Who sat in gum?!?!

The clouds are covering the sky, the air is crisp, and there is no sun in sight.....ahhh yes it's that time of the year again. Nope, not Canada Day which is fast approaching much to my delight, but the inevitable crunch of job interviews. I have 3 scheduled already and......I don't wanna gggooooooo!!!! Uhhum..sorry about that, no more whining I promise. I'll make it through just fine it's just that they tend to make me feel like I'm back in school giving an oral presentation or something equally as unpleasant. There truly is no point to todays ramble, just felt the need to share my mild feelings of discomfort. Thanks for reading......I don't know about you, but I feel MUCH better!

I don't want to be Queen anymore

Just thinking about today gave me a headache and made my stomach bunch into a tight little fist that felt the need to pulse in my gut every time I thought I had mellowed a little. Dealing with lawyers and fighting through a separation agreement is not my idea of a fan-ta-bu-lous start to the weekend and it kind of still pisses me off that it came to this. As an added bonus, just because I've been such a good person and the Crap Fairy felt it had been too long since our last visit together, the mound of drama, ridiculousness and general 'shit that needs to be dealt with' is becoming a little much for someone who is trying to keep the peace.
I've been sitting here just trying to envision what would happen if I was actually trying to stir the pot.

Thank you Tara

I find it silly to watch myself sometimes. I know I look like a moron but I just can't seem to help myself, it's uncontrollable. For instance....I had my hair cut and 'highlighted' yesterday, after I got a look at myself in the mirror I couldn't stop doing that goofy-faced grin you get when you know you look better than you did before (though by no means a raging beauty) but nobody else around you knows why you're smiling like that so to them you just look mildly insane.

Ode to Marriage

This wedding is proving to be full of little surprises, some I just don't think I need to share with the world at large and others I find mildly amusing. I've got a 'date' for the wedding which is sweet...he's been a friend for so many years it's great that we still keep in touch. Old ghosts have started to emerge from the dark depths of my closet, in fact I spent 2 hours on the phone with such a ghost last night. I'm still not really sure how I feel about that, or the things that were said...some I've felt were long overdue but I need time to swallow it all, it took me by surprise. I'm sure that there is more to come, especially once we all get into this church for a wedding that I can't stop giggling about.
I'm already stocking up on film.
I'm not the person I used to be guys....neither are you....please remember that.

I'm sorry, what was that?

I just spent 15 mins writing a post and then re-read it and changed my mind. I no longer have time to rewrite it and I don't think I really know what it was I wanted to say in the first place. Oh lord, I truly am a blonde.

Bite your tongue!

Ramblings of a Semi-Drunk Mind

I went out tonight, against my better judgement- yes of course. But is it wrong I ask you, that my clevage made a gay guy lick the window he was looking at me through? I think not. I've discovered in my age (because I'm sooo old) and many years of 'life lessons' that I've become very sentimental and honest when drinking. Sometimes honest to the point where people just can't handle it. Now here is my question to you....Do you honestly think it's fair to judge me and make me feel guilty for admitting what you always knew and didn't want to hear, or should you accept what I'm saying and take it with a grain of salt. I'm sorry world, but I need to be free to be myself for once in my life. You're either with me or worry about your own life because I'm starting over as of now.

Insert Clever Title Here

Ah, my first day with my new blog. It offers so many possibilities, and yet makes me long for the sanity I would have if I had just kept the last one. Here goes nothing.