Books

Ok, so for real, all I want to do is go to the new Barnes and Noble at Neshaminy and walk around. And read. And smell the new paper. And maybe have some tea. And read some more. For at least an hour. Oooohhhh books. I'm a big dork. A big book dork. I could really sit in there forever and just read. And be happy as a fly in shit.


I think I'll buy some books soon!!!



P.S. Excited about becoming an auntie. Dorky about that too. I'll be the one crying when my niece is born. Like a baby.

So Long Ago.

Since I was here. It's been so crazy. Idk where the time has gone. But I'm back.

I put my notice in at Prince yesterday and it felt good. Like a huge weight off my shoulders. I am going to stay at UNO's until I hear from some other places and maybe try Toscana part time. We'll see. Idk.


Don't have too much to say. Other than I'll be starting two new blogs today. A money one. To track my spending and a food diary which seems echh but it helps sooo much.

a whole lifetime...

...is how long it feels like the last week and a half has taken. It's been twelve (more now cause it took me two days to post this) days since my last post and alot has happened. So reasonably, this post may (or may not) be all over the place. To make things easier on myself i'm going to sit here and look at the calendar as I do this.









-Two weeks ago tomorrow, tuesday the seventh. I talked to Erik on the phone. I kept telling him since the wife was coming home he was gonna forget all about me. He told me that WAS NOT going to happen. Haven't talked to him since. So here I am sitting here thinking one of my best friends has completely written me off and i'm getting angry... So I call him and I text him, no response still. I'm kinda upset now. So I call his cousin, he's talked to him. So then yesterday I get on MySpace and from the way things look, his brother died and I feel like an ASS!!! for being mad at him. I still haven't talked to him. I'm kinda worried but I guess he'll call when he feels like talking. P.S. I freakin miss him! ALOT!






-Same day, two weeks ago. I decide to do things for me. I'm tired of being unhappy with the way I look so my diet started. I'm doing incredibly well. I estimate i've lost an average of 8-9 lbs. I have no desire to cheat or quit!!







-The weekend of October 10th. I worked from 1030am til 130 am friday. But got to wear my Phillies T-Shirt so it was ok. (Speaking of the Phils- we're in the World Series!!!! WOO HOO!!!!!!) Then I got a late night phone call (those are becoming more and more common) but I just went home and went to bed. Saturday am, up at 630 (ouch, sleepy much) and off to the BVM flea-market. I did ok. Nicole did great and our cupcakes were a hit. Then I went to work and closed once again ( I think Myles has it out for my life cause it was his idea for me to close). Then Prince on Sunday morning and I literally got done my invoice in 2 and a half hours. Someone asked me to work for them at UNO's so I closed again. Oh yeahhh then I closed Monday and Tuesday. Ughhhh. Craziness.







-So we get mid-week to wednesday and I went to dinner with Joey and Bre! I found out that Auntie's baby is a GIRL!!!! So excited. Plus they asked me to be the baby's Godmother. I think I almost cried....







-Thursday I talked to my bitty for the first time in two weeks. We were supposed to chill this weekend. HahHAhahA, jokes.

life chages.

Ok, so i've decided. It's officially time to grow up. I've been doing alot of thinking. And I have really started to put my life into perspective. Make wiser (not so much wise, but wiser than the previous) decisions. So a few things on my To-Do List of growing up:

• Pay all my bills on time. (This most obviously seems like a no-brainer but it involve things like rationalizing and budgeting and controlling my spending=not so easy)
• Get a kick ass winter wardrobe. I'm tired of looking tired. A few key pieces so I actually look professional occasionally.
• Cook at least once a week. Ideally more than that since I love to cook but with the two jobs it's kind of hard. This also includes putting real food in the house not takeout leftovers and UNO's.
• Turn my house into a home. Like with furnishings and such. Not just shit all over still in boxes. So I can enjoy spending time there. Cause, you know, I do live there!
• GET MY ASS BACK IN SCHOOL!
• Stop wasting my time on men who aren't worth my time.
• Try to live healthily. Like a healthy diet and, you know, the gym every once in awhile. And getting sleep at night.
• Giving my social life a weekly budget. Once it's spent, that's it. I mean, surely when I know I will have a busier week I may allow a little extra for that budget. And on the talk of budgets, I would like to have one for lunch. So I don't spend soo much on eating.
• To go with my kick ass new wardrobe, vow to wear heels 3 days week to work. I think i'm just going to stick with the whole "professional" look.
• Go Green. Welllllll slightly green. All this talk of global warming makes me nervous!
• Speak My Mind! Respectfully!

This is just the beginning. I have more but i'm busy and can't think.

That's all for now,

The now attempting to be grown up kristi.

ambitionless?

"so you have no ambitions then, i suppose?"

the question my possibly well meaning grandfather has for me. dinner last night with him and his diamond fingered, vacation taking, new car buying wife. "what," i ask "do you mean by that?" i mean idealisticly i do HAVE ambitions. i would like to be everything. a doctor-lawyer-chef-make-up artist-housewife-good mother-photographer...etc. the list goes on and on and on...but i've most recently found out that life isn't free...

we make it through dinner with few incidents. the step-grandmother as he so lovingly refers to her as, makes comments under her breath and tells me how my brother should already be mechanically inclined enough to know how to drive. i don't need your two cents. save it for your next piece of jewelry or perhaps your next african safari. i occasionally wonder if her complete lack of respect for my grandfather's offspring has to do with her sons. the bad ones. not her perfect daughters or their perfect children. the one's she warns my aunt about. if you don't be careful they'll end up just like T. and S.

after dinner they want to see my apartment so i take them there. a quick guided tour, a few nice words, a hug, a kiss, a quick slip of a bill into my jacket pocket (because he's not allowed to just give his grandchildren money, per the wife) and he's on his way.



**i don't mean to be rude, or sound disrespectful but when i hold no respect for a person its hard not to. i still feel undermined and manipulated. and nevermind the things i heard said from the horses mouth. we're never more than a pothole you get stuck in on the way to somewhere important. so i won't look at you as anything different in my eyes either.

dos.

blog times two. if i thought things would end up this way, id have quit long ago. for real, can I get a minute where the stress does not pour on me like hurricane katrina on louisiana. so last night the whole vernon situation blew up in my face. i knew that by telling nic that it happened things would never be the same but i didnt want it to happen this way. im pretty sure he wants me dead. he says he doesnt but if the situation was flipped what would i think? i would think not good things....i dont know what to think so ill come back to this later.


not that anyone gives two shits about my opinions but i have some relationship ones. ive been in two long term ones and ive been thinking about maybe looking for someone again on the relationship front. but come on here girls, have some god damned individuality. if you have to ask for permission every time you step to the left thats not a relationship its a dictatorship. since when did society decide that its the man who gets to decide EVERYTHING. whats for dinner, what to watch on TV, what to do, what not to do, this or that, where to go, what to wear, blue toothbrush or green toothbrush, do you want another drink?????? why is it that a woman has to ask her man "can i" rather than let him know "i am". ladies, are we truly that afraid of losing our man because he didnt want us to have a margarita with the girls after work? because he wanted you to come straight home and do his wash, make his dinner, give him sex and go to bed? if he cant accept that you are a person not property than maybe, just maybe he doesnt deserve you. but what happens whe he has a night with the boys? is it the same? why not? but i dont blame the men. i blame the women. for letting them. keep your individuality, leave a little mystery, intrigue, dont give him everything. because then he doesnt have anything to gain and when he gets bored, theres a million other women out there that arent giving him everything...

one.

i've recently developed the need to put my thoughts somewhere other than my head. i think its so i can remember them... so here goes. its me kids, kristi. and im supposing that most of you dont care wtf i think about but you'll surely find some interesting little facts reading this one.

this morning, 930 appt with fannie. bikini wax. havent had one in months and a girl is too too lazy to keep on shaving. i was late, duh. fannie yells at me for that. and then yells at me cause they dont have a recent number for me. shes called me, in recent months to see where i was. and she says "who's been waxing you?" no one i tell her, no one. then she does her thing, the whole time talking to me like shes not putting hot wax on my lil mama. asks about my mom, so i tell her shes good, shes gonna freak when she finds out shes six months away from being a grandmother, but shes good. asks me where her irish potatoes are?? haha i was supposed to make her some. i will, i promise, i will. 52 dollars and a 10 dollar tip later, im on my way home sans hair. thank goodness, and now, i just need some fresh after wax activity!!!! some of what i got most recently would be fantastic...

so then off to work. hell. prince. late, duh. one day my life will be on time. not any time soon though. im here all day today. thursdays. i used to like them. not so much anymore......now its tedious. and my biddy. he's a piece of fucking work. i mean, for real whats it take for a girl to get some on the regular? alot apparently. i feel like a stalker! except not. i give up. white flag and all. no unos today though. which means no five dollar tips on eighty dollar checks, no "is refills of that free?", no annoying guests/hosts/servers/managers.... wellll at least not til tomorrow.

halloween is coming up and im thinking, i might have a halloween party. i guess i should decide. since its so close to my birthday too. yay for my birthday. excited much. i feel old though.