I owe my soul to the company store… (or orthodontic office in this case)

*going to apologize in advance if this doesn’t make sense I’m on a lot of drugs.

I managed to survive my first week of work (barely) I wouldn’t recommend starting a new job with a sinus infection and an ear infection… just an FYI in case you didn’t know that. BUT so far things are ok, just going to take some time to get over my spoiled princess role in my last job… going from working with someone for a long time where you knew all the little quirks, to a new office with a whole set of new quirks is pretty strange to say the least.  Also remembering to be nice to people …

I’m pretty pleasant normally so it’s not like its hard exactly, but I mean remembering to ask them about their day and holiday plans and blah blah blah… and then pretending to care and repeating my holiday plans over and over again… don’t get me wrong I can BS with the best of them and I’m not afraid to drag out a conversation but MAN it wears on you!!! (as my friend Steph would say: I’ve been drinking the “haterade”) but UG how many times can you have the same conversation... I've already branched out a little and a nice little bonus- found a jewelry maker (score!) It’s also ruined all my shopping experiences in stores… now when I’m in Publix and they asked me what my plans were for Thanksgiving, all I could think about was some marketing person told her to say that to “connect with the consumer”… I feel cheated  and needless to say my shopping was less of a pleasure! ;)

But the good news is none of this is particularly hard and I’m sure it will be even easier when I’m not hacking up internal organs, hopefully week 2 is pretty smooth sailing, now if I could just talk them into getting a Keurig I’d be set I mean who isn’t nicer with coffee!

I’ve got my hushpuppies on I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll…

So come Monday I’ll be starting a new job for the first time in like 8 years… and I’m freaking out just a smidge.  Not only is it the whole learning curve thing, but new people women, yup all women in this office and that terrifies me. I’ve worked plenty of jobs in the past with women and it’s always a tricky balance. Sometimes everyone gets along great and in fact some of my best friends are women I worked with and then you have those other times were it seems like “Clash of the Titans” meets “Cat Scratch Fever” and its U-G-L-Y…

I have lots of girl friends (see my last post) but I’ll tell you, one thing they all have in common is they aren’t insecure about who they are and I love that about them. Each one of them is different and wonderful in their own ways.  One of the hardest things about dealing with women is when they have no sense of “self” and boy does it carry over when they meet someone who does. So I’ll just apologize in advance now for my: hair, makeup, jewelry, body, attitude, clothes, breathing (you get the point).  I’m sure there are worst things in life then being sized up and dismissed by another woman either because you are too pretty, not pretty enough, dressed to slutty, or not slutty enough (the list can go on and on) but it still wears you down and makes you question “is it me?”  So I’m going to answer it for you: NOPE!  It’s never you and it’s always her…

I’ve seen it happen right before my own eyes to my friends, I’ve had it happen to me and at the end of the day what it boils down to is that beotch wishes she was as fabulous as you and you should own it… and then come hang out with me because I’m probably going to need all the new friends I can get since I’m sure no one in my new office is going to like me (I kid I kid) Actually I’m sure they are all really nice women and I’m really looking forward to starting a new adventure… and if they don’t like me for the awesomeness I’m bringing to their office then it’s their problem because I know myself and I own it! ;)

And you thought you hated the dentist!

So a little while ago I was sitting in the pediatric dentist office while my kids were getting their teeth cleaned and I happened upon a situation that was just begging to be blogged about. This poor mom of 4 kids, 3 of which were actually there for the dentist and one that was too little, so if my estimations were right she had 4 kids all 5 and under! Enough to drive anyone bonkers and the fact that she also spoke in such a low and even keel tone made me want to ask her what she was on and who her doctor was so I could score some.

SO here is the scene as it unfolded: The youngest kid, who had to be about 18 months or so had apparently thrown up and couldn’t go to his day care. Mistake #1, cancel the freaking dentist they will get over it! BUT apparently she was under the impression the whole waiting room wanted his germs so she was there like a champ. At some point that morning she had grabbed her husband’s phone so she had called him at work to come and get it and the baby and take him to the pediatrician who is located right down the street (which is also mine so I might get to witness another show at some point) Meanwhile her phone is also blowing up because of some problem she is having at work, so her husband shows up to get the baby, and the 2^nd youngest kid that was already done and take them both to the pediatrician while she waits and is dealing with her work issues. She was actually gamely trying to work out whatever the issue was and was asking him what he could take off and help with. He responded with “I wasn’t planning on taking off the whole day”, to which I would have thrown his phone at him, but she actually took that pretty well instead of screaming at him why he thought his job was more important (told you she had good drugs) She eerily  pretty calmly started calling around for a sitter… SO just when you think this guy is in the clear she drops a bomb on him (to which we all in the waiting room can hear) she asks him in front of everyone there: “would you have come up here if I didn’t have your phone?” Mistake #2, ever heard the phrase ask a stupid question….  To which he responds “well, probably not” Mistake #3- what a freaking dumbass!! LIE TO HER YOU IDIOT!!  She then looks at me and asks me if I could believe he just said that… I was pretending to read a magazine and trying to look like I wasn’t eavesdropping on her (but hey don’t live it out right in front of me if you don’t want me to blog about it). I told her the same thing I tell all of my girlfriends which is: “he has a penis”  seems to answer pretty much any dumb male thing…

 I looked at this whole situation from a bunch of different angles and actually ran it past a few males to get their opinions. I really can’t tell you who is more to blame in this situation… I can understand her frustration and desire to ask a question like that… and I can understand his “I was only being honest” answer which I’m sure he clung to like a drowning man that night as she ripped him a new one… but my professional opinion on this is they are both morons! She really shouldn’t have asked that question because she KNEW what he was going to say, and he never should have answered it truthfully because all it was going to do was piss her off… At the end of the day all she was looking for was some support which she was obviously not getting from him. The secret correct answer to this entire debacle would have been for him to not even answer, give her a hug and tell her they would work out the babysitting issue and everything would be fine… and they act like we are so hard to figure out!

Where my girls at…

I jumped on the bandwagon on facebook today for all the Thanksgiving thankfulness… which since I’m such a non conformist normally is kinda weird for me, but hey we all have our sentimental moments and I probably have low blood sugar or something… But I can without a doubt say I don’t know where I would be without my girls!

I’m so grateful for all my girl friends and the strengths I see in them that inspire me to be a better person. Like my dear friend whose husband left after years of being married and everyday is a struggle but she gets up and faces it with a smile, her spirit is undeniable! Or my old friend whose husband has made a TON of mistakes and she stuck by him and has helped him through so much, her well of strength floors me and I can honestly say  I don’t think I have it in me to do half the stuff she has.

 My friend who embraces life to the fullest and is collecting every story for her tell all book one day J which has inspired me to write when I can.  The one that has got it together better than I could ever hope to, I hope to raise my daughter to follow in her footsteps. The one that set out to attain her goals and has never let anything stand in the way of her success J just being around her makes me tired and appreciate her type A personality.  My two dear friends that made up our little trio and no matter what would never judge and would only offer solutions to problems and a listening ear whenever it was needed. 

To my one that lives far away, but no matter how far we always pick up right where we left off and the one that I hardly ever see, but it never seems to matter when we are together. My one that moved across country for her career and is so completely sure of herself that I often try to think about how she would handle situations and emulate her.  My one that is always willing to tell me her opinion on how to handle things but is never offended when I don’t necessarily take it.  And to the sister of my heart that has supported me through thick and thin, has laughed and cried with me and will always be there for me. 

I’m truly blessed to have my girls and I hope that they feel blessed to have me, not only because of how much I love them but because they are all a part of me and make up the story of me. I often borrow on their strengths and determination to handle my life situations and I hope I can do them proud. J

Missed me, missed me….

Back my popular demand… If you count one person asking me why I have been so lazy about writing lately popular J 

I have been a super slacker lately… honestly not going anywhere anymore except to drop the kids off at school and to the mall and grocery store doesn’t give me the most scintillating experiences to write about … don’t get me wrong, I love having a clean house and not feeling like I’ve been pulled in 20 different directions during the day, but some days are pretty stir crazy.  SO I’m making a Halloween resolution (yes they have those, it’s the Wiccan New Year after all) to do better and write about something even if it’s my trials in laundry management and the fact that the guy in the ice cream shop wouldn’t stop talking to me (both true scenarios) Maybe something interesting will start happening to me if life knows I’m on the lookout for stuff to write about. J