The Adventures of Being Me

I woke up early, 8AM, opened my and the cats' gifts from Santa. Cats got a circle that a ball rolls around in, rope covered balls, and a fuzzy teaser (shorter version of a fishing pole w/out the long string). I got a soap and lotion bath set in vanilla and milk scent and some candy canes with a light up pen. Took cats out and then went over to my parents' house. Had hamburgers for lunch. Dad had to announce the hamburgers came from the extra supplies from the 4th of July (Mom is on the committee). I said "We love to eat 6 month old hamburgers". It tasted like hamburger. We started Miracle on 34th Street with Natalie Wood and opened presents. I got 2 sets of pj's my Mom shorten before I left, a large bottle of Target moisturing bath wash with no scent, and a kitty calendar. Tried on pj's for Mom to shorten and they fit nicely so I won't be taking them back. Mom thought they were a little big, but then pj's should be baggy for rolling around in your bed....

Had the day off to go to Omaha for the family Christmas with aunts, uncles, and cousins on my Mom's side Sunday. My aunt had ham and vegetables baking so we had a wait a while til all was done. My Des Moines sister and her family was there already. Baby niece danced around with the music like a ballerina. Soon more people arrived and we dug into the buffet. Next we chatted in the living room and my brother and sisters and parents exchanged gifts with my Nebraska sister. As I was picking up the wrapping paper I grabbed one of my nieces' presents and gave it to her. She said it wasn't hers. I wrapped their gifts so I know I put in them. Apparently my niece was feeling bad because her sisters got light up pens and she didn't. It was under the wrapping paper. Yes my nieces rip open presents in their piles and then can't remember whose stuff is whose and who gave it to them. In their going around the room thanking everyone for their presents, we have to remind what we ga...

My mother can never understand why I'm not dating anyone I know from my workplace. Here's why: I work with weirodes or they are already married. Example: Tonight I get a guy working for another company asking if these keys belong to my company. Yes. I reach out for them and he takes them away stating I owe him $1. Excuse me? Yeah see, he gets a quarter for returning luggage carts so we owe him $1 since he is returning our keys he found on the sidewalk. Sorry, we don't give out money for turning in keys, have to ask the owner about that. He threatens to throw them back on the sidewalk where he found them if I won't give him $1. Go ahead, I reply, my coworkers will find them. He finally hands them over yelling somebody owes him a dollar. I'm sorry to ask, but is this male humor and this conversation suppose to be amusing? Later he comes by and tells my coworkers what a horrible and mean person I am for not rewarding him for turning in keys and still yelling how we owe...

I read an amusing article about dating crazy cat ladies. I may be a 2 cat owner, but I wouldn't call myself crazy. Yes I am fully aware they are animals, not people with fur. Though I often refer to them as my babies with fur or fur-covered sweethearts since I have none in the human form. I simply treat them as beings with feelings and needs instead of decorations lying around the house like many people do. I also gladly point out to friends that I don't have many of the problems that other people have with their cats because I pay attention to their needs so they are not destroying furniture or scratch visitors. Then again I do have a calm temperment too. Though they do have the emotional range of many humans so that could be why they thought as people with fur. They get sad, lonely, elated, excited, angry, fearful, bored, curious, content, (horny if not spayed or neutered) and spiteful. They need attention, exertion in play, cuddle time, naps, windows to look at of, high plac...

Went over to my parents' house for my oil change (Dad insists on doing this so I let him). He used the last of my oil supply so he will get some more on sale. Sure I'll pay him for it when I get my tax refund check. Then just before the big curve before entering the town, I saw a fox. Haven't seen one by the road before. It came up to the gravel shoulder and ran away as I passed. On the way there, I pawned my promise ring to get rid of it. I got $14 for it, $1 for city fee so it was $15 originally. Dad said those pawn shops pay 1/10th of an item's value so he who shall not be named paid plenty for it. It is 10k gold and 1/10 carat diamond on top so I am sure he didn't pay more than $100 for it. Probably got it at Walmart. The guy weighed it saying the ring is all gold and no weight from the diamond. Oh well, it's gone like him. Ta ta. Tree branches still cover the town park and everyone's yard. Someone built a manufactured home next to my parents' house...

I don't believe what just happened. Rephrase: I can believe it, I just don't want to. I'm up waiting for the Hershey kisses off the peanut butter cookies to solidify so I can stack them in a container, otherwise I would be in bed. The phone rings at 12:30 AM and guess who it is. The guy from work who would never give me his number and last time we spoke was right before Halloween when my niece was visiting. In the message he gives me his cell to call him back and says he will try to get me at work. Ha, I don't work til Thursday. Why do I always get the weirdoes? After a month and a half of silence, he finally gives me his number. What game is he playing cause I don't like it? Think I should call him back? I'm guessing he was drunk and found my number in his cell directory and thought, Oh let's call Jordan to see what's she's doing. Men. Post later. Bye!

I finished The Heroin Diaries written by Nikki Sixx. I read The Dirt twice and love Nikki Sixx, don't ask why cause I'm unsure the what the draw to him is. I highly recommend it to anyone interested in drug recovery. It is not quick solution of getting sober and all the problems disappear, the problem is staying sober when hit with heavy stress. Emotional trauma will overcome all logical thinking, as the book proves. I quote "My marriage hit the rocks. I hit the drugs." Though he does ask why didn't anyone say anything to him about his falling apart. I know why, cause he wasn't ready to hear it. When he saw a fortune teller forecasting that he will die if he doesn't change his ways, he laughed and refuse to believe him. He does die and has an out of body experience. And what does he do when he wakes up, he rips the IV out of his arm and cusses at the nursing staff to go home to do more drugs. Need I say more? I think in The Dirt after he fell down airplane...

Don't you just love the sound of tree branches falling in the morning. We had a nice little ice storm here. Many w/out power, but not here, down southern Iowa. I decided to postpone my shopping and visiting sister for laundry. She said the niece is watching xmas specials on tape or dvd. Ticker tape on TV said hospitals and clinic centers were closed along with basketball games in local high schools, so it must be bad tonight. Mom said tree branches were falling all around the yard and snow plows were tossing them in people's yards. She made Dad take a picture. One big one crashed through the neighbor's house and the guy put a garbage can lid to catch the drips after he tried to plastic sheet the hole. It hit the guest room closet so only valuable junk being stored away got soaked. No branches falling here, though when it got dark I thought someone put lights on the trees outside but no it is just covered in ice. Though it is pretty reflecting in the street lights. I've ...

Friday they were predicting a snow storm this weekend and my manager called in sick. I heard a coworker said he went shopping when the ice storm hit last weekend, when he called in saying he was too scared to drive to work. You can imagine how angry the manager was hearing that. A janitor came by saying hello. He told me another janitor was promoted to Airport Operations so I gave him the guy's Christmas card to deliver. Apparently, the other guy got a puppy for his nephew who wanted it so badly and begging for it for days, and then 2 days after receiving puppy lost interest, so this guy is stuck with this puppy he didn't want. Recently the puppy messed the floor cause nobody took it out all day and puppy couldn't hold it in any longer. I took it that the place he got the puppy didn't allow returns. This janitor I'm talking to has cats so he couldn't take it from him. Poor puppy. I called my manager asking if she will be well enough to feed my cats this weekend...

Let it snow...Someplace else. We made the national news today when 2 planes on opposite sides of the airstrip tried to take off, wiggled, and skidded off into the slush. One guy slipped when exiting the plane and the fire department was present and had the guy in a neck brace. No planes were permitted to come or go between 8 AM-2:30 PM. According to my manager. I read an article on msn.com about it and it said 1 plane skidded, no injuries, and closed airport a few hours. Whatever you wish to believe. Manager was happy I arrived at 3 when I was suppose to be there at 2. I went outside in the rain, poked the key through the ice several times to break through, and couldn't turn key. Hit and kick the door and manage to turn key. Kick some more and door still won't open. I give up. Call manager to have someone get me cause my doors are iced shut. I can rent a car to get home. At least the kitties refused to leave the doorway with the pouring rain and actually ran back upstairs to go...