Thursday, April 23, 2009

Magazine at my workplace


Here I am walking through Whole Foods and this catches my eye. I love where I work!

Friday, April 17, 2009

Road Rage in Austin

I really need to just get this out there. I'm amazed how poorly people drive in this town and how it is so freakin' obvious that most of the Austin drivers out there are on auto pilot.

1. Why do people brake when there is no one in front of them?

2. Why do people brake before they get into the turn lane? I can understand if there is someone already there but jeez, get in the turn lane and then break.

3. People who stop in traffic to allow others to turn left in front of them from a cross street. This is probably the most dangerous move out there.

4.. The drivers that forget the school zone has ended and continue to drive 20. Okay let's just chat a bit about slow drivers. Really? Why do you have a car if you are going to drive that slow?? You could possibly walk faster, ride your bike faster....

5. And to those drivers who want to move into another lane....Hey lady! yes you, the one who was on the South Lamar Bridge this morning, in the left lane, wanting to move over into the right lane. You had no cars in front of you so you had been sitting there for awhile with your blinker on (thank you for the blinker). So I honk at you to let you know "hey, move your ass over" and you pause - yes pause....and I guess you are thinking about moving over? Isn't that what you wanted to do? So you move over and I wait......no thank you wave! And of course you are on the phone. I regretted being a friendly Texas driver today.


And lastly...on my way home from work, I sit at the light at Manchaca and Slaughter. There is an HEB to the right and there is always some yahoo that wants to turn left out of the parking lot onto Manchaca. And please note people, there is a light to turn left onto Slaughter from the HEB parking lot that would probably get you to your destination faster and safer. Use it! So the traffic backs up at that light at rush hour every day to allow these left turn people to do their thing.

One day I'm sitting there and this big ole' truck in front of me is sitting about a car lengths from the car in front of it. I'm thinking he is waiting to let one of the cars from the HEB exit in front him. Now let me add a bit more to the picture...I'm in line in that critical spot...the one where when the light turns green, that if everyone ahead of you cooperates, we can get a big group of us through the light. So the light turns green. Mr Big Truck hesitates and then....wait for it....decides to turn right!!! So not only did this affect how many of us made it through the light...he could have turned right at any point while we were sitting there. He had a clear right turn lane just sitting there waiting for him.

If I could have, I would have pulled him over and bitch slapped him.

Friday, April 3, 2009

40 and Single

Child-less, single, old maid, cat lady, cougar and "you are still single?"......these words rumble around in my head. Alot. Probably because they get reinforced daily. Look at Jennifer Aniston. Thank god my life isn't on public display like hers is.

I used to play Bunco with a group of married women. Each month the question would come up "Are you dating anyone?". "You are such a great catch" they would say, "I don't know why you aren't married yet!". Out of frustration one night I said "if I had known at 20 that I would still be single at age 40, I would have worked much harder at finding someone!". That seemed to shut them up for a bit.

At the end of January I decided to go off birth control pills to get my hormones tested. I was told at age 35 that my hormones were a bit off. No one could tell me if I was pre-menopausal or not. But the nurse practitioner said "if you want to have children, I would do so by age 40". I guess your eggs just shrivel up and die at 40. Nothing like a little bit of pressure.

So in a few months I will take the saliva test. I get to spit into a container every other day for a month and I will have a true picture of what my hormones are doing for that month. Why am I going through this? I really want to know if it is possible for me to have kids are not. I want to know the option is still there. You need options. You don't want someone to say "I have bananas and bananas". You want apples, oranges, grapefruit....choices.

So what is next if my hormones are good? Well I know that option is on the table. I also know that I'm fortunate enough to be able to adopt a child if I want to. Or I can choose to not have children and just have a bunch of cats and dogs (goats, chickens etc...). I would also be perfectly happy to meet someone who has children already and be a great stepmom.

Now about meeting someone... Finding a good man is a whole other blog. I know I feel the pressure to find a boyfriend but when you do meet someone, what is the pressure like for them? You want to shield them from it at first. Keep them from your outside group of friends. Not your inside circle, they know what it is like. Your friends are dying for you to meet someone. "Come on, be married like the rest of us!" They think because you are 40 that you only need about 6 months and then you can get married and then get pregnant. Boom! Instant Family! In a box with a bow. But I don't want to rush it. I really want to get to know someone. I want to be able to date someone for 3 months and then say "you know, that just isn't what I wanted". That was okay at 25, why can't it be okay now?

I look at my parents and think "how did it happen to them?". They met in college, fell in love, got married. Boom! Instant Family! I should be thankful they did or I wouldn't be here. My mom had career goals Getting married was not on her list. I thought I would go to college, meet a guy, get married and have kids. I wasn't really planning on finishing college. But it didn't' work out that way. But I wouldn't change how my life has progressed. When I do get married I am going to make a great wife. I've had all this time to watch my friends: their successes and mistakes.

So stay tuned...I will definitely let you know how my test turns out. And if you have any older, single friends. Give them a break. When they have good news about their love life, they will share it. All in good time......

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Animal humor

So my friend Ruth is fostering this dog named Ben. He has been through quite an ordeal with his previous owner (like 4 surgeries after eating a towel). When Ruth received the dog she got all his medical records. One thing that popped out was the previous owner had taken the dog to the vet because his penis seemed to be stuck in the excited state. The vet told her it was "a stress induced hard-on". Really??? Men, does this happen to you as well? We women want to know!

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Latest Documentary and the gym

Okay I'm behind on this blog thing. I have really great ideas but bad follow through.



Yesterday I watched "The Real Dirt on Farmer John". This doc was released in 2006 so I'm a bit behind in watching it. After watching it I realized I wanted more information on how they sustain their farm today. The film did a great job at roping me into this farmer's story but I felt it covered too much and maybe should have narrowed it's focus a bit. I definitely recommend it to anyone that is interested in farming and organics.



And now a side note....I went back to the gym yesterday after not working out for a month. Now I haven't been a complete couch potato., I still walk my dog most every day.

My trainer Alex was sort of easy on me but he still pushed me. After my bout with rhabdomylosis last year my muscles shake way more than they used to. It is actually kind of funny. Towards the end of my workout I noticed a very attractive girl in the trainer area. I made some mention to my trainer about her and he said "oh yeah her (very casually like he hadn't ever noticed her)...I think she used to be a gymnast". So after my workout I was telling my trainer a story while I was signing my log. Little miss perfect butt interrupts us "Do you have a pen?". So my trainer hands over his pen. I go back to my story. "Do you have a piece of paper?". So he finds a piece of paper to hand her. And again..."Do you have a baseball?". She then proceeds to completely ignore the fact that I was talking to my trainer (who I pay by the way missy) and says "do you see this knot on my thigh..I just can't work it out". She then proceeds to flex her non-cellulite thigh for him to see said knot. I just walked away. Next time I go to the gym I'm bringing my baseball........