sons are STILL talking about THEIR friend that caught this big fish with her hands. Cracks me up.

*My promotion that has gotten me a raise and a clerk of my own. I am still in shock about having my own clerk. I have taken to this industry like a duck to water. It's super fast paced and has me working 12 hours days sometimes 6 days a week. But I am feeding off of the energy.

*I will be in Nashville towards the end of September for a business conference...Shayna, perhaps a night of beer and karaoke?

Life is good. This is the happiest I have felt in a long time. But perhaps I am so tired, I don't know any better. ;)

Some of my friend's retired national champion show horses in Cali drinking a Corona.

Workin'

Yep. I work...and work...and work. Being salary has it's perks, but the hours kick my ass every once in awhile. I have to work a few Saturdays in a row...which sucks.

I wish I had it in me to blog more and email...but after staring at a computer screen all day, the last thing I really want to do the majority of the time is stare at it when I am not getting paid to do so. Blogging friends - please forgive me. I promise when winter comes I will back to full blogging force.

Still loving the job...and everyone seems ok so far. Some of them don't like how I am starting out near the top of the ladder with being new to the company, but quite frankly I don't give a shit. If they were capable of doing my job, then they would be doing it. Right?

Have several big camping trips I am planning with the weekends full of being on the lake and trying to unwind. Labor Day weekend is going to be something else...every day I wake up looking forward to four days of doing whatever I want when I want.


~Random Thoughts~
I have been fishing more the last few weeks than I have in the last few years since graduating high school.

Bitches who sucker punch my girl Bree really should make sure they know who they are messing with. I really don't like feeling like I am back in high school. I don't think I have ever been so worked up and pissed off in my life. There is no doubt in my mind that I would lay everything on the line for her.

Men baffle me. The ones I am attracted to physically are either complete idiots or losers, and the ones I am attracted to mentally don't trip my trigger physically. And I have even dramatically increased the pool of possible candidates by taking this job...and still no prospects around here. Please someone increase the intelligence level around here. Because I don't want to do something stupid (catch my drift?).

I am in love with the Chocolate Mousse Silk Yoplait Whips yogurt. I think I eat three a day.

OK Ya'll...I need to go running now.

Still Alive

Yes, I am alive. This new job has me busy running the rat race, but I love it. I'm really liking it.

Chicago was awesome. Everytime I go up there, it is beyond obvious that I am from, and I quote, "down south." I think Bree and I were purposefully making sure our "accents" were heard.

I didn't buy a single drink...actually, I didn't pay for much of anything.

I'll try to fill ya'll in sometime about whats up. But for now, hearing that I am alive and smiling will have to sustain you till this weekend. I am just too damn busy and tired to put up a good post.

Nozze

The closest thing to a vacation this year for me so far is going to be this weekend...Bree and I are headed up to the Windy City for her cousin's wedding. A long Catholic wedding...and I am excited, because one side of the party has LOTS of money...so it is quite the shindig. Although I seriously doubt this Chicago family would say shindig, but hell, it's my story, so who cares?

Both of us have today off, so we are planning to leave the corn desert about 2PM for the hustle and bustle of the city. We are going out on the town Friday after eating dinner with the family. The wedding is Saturday, which should be followed by the biggest reception I have ever been to. Then Sunday morning somehow Bree and I are going to drag ourselves out of bed and go to church. Then home.

And of course we plan to make it back home for our karaoke tradition Sunday afternoon.

Goal for this weekend ~ not to buy any drinks....anyone want to place a bet?