Thursday, February 3, 2011

It's been far to long...

Good Morning my dear, and precious 8 faithful (or not so faithful) readers of mine. i have been quite busy for sometime with work, and the whole being as big as a beached whale for 9 months. (: but I am back and I kind of like it. I've been trying for the last couple of days to write about something insightful and hilarious but I just keep coming back to my babies and realizing I've got nothing funny until the youngest learns to talk. So instead I guess I'll let you all in on my life as of late.

These are my puppies. they aren't this small anymore, they weigh about 20 some pounds possibly a little bigger, but they are my lap dogs, haha. They are German Shepard, Pit Bull, Chiuaua mix, yes, I said. Mom was the G.S., P.B., and dad was the little annoying yelper, have that image in your head when you lay down to sleep. They are two very good puppies, for the most part, and even for all of their anatics that get them in trouble nothing could make me love them less, especially when they curl up in my lap to nap. Sam (the black and white one) is my buddy. He's cuddly, fluffy and the biggest goof (ball)puppy around. Hunter is the protector, the slightest noise has him at attention, and on his toes. With these two around I feel like I could sleep at night.

This is my addition to this crazy world. Born January 6th, at 12:56 pm, weighing in at a grand total of 8 lbs 6.6 ounces and 20 1/2 inches long. This is Patrick James, his name comes from Patrick's late dad (he passed back in May only a month before the anniversary of his mom's death), and my daddy. This little boy, I would give my life for if it came down to it. He has become my world and I wouldn't want that any other way. Since the first day he was here he tried to hold his head up, and he pushes away with his legs. He's a smart little feller. When he smiles at me, my heart melts and I would give him everything he wants (if he could ask for it). I think my favorite is when he just wants lay on my chest and sleep or when he's in my arms and just studying my face like it's a painting. I think I'm kind of partial to him. :P

But seriously now, I ended up with the flu (or some version of it) on Monday, half way through me getting over it, the baby end up getting it. Now that I am over and the baby is doing better, Big Patrick has it. As the they say, "the family that stays together gets sick together..." or something like that, lol.

Have a warm and healthy day!!

5 Songs stuck in my head:
Unskinny Bop- Poison
The Right Stuff- New Kids on the Block
Live & Let Die- Guns and Roses
Yesterday- The Beatles or Boys II Men (choose one)
Mary Jane's Last Dance- Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Look What The Cat Dragged In

I really haven't had the best material to write about in a long while, but after last night I'm sure this will be fun!
I must state before hand that I am 8 months pregnant with a baby boy! He's welcome at anytime though I hope he waits until December 28th when he is expected. Smalls has been the best thing to happen to us in the last 2 years! He's a wiggler but it hasn't been to bad.
Anyways, now on to the terrific night I had last night!
I spent last night out at the Horseshoe for the Bret Michael's concert. If you didn't know me you would probably wonder why a 22 year old would want to see an old rocker like that, but I will tell you if I EVER get to see any concerts from hair bands I will enjoy every moment! I am a 80's hair band fanatic! So I went to the concert, and love it. It was made even better when the 40 year old women wearing skinny jeans, fringed leather jackets, leopard print, and big hair, started making fools of themselves by acting like 14 year old girls at the Justin Bieber concert! The outfits were terrible! The hair had frizz and bumps, and sideways pony tails. I have no problem with 80's dress but this was just awful! It was more fodder for the fire! As my cousin and I sat down for a quick bite in Legends, the table next to us stood up and picked up their signs (yes, I said signs). Bright lime green poster board sporting things like 'I love you, Bret!' 'Marry me!'. ya know the usual signs at concerts! One women at this table was wearing skinny jeans, gold herculean heels with the ties on the outside of the jeans and a leopard print top, if that doesn't make your head hurt than I don't know what will. My cousin and I just started cracking up after they left, and we couldn't believe that a 40 some year old women would even consider go out in public like that. To say the least, I loved the concert, and so did Smalls! He was rocking out, just a wiggling away! The only time he kicked me hard was when the music stopped! He's going to be my little rocker and I have no problem with that! He didn't like the drum solo either, and I know that because he stuck his foot as far in my rib cage as he possible could get and pushed! It was the worst pain I could ever imagine.
So let's enjoy the day thinking about all of the 40 year old women who makes a fool of themselves and rejoice in the fact that it gives us something to brighten the day!
Later guys,

Thursday, June 17, 2010

im pretty sure vibrators are the best invention since dinosaur chicken nuggets

So it is definantly a late night blogging kind of day. I spent a portion of today at work and the other sitting on the couch, but at this point I don't give a rat's ass about shit.
I miss my baby sister like a bad habit. She's always been the one who has made the jerk-holes actually look like jerk-holes, she is my best friend when it comes to not being so lonely in a jerk-hoe filled world. lol. I'm tired of the highschool bull shit!!! It's so hard being myself anyways why should I put even more effort into you liking me!! If I pick on you, deal with it, it's my way of saying hey you're cool, let's be friends. I'm not trying to be mean, I'm just being me. Don't jump on my grill about being a bitch, I am that's for sure, but I do enjoy having people to talk to too. I'm that bad habit you can't get rid off. I'm the looney at the looney bin that just seems right to pick on and the some jerk-holes think it won't hurt me, but it does. I'm not as crazy as you think I am, I'm just goofy, always have been. I learned when I was little it's better to speak up then stay quiet.
Whatever, I give up!

Sorry about all the griping just been a long couple of weeks that won't end!

Friday, May 14, 2010

The World Folds in Two.

I know, I know, It's been AGES(!!) and I feel terrible, but I've been terribly busy! I've had so much on my mind lately and I don't know what's going on anymore! (like I ever did before). I have just realized that I have nothing interesting to tell you guys! ):
My best friend (not Jes, the other one), is not talking to me, but I have no idea what I did, and I'm pretty sure it is baby related hormones to make me look like a bitch (which I am, but that's never mattered before). I'm really not sure why I would be attacked like that, and why after being friends for 4 years (and been through what's she's going through) she would treat me like this. We had plans for Thunder (over Louisville, for those who don't understand) and she told me she wasn't going because she had just found out she was pregnant, and then turns around the week afterward and posts pictures of our friends and her hanging on the Waterfront. Fine, Fine, be that way. If you didn't want me to go, tell me, but don't ever just wait until the last minute and then ignore me. On top of Thunder, she won't answer my phone calls or text me back. Fine, I give up.
Anywho, On to something else, less frustrating. I keep looking out the window of Wick's and on the corner of Westport and Goosecreek there is one of those 'Wacky inflatable arm flailing tube men' and it's kinda mesmerizing and freaking me out at the same time. I'm not sure why... (ok, Lizz is crazy, we know this. Always has been.) I'm really not sure why I'm rambling on like I am but I'm bored so that may be the best excuse.
So we are doing Pizza by the Slice here at Wick's and on the window we have this 'Pizza dude' drawn and it says (and I'm not lying) "Take me hoem or Eat me here." If that doesn't make you laugh a little I don't know what will.
Alright, I'm out for the day and I will see y'all later!!
<3 Lizz

5 Songs....
To many that I can't even list them...

Thursday, March 11, 2010

The many faces of J.C.

No not, Jesus or Joey Combover but of June Cleaver....

Mrs. Cleaver may be a simple housewife but there is more to her than anyone can even guess. Ward is probably a very sexually satisfied man, and the Beaver grew up a great life. She never had any promiscuous skeletons in her closet and she always had a kiss and lunch packed for her handsome husband and lovely kids. Dinner was ate at the table not in front of the TV and it was always at dinner time (6). It never mattered what was going on in the neighborhood or what the local gossip was saying that day. She is the person most women want to be and most men want to have.
Don't get me wrong, I'm all for women in the workplace and the right to vote, even though I don't. I just believe that a mother should be home with her kids and taking care of her family is top priority. I will work until the day my first child is born and I will pick up a flexible job when the last of them go into kindergarten. But to each their own.
So June, don't go getting worked up about not knowing what to do when your kiddos move out, there is a place in the work force for you. And June keep your sassy coming.

5 Songs stuck in my head:
Need You Now- Lady A
Only You Can Love Me Like That- Keith Urban
Bad Romance- Lady Gaga
Down- Jay Sean
Blue Jeans and a Rosary- Kid Rock

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Tye-dye and Meaties!!

Lord, I don't know where to start!! I have successfully pissed off my General Manager and he has successfully made my life a little bit worse. He just happened to turn it around on me by giving me only 4 days, 3 of which are doubles. Cool, that I got Friday off but not so cool that I can't go out and drink Friday night because I have to be in at 10 am. I wasn't going to anyways but he ruined my option... lol. I'm so sick of Wick's and pizza and tye-dye that I would like to burn everything... ok maybe not quite that bad but pretty close. (: <-- Fred has joined us today.

Here are some very recently learned facts:
-My dad is Detroit-phobic (or so I think)
- I enjoy those from Detroit...
- I enjoy older gentleman... (:
- I am a secret Kid Rock fan! haha, not so secret if you have read my blog very often.

So now I must go uphold my leadership in the Official Irish Drinking Team... more like I have to go clock back in off of break and get back to work... ):

5 Songs Stuck in my Head:
Rock You Like a Hurricane- Scorpians
Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound- Hank Williams, Jr. and Kid Rock
Better Than Me- Hinder
Why?- Jason Aldean
You Belong to Me- Jason Wade

Monday, January 11, 2010

there was a guy here who managed to get his head stuck in a fishbowl. no, I don't fuckin know how!

Alright, I think my computer isn't freaking out anymore... Well, as of today it is being good. So, on to be a dork and telling you all that I honestly missed you!!!

Now onto business...
I have recieved a very amazing award from Meatbag over at "Why? How? and other abstract questions." and will be accepting it graciously..... finally. Thanks Meatbag! Just because I blog from Kentucky doesn't mean I was born and raised there but to me it doesn't matter where your point of origin is, it's a matter of where it takes you. :)

Now, that I am done with business, I will go on about things that only matter to me. haha. :)

It has been almost 2 years (in March) since I met Patrick and almost 2 years (in April) since we started dating. I've known for a long while now that I have a romantic on my hands, but he topped it with his proposal. As cliche as it sounds, he proposed Christmas morning, and I wasn't expecting it. He had stuffed a stocking with a bunch of UK stuff, movies and even the Abominadable Snowman, but put the ring in the toe. So I'm pulling all of these things out of the stocking and finally get to this gum ball machine container, you know like the ones you get the little 25cent toys in, and that's when he just looked at me with these big old eyes. Of course I said yes, I may be crazy but at least I'm crazy enough to take a giant step towards something I want! I am crazy about him and I love him more than anyone could ever possibly figure out!

Though I must stay in touch with Jes more and slow down on the stressful life I'm leading, I am truely happy, something I thought was only a fairytale. Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I've only been back at Wick's for 2 months and I am already burned out, so I applied to the Daycare that just opened up, still have no idea if I got the job, but I feel a little better with the thought that I may get this job and be able to only work 3 nights at Wick's. It's not the same as when I first started many moons ago but it works for now. Hopefully we will be able to work up some money in the next couple of years to start a new chapter in life and move to Georgia or Alabama, open our diner that we want and buy our house. It would be nice to live in a small town where everyone knows everyone else again.

I must be going and on to my next adventure! Yay!

5 Songs stuck in my head:
All Summer Long- Kid Rock
Fat Lip- Sum 41
Translyvanian Concubine- Rasputina
The Way You Look Tonight- Frank Sinatra
Hero Heroine- Boys like Girls