The Dreamers Special Photo Hunt Edition!!!

This is the very first photo hunt we made. Josh's idea. Again, there are 5 differences and NO blurriness isnt one of them and slight facial/body movements arent either. It was New Years, after a few drinks making PhotoHunt is a challenge. Honestly, Josh needs to check the answers. I am only seeing 4 differences...the pool stick in the corner on one wasnt supposed to be one.

Also, in honor of Gomez. Please see People Magazine this week. The Cosmic Coaster dude that has a mad crush on her is featured in it. It is hard for her to be loved by a celebrity, but she is dealing with it.

The Dreamer Still on Death

So, on the way to work today, I was planning out my blog for this morning. I saw a lady in a sock cap driving down the road today. I got to thinking. The Volvo temperature gauge said 66. Why is a winter hat necessary? There also was a guy last night at the grocery store - And keep in mind I said last NIGHT- he was wearing a sock hat, SUNglasses, shorts and a tee shirt. Need I say more? BUT, as I was driving I got to thinking about death again. There was a truck pretty squished on the side of 95N today. It was white so the blood all over it was so obvious. I thought about the person driving probably to work this morning. They were probably thinking of silly stuff or just getting ready for their day. Then, bam. Dead. Well, maybe the person didnt die, but for my mental story - they did. Then Erika and I talked about how Bill didnt have anyone really at his funeral. That is so sad. I think I will have a lot of folks there at mine, but how sad of an existence to live life and to end it alone. With no friends, no real family, nothing to show for the good times. OK. That is actually all I wanted to say. Live each day as if it were your last. And, dont wear sock hats in Florida...it is NEVER cold enough.

WeekEnd Blog - It's Sunday

Happy Sunday! This weekend was good. Friday was girls night out. The rest of the weekend was Katie's weekend in. I hung out with Mr. Pants most of the time and cleaned and was responsible. I wish that my friends that I am closest to lived here. My weekends would certainly be more eventful and probably less "responsible":). I know I have mentioned my private jet thing before, but seriously, I would love that. Sometimes it is weird for me to think of all of my friends everywhere living life simultaneously so far apart. It is odd. It is strange to think that as I type, Princess is doing something in Milwaukee, Franny something in Bama, Josh something in Appleton...you're getting the idea. I may be the only one who has a hard time remembering things are happening other places than Jax Florida. Today I have been thinking if I could ever move. I talked to Jenn and Princess about it and we came to the conclusion that the only thing keeping me here is my mom. I think my umbilical cord hasnt been cut. Jenn reminded me that I can do my job anywhere and that I have fun everywhere I go. Princess reminded me that I have never left my mom...or the beach for that matter. I dont know. Maybe I could uproot and do something different if the timing and place was right. For now, I need to focus on the "now". Now, I am here and those I love (besides family) are elsewhere. That may not be the case forever. I do find more and more of my heart escaping the Sunshine State daily though. To be continued...

PHOTO HUNT ROUNNNNNND TWOOOOOOO

Read the blog below for the first round...it is the directions and the info. So here is rounnnnnnnnd 2. Remember, write the 5 differences on a piece of paper and then post your results in the comments section. Dont look at the other answers and be a cheater. I want to know who is playing the game to know if I should keep making new ones. I will do it anyway really, but I am curious as to my participants:). Have fun!

NEW FEATURE!!! The Dreamer's Photo Hunt Friday!!!!!

This is my new feature: PHOTO HUNT FRIDAY!!!! WHOOOO HOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! This is my favorite game and I find that I like making them as much as I like playing the game. This started as a drunken activity on New Years and developed into this. Today, there will be 2 rounds...in 2 postings to make it easier. Time for rounnnnnnnnnnnnd 1:). For those of you who are amateurs...there are 5 differences in the pictures. Find them, write down the differences on a piece of paper and then post your answers in the comment section. Dont look at the other responses, but I want to know if this is going to get any participation. It's fun...play along:)

Dreamer On American Idol

Well, I am over American Idol for now. I am not too excited about the show right now. I hate how staged some of it is. I hate that it is 2 freakin hours 2 nights a week. I dont have time for all of this. So, I am retiring from reviewing American Idol right now. There really is no way to top the Cosmic Coaster guy story anyway. I will be back and kicking when it gets to the last 10 and it isnt set up. I will say that I loved that Billie Holiday Singin Girl - Paris Sounds of Blackness. OK. So, watch if you want. I will stick to Earl and the Office. Speaking of which...watch it tonight! Also, if you have time, go to my Josh's Chuck Norris blog from yesterday and click on the "Chuck Norris". It is really funny. His link is on my page. Thought today I would post a picture of us today too. Aren't we cute:)?

OK. Watch the Office.

COMING SOON!!! American Idol Review III

I left my notes at home again...but tonight I will post the review from last night! EWWWWWW oooooOOOOOooooooooo.

If the Dreamer and Crew were Mourning

If my girls at the office and I were mourning, this is what we may look like. Sick...yes we are.

The Dreamer on Death

Death. Kicking the bucket. Passing away. Turning up your toes. Pushing up daisies. Meeting the Maker. Six feet under. Handing in your chips. Going to Davy Jones' Locker. Gone to the Happy Hunting Ground. Biting the Dust. Giving up your Ghost. Croaking. Gone Belly Up. Dead. Death. Lots of ways to look at it. Only one outcome.

We are all putting death blogs up today for our office in memory of the tall guy next door who died this weekend. So, here is mine.

Death is part of life. It is necessary and because we are human, it is tough for us left here. The whys haunt us. Our last phrases and memories of the dead are replaying through our minds. The little things that made the person different make us smile. The thought of never seeing them again or not being able to tie up any loose ends with them makes us sad. It can be a joyous occasion if someone has suffered and we know they "are in a better place", it can be sad if it is a young life cut short or if the death seems senseless.

I have experienced death a lot in my time. My best friend, fiancee, old friends, young people I didnt know. It is never easy. If you look back on their lives it is strange to put the pieces of their puzzles together and see the events leading up to the end. For instance, Ashley - my friend. She put several diary entries in her diary saying things about drunk drivers and how she wanted everyone she loved to be safe. And, if something were to happen to her- she put a message for her family in there. This diary was found on the day of her funeral when they were looking for something to bury with my young friend. You can see these entries on her website - the link is Ashley's Dream on my page. The story written by Mitch Albom is on there too.

In the case of my fiancee, he told me one week before he died that he felt like he had a plan for his life but he had a strong feeling that God had something different for him. He said that whatever happened he would love me until he died and that God's plan is always better than ours. I remember telling him that he was morbid. Then, a week later, he was gone.

So, do people know they are going to die? If not, I think it is strange how it all fits together. Maybe other lives are saved by the lessons learned from the death of others. Maybe the people's work here was done. Maybe we arent supposed to understand death. For me, I am not afraid of death. I know where I am going. I know that everyone I love knows I love them. I know that any apology I need to give has been given. I know that every day I live is lived as if I could not have another. I think I have a mentality of "It's not the number of breaths I take but the number of moments that take my breath away." I do fear losing another person I love though. I hate that pain. That is another blog though!

I do think the people who leave us would tell us to smile when we think of them. To move forward. To acknowledge and respect their memories, but to realize it is a part of life and to keep living. Keep eating. Keep breathing. Know there is a reason even if we dont know what it may be. So, in closing. Death is life. It is hard to let go of people, but it is a fact of life.

The new feelings should be this...Strength to overcome grief. Thankfulness for the time we had. Joy for the life they lived. Peace for their state now. Hope for our futures. And love for their friendships and hearts that will never leave us.

The Dreamer is a Professional Poker Player

I played poker on Saturday and wrote a long blog on it and then my computer crashed. SO, I am not re-writing that. I will tell you about "That Girl". Coming from someone who was That Girl at one time. This is a message to all you people who show your ass and are that girl. This version of That Girl is the one who goes to the party with her man and then when she is done having fun ruins the night for him too. Showing her ass, making comments, rolling her eyes, embarrassing even those around for his sake. That Girl on Saturday went all in during one round of poker and lost. So, she was done. The rest of the night, she made sure that we all knew she was tired, we all knew she was irritated with her husband and we all knew that she was a beeeatch. She wanted him to cash out or whatever and just leave. It was terrible. So, my message is to NOT BE THAT GIRL. It not only is embarrassing for those around you,but who wants to invite THAT girl back?

Another lesson I learned Saturday - whisky, jager bombs and big cigars dont make for a good stomach the next day. Duhhh.

The Cosmic Coaster Fool News IS HERE!!!!!

THE NEWS HAS ARRIVED. The other evening, while watching American Idol, Gomez had a revelation. Ben Hausbach went to high school with her!!!! Mr. Inventor of the Cosmic Coaster himself! The above is his note in her yearbook, and he is the kid on the bottom row 2nd from the left. His note, since it is tough to read, says "Robin, When I first saw you I thought you were kinda stuck up but that was just because I didnt know you. But now I know you and you are so cool. You are very talented and I know you will go far. Hope to see you next year. Dont be a stranger. K.I.T. 242-2955. LOVE, Ben Hausbach. " Pretty much he loves her. Why would he write love, Ben Hausbach if he didnt! He thought Gomez would go far, but who knew how far he would go. INVENTOR OF THE COSMIC COASTER FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!! Who cares that Simon called him "useless"! Ok. That is the breaking news. Hot DOG! WHOOOO HOOO!

A Dreamer's First Discussion Piece

Disclaimer: Please do not think this is directed towards anyone...it is a general discussion...

Josh gave me the idea to put an idea on here and open it for discussion. My thought today, and one that I briefly discussed with Erika over lunch today, is this...do people choose their actions? For instance, do people choose to cheat or is it in their blood? It is my belief - some gathered from Erika's thoughts too - that every action is a choice. You choose to be faithful. You choose to avoid the temptation that may lead to cheating. You choose how you talk to people. You choose how you respond to people, how you look at people, how you live. It is a matter of thinking before acting. It is a matter of respecting the people around you. It is about treating someone with the same respect you want to be treated with. If you yell at someone, then say MAN, it wasnt you, I was upset about something else, you chose how you spoke. You chose to let your frustration out on the unsuspecting person. Self control I suppose goes hand in hand with this. Do you think it is choice on how you live? Is monogomy a choice? Is rudeness a choice or is it instilled or a character FLAW? Does a drunk who beats his/her wife or gets in a fight with a stranger able to blame it on the alcohol? No, I believe it was his/her choice to get to that point, and the choice is still there to have self control. OK...discuss...

Idol News Flash

EWWWWWW OOOOOOOoooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Good news and bad news... I have an excellent Idol review for today. Bad news, I forgot my notes at home and I am at work. I will tell you that Gomez and I have BIG news on Ben - the inventor of the Cosmic Coaster that you have to strategically place your cup in and that Simon told he was worthless. This is the gentleman that said his intellect is intimidating and he is a triple threat. He's a singer, actor, artist and dancer...that's 4 things...that would make his a quaduple threat. He's right - his intellect is intimidating. My other favorite reject from last night was the special fella that calls himself "Flawless", he said he came up with that from inside his head. He also informed us that his clothes were comfortable and lingering. Gomez thinks he learned the word lingering this week and was determined to use it. He didnt hit the mark, but God love him, he tried. He also is the orantpreneuer. He has a house cleaning business that "leaves your house and FOOD smelling like paradise." He said that is a tongue twister and that is how he wanted it. This is also the fella that said that he gets confused on his age because each year that goes by it gets more confusing to remember. He's 25. Enough said. So far, I am doing okay with out my notes. The cowboy from Wyoming who had never been in public and he said that when he started to sing at home, the turkey just started a-gobblin along with him. He only sings in front of a TURKEY. WHAT??? No wonder he didnt know the ALTON John song, HE DOESNT HAVE ELECTRICITY - ok I made that up, but it is possible.

I do want to touch on 2 more Idol contestants from last night. Both made it through to the next round. The first I would like to immediately declare as my American Idol for this season. I am going to be bold and declare the winner now. It is that chick with the curly hair that was "one of the kids to watch", I dont remember her name, but she is my winner. For real.

OK the final person I want to touch on, and this is TOTALLY not a joke, is Rochelle Elaine or WHATEVER her name was. Again, I dont have my notes. Either way, the chick's real name has 15 letters, that I do remember. She is the one who claimed to be homeless...evicted once on her own, and is living with her cousin now and will be evicted again soon...according to her. An observation - she has AT LEAST 15 people there with her in DENVER. She is from KANSAS. Each person had a custom made shirt on with a letter of her name. If each shirt was even a modest $5, that's $75 towards her rent. AND, then there is the cost of getting all of those people and her to Denver. I am thinking this was probably not a day trip either. SO, as I am seeing it, there are 2 options. Either 1, Ms. Thing overexaggerated her situation and is not as bad off as she wanted America to believe and is looking for the sympathy vote OR 2, her family is only supportive of themselves and wanting to be on TV and want her to be homeless. The money spent to be in Idol could have helped her keep this apparently soon to be gone roof over her head. I am voting on option 1! Stop crying if all is fine!!!!!!!!!

Ok. That is all I can do with no notes! PLEASE know that Gomez and I will be gathering our information and photographic evidence for Ben the Cosmic Coaster Intellectual and I will report ASAP.

The Dreamer's First Idol Review

EWWWWW OOOO OOOOOOOOO. (That's my attempt for the theme music)
Another season of Idol has begun. I would like to first pay tribute to last year's favorite, Mary Roach. See picture to right. She sang a special rendition of Proud Mary. So, here's to you Mary Roach, the inspiration for this year's talent...like Derek Dupree. He starts with telling us he is an optimist with passion running through his veins. Mr. Dupree can sing 3 pitches, bass, medium, and semi-high, depending on the song assigned. His first audition was a medely that he created...including "IT'S NIGEL, IT'S NIGEL, IT'S NIGEL". SO, it got better when he started his second audition with "Sallllllly in the bathroom stall..." WHAT?? Bless his heart. Classic Simon quotes from last night, "Shave your beard and put on a dress because I think you'd make a great female impersonator." "It's the most strange look make up tan I have ever seen." "Basically what she's saying is you would make a good rat." "You sing like an auntie (onteee in his accent). Like, when you were growing up and your auntie used to sing very badly after lunchtime."

My favorite singers last night were the following: The Blue Moon girl who got all messed up and added some Christina Aguilera then went back to Blue Moon. The chick who thought it was a good idea to sing The Humpty Dance. The Sinatra guy who did CAReoke and then said that he would try out for American Seacrest to be the host if this didnt work...Can he do that? NO. The girl that showed cattle and Simon asked her if she was judged with the cow. The deputy who sang about the sheriff getting shot when it should have been the deputeeeeeeee. And finally, if anyone has seen Something About Mary, Magda's granddaughter tried out last night. Her leather face was crazy. Then Simon had her mom come in and we saw why she was beat down broke down. This is my wrap for now. Tonight, there is a guy who will claim to be an Orangeprenuer. Interesting. Gomez, my roommate from college...also known as Robin...and I speak during every commercial. When discussing my review writing she had a quote herself, "I would like to use these phrases in our every day vernacular." I love people who use big words. Stay tuned for my other random Idol reviews. I LOVE THIS SHOW!!!!

These are a Few of My Favorite Things

Erika and her belief and disbelief posting has inspired me to write a posting about my favorite and least favorite things. Yes, this is more simple and less deep, but that is my mood. SO, deal with it.

OK, favorite things - butterflies and what they represent, my dog, my family, the smell of fresh cut grass, taking long romantic walks on the beach, big salt water fish tanks with fun colorful fish in them, dancing, laughing, the color sage, stupid comments that make me laugh until my gut hurts, being smiled at when I can see the love behind the eyes, Mellow Mushroom white pizza, playing cards, beads, getting flowers, giving gifts, having time to smell my roses and prune them, being free, taking off in an airplane, great sales, refinishing furniture, Suduko, when Colby dog howls, being held tightly by someone special and the secure feeling it brings, Harvest Cheddar Sun Chips, Angies Subs, the Gators, Willow Tree Angels, faith in the unseen (be it God, love, etc.), big puffy clouds, diamonds, vinyl records, french bread and dipping oil, giggly babies, velour pants, great massages - WITH lotion, girls night out, Phase 10, my job. This is the just some of my list.

Things I dont like - cheaters, liars, roaches, snakes, dust, 2 faced people, failure, my obsessive days, my butt size, freeloaders, empty promises, so far- being married, angry music, the miles btwn me and he, peppers, brussel sprouts, racist people, wife beating men, orange cars, large birds who are uncaged, most cats, bratty kids who need spankings, too much sarcasm, poor grammar...yeah, i feel like i am bitching, so I am going to end this list.

Peace and I'm out!

The Dreamer Wishing She Could Dream

Lesson for the day: Diet pills keep you up at night if taken at the wrong time. I learned that lesson yesterday. I only took 2 at 3:00PM. At midnight, this picture was taken. Mr. Pants was just a-snoring next to me, and I was WIDE awake. Not good. So, today we are going to try a new approach to dieting...laying off some of the diet pills. Goodness.

I will write more later...

OK, I am back for a minute. I am so excited that 2 of my coworkers are getting their blogs posted. The more the merrier... I am looking forward to seeing into their thoughts. I know Erika's are twisted like mine, but I am thinking I may just learn some deep stuff from April's. I also want to say Happy Half Birthday to Josh today. I am terrible for not remembering before now, but next year, I will be ready!

I watched part of the Bachelor last night, the other part of it, I was watching the Golden Globes. Did anyone else see the crazy doctor woman who told him "THAT's why I dont date doctors, because you dont want to REPRODUCE!!" Apparently her biological clock has an alarm on it and she has lost her mind. I felt terrible for the Bachelor and I am wondering if the producers picked her for the TV value. She wasnt pretty, she was much older than the rest of the girls, and she was psychotic. Nutty.

Ok...this is the dreamer signing off for now. again, happy 1/2 birthday Josh.

Monday, Funday, Dreamer Style AND Team Aniston Representing

Happy Monday Y'all. I am doing great on my diet today. I ate a chicken salad for lunch, and have not had a coke. Those who really know me, know that is a feat in itself! My motivation is to get back into the clothes I like to wear. I got a few things from a garage sale pile this weekend that will tie me over until I get down in size. I will not even TELL YOU what size I was forced to get. But, bet this, in one month, I will be comfortable in my 4s and will get into my 2s. Bet.

So, tonight, the house repairs continue to get the place ready to sell. I am going to paint and get some stuff done with the help of a friend. Also, I am going to watch the Bachelor tonight. Not because I am thoroughly interested, it is more about those women are more desparate than I ever want to be. AND, I really love Paris so I want to see the architecture. I know that's gay, but whatever. I love Europe. Jenn may be moving there, so I will have an excuse to go more often...Rock on. I would rather her stay here, but I will deal with it and try to find any positive I have to. DC sounds better though. I am about to cry thinking about it...so change of subject is in order!

I have been thinking lately I want a tattoo. A little one... a swirly black butterfly. Black because I dont want shading, looks like it would hurt worse. I want the butterfly because it is a sign of a new beginning, which is what I am doing right now. The chances of me really getting said tattoo are slim to none. I am afraid of needles and am cautious because it is permanent. I dont know.

OK...back to work! -

I decided to add a bit for today. I set up my bosslady/friend/partner with a blog and she seems to think mine is boring. This may just mean I am boring...OR I am finally avoiding drama and have nothing stupid to write about! :). (BTW, you can see her blog link on my page...she's the Fake Ass Halle Berry...because she looks like her). We did a celebrity face recognition thing today. You put your picture in this thing and then it tells you what celebrity you look like. If I have a pic of you, more than likely I did a search on you too. I got Jennifer Aniston, Mariah Carey and John Grisham...Not thinking it is good that I look anything like John Grisham...but Jennifer Aniston I can handle. I will come back about her in a minute. Erika got Beyonce and Halle Berry. OK...so about Jennifer Aniston - Erika and I want to take a bottle of wine over to her house and spend the night. We just hate that Angelina and Brad are doing what they are doing to poor Jennifer. We are clearly on Team Aniston. AND, Erika, though I am not thinking she realizes this is a felony, said that she would kick/punch Angelina in the back (as to avoid the baby) for Jennifer. Pretty much, Jen is our girl. She is a damned trooper. Angelina is a she-devil. One day I will revisit her and tell y'all about Erika going to Africa with her. Until then...this is the dreamer signing off. The pic on here is me and Erika...

Sunday Edition..where does the weekend go!?

It's Sunday afternoon, I have been a good homeowner this weekend, lots of cleaning, planting new flowers, etc. Nothing real exciting to report. It is gorgeous outside, mid 60s, blue skies, gentle breeze...blah blah blah. I have enjoyed it.

Tonight, I am going to Jenn's to kick her grandma's butt in Phase 10. I dont discriminate on age, it is something I have learned in the staffing business! Ha! :) Nonetheless, I am looking forward to the game. I beat Mom in Spades last night...I think I am on FIRE! Bring it on!

And, I am sad to admit, my size 4s seem too tight. The diet has begun. I am going to start cutting my portions and leaving pasta and potatoes as alone as I can. More protein, less sugar and carbs. We'll see how it goes. I want to be comfortable in my own skin...and clothes for that matter. It isnt about impressing anyone, though I am certainly not getting any younger.

Ok. I gotta go finish a bead order...lots to do, little time to do it in! And, Josh, since you are one of like 2 people who read this - I am missin you today.

The Dreamer's Biological Clock

So, I think my biological clock must be broken. It seems people my age and younger are baby making machines and I get scared at the thought. Like I have a friend, unmarried, good career, 24 years old or so, she is sad that she hasnt had a kid. ME?? NO...not sad...GLAD. Does this mean it is broken? I am thinking it is okay. I know I want a family one day, but I cant even imagine getting another pet right now. And, I safely keep my boyfriend 1000 miles + away, I think that may be a sign of fright too! So, point is, WHATS THE RUSH?? I am 26. I have travelling and living to do.

On a different note, today was a good day. Had some girl-time with Cameron this morning, got coffee (cider for me), went to the gym, cleaned house, played with Mr. Pants and ate with the fam. That was nice. Baby brother picked me up by my ankles for the 100th time, it was special. So, tonight, I have like 3 going out options, but I plan to stay home and hang with Mr. Mr. I know...I am more than exciting! I have a bead order that I need to get done and lots to do before this place can be put on the market.

Guess that wraps it up...

Dreamer's First Friday Edition

Hot DOG! It's finally FRIDAY! Thought Adrian Rockin out would be a good picture for how I feel about today being Friday. I am still debating whether or not I am having a garage sale tomorrow. Weather may not allow it! I am going to get the signs and crap ready in case I decide to proceed. I just want to get everything done so I can MOVE!

So, The Office last night didnt let me down, neither did my Tilapia. It was awesome. J made that too, I think mine was probably better though! Ha Ha! We should have a cook off.

So, the plans for this weekend are exciting, I have none, just cleaning and on Sunday I am going to Jenn's for a Thanksgiving dinner and to meet her Grandma and to play Phase 10...WHICH is one of my most favorite games. Probably because I generally win or drink enough wine during play to think I won! SPEAKING of wine, I have been drinking Veranda Merlot...$7.99 for a 1.5 liter. That is what I am talking about - good and inexpensive. Vacuum seal that bottle and I am set for the week! Also - speaking of Jenn - Glad you are out of the dang hospital. Keep you and that baby nourished without blowing chunks! :)

You know what I have realized about me lately? The people who love me and are close to me are saints. I drive myself crazy some days. Like my Aunt Norma says, "At least you can get away from me, every where I go THERE I AM!" The girls at my office are so patient with me and know how to deal with my annoying days:). April is the biggest champ here at work, I wrote her a poem yesterday to commemerate her bravery:). I love writing poems that are dumb for people. How about this? I am rambling...so I will go ahead and stop the maddness now. Thanks to all who love me just the way I am...a little obsessive, but have tons of smiles, laughs, fun and love to give!

Dreamer under Pressure

So, it has come to my attention that I do not know how I am going to come up with new stuff to write about daily...I am going to give it my best effort though. I do want to say that I am looking forward to my lunch today...grilled chicken salad, feta cheese, brocolli, carrots, cranberries and apples. AND, I am going to try to make my tilapia the way that JL Trent told me to. We'll see how that works out. The other thing I am excited about is my show will be on tonight - The Office. That show is so freaking funny. Like...really. Really funny.

Hmmmm, I seem to have writer's block. Here's something I have been thinking about lately...why is it that I get these awesome friends in my life and then they move away...to get away from me! I THINK NOT! Just thought I would say the joke before any of my smart butt friends do. Michelle left in 5th grade for Pennsylvania, Patti left junior year for Bama, Princess just never was here but now calls Wisconsin home, Gomez left after college and is now in Raleigh, Sharonta is in Virginia, Tarah and Jodi hang out in LA...getting the point? I just think that distance between friends sucks. I hate that the people I want to spend my time with are not even close to me in proximity. And, they arent close to each other either, so it is hard to see them all. And, they are my best friends. I think it would be kick-ass if I got a huge paying job or won the lottery and got a private jet and could go all over visiting these folks. Anyway, to all of you losers that left me here in Florida- I miss you.

OK, that is bout all I have today. Watch The Office and Earl tonight...

The Dreamer's First Hump Day Edition

So, half way through the week...like almost exactly because it is around noonish. It is a gorgeous day here in the Sunshine State and I am itching to get out there and do something...like take Mr. Pants to the beach or something. I am a little tired today...long late night phone calls will do that to you. Not complaining though, I like my Josh conversations. Stinks that we dont live in the same place though. Neither here nor there...

Tonight's agenda includes going to my dance class at the gym, getting stuff ready for my garage sale on Saturday and walking Mr. Pants (New Years Resolution #4). I dont go to my dance class for anything other than stress relief. I remain fatter than I would like to be. I attribute that to being happy. I am free from the life I was trapped in and am making decisions for me now. Loving my job, love my family, getting a new house, got a great dog, good friends - and -boyfriend, life is great. So, that is the excuse I use for my widened rear:). That and I eat like a man. When I cant get in my size 4 jeans anymore, I will really get worried.

I suppose once again I am needing to get back to work. Lunch time is over. Are you pickin up what I'm laying down?

2nd Tale from this Dreamer

So, I went to Cracker Barrell for dinner tonight. The chick spoke with a British accent. She claimed that she just chose to have it when she was a kid and that she is from Jacksonville. WHAT? or Whuuuut? However you write it with an accent. I told her she was like Madonna, not from there, but wants to be. Why can't people just be happy in their own skin?

The First of Many Tales of this Dreamer

OK, so Josh had one because Ben has one...so now I have to be a follower not a leader. Jealous? No. Territorial? No. Bored...probably. Love to read about myself...again...probably. I am a 26 year old woman who physically lives in Florida and my heart lives in various places around the world...partly in Paris, some in Hawaii, some in Alabama and North Carolina, some in Wisconsin...getting the picture? My family is all around here, so this is where I hang my hat.

I find that life is a challenge for me daily. I am hoping that soon enough it will calm down and I will be able to breathe without wondering what part of my life may fall apart next. My new year's resolution (or one of the 7) is to avoid DRAMA. It may be crucial to my life expectancy.

I work in staffing - sales and recruiting. The idea of holding someone's hope and pride in my hands is something I dont take lightly. I want to see people's faces when they are starting a new job and I love the feeling of giving them something to go home and be proud of.

Any given day involves me working with my beads or photography - and lately a little crocheting has been in order. I always make time for my favorite dog in the world, Mr. Pants. He is my yellow lab and has really become my partner. He is great.

Really, I am at work now, so I cant BS anymore...I will play with this later.