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It’s just one of those days.  When ya don’t wanna wake up.  Everything is fucked, everybody sucks.  You don’t really know why, but you wanna justify rippin’ someone’s head off.

Yeah, I am PMSing.  And I am totally going old school and throwing out lyrics to Limp Bizkit’s “Break Stuff” song.  Which is sort of funny because T and I totally listened to this song on the way to the Braves vs. Yankees round 2 last night.

Anyway, I am just in one of those moods.  Nothing particular is bothering me, but I feel like I could snap.

I am so over working at the moment.  I feel like a slave to the man, busting my ass to make other people look good, but not really getting much in return.  Not a lot of pay.  No time off. (I think this is compounded by the fact that T has basically had the last 2 weeks off because his new job doesn’t start until Monday).

I love my job, but I feel burned out.  I want a break.  A mini vacation.

I want to sleep late and lounge at the pool, soaking up rays.  I haven’t been to the pool once this year.

I want to be able to go to the gym and have the energy to go at the end of the day because I’m not drained from working all day.

Even though I’ve been working full time for the last 4 years, it’s hard to accept the fact that I will no longer have all summer off to lounge around, travel or do whatever else I want.  And it just sucks.  A lot.

I want to be able to pack my bags and head to wherever I want without having to worry about taking time off.  Maybe I should start my own company one of these days so I can be boss.

I am also a fan of mandatory half days on Fridays.  It’s summer time.  No one is really busting their ass too hard.  We wouldn’t be missed if we left at 1:00 on Friday.  Things could definitely wait until Monday to be handled.

At least the weekend is almost here…I live for the weekends.

So, what’s gotten you irritated lately?


This post is a part of 20SB’s Looking Back Blog Carnival, and Ben & Jerry’s is awarding free ice cream to lucky bloggers and readers!”

I decided this would be a fun way to share some more about me to my newer readers.  This post was originally written on February 22, 2008, about a month into my blogging career, and provides a little insight into who I am.

So I guess I’m Like Heinz 57

I am a mutt, a Heinz 57 if you will.  My dad is American and my mom is German.  I have family on both sides of the Atlantic.  I hold citizenships in the US and Germany (I guess I should finally get that passport).  If we had a large family reunion, my family wouldn’t be able to have a real conversation because the Germans speak no English and the Americans speak no German.  For a long time when I was younger, I struggled with my identity because I wasn’t 100 percent of any nationality.

Until I was 7, I lived in various parts of Germany and went to pre-school there and had German friends, but I also went to American elementary school and had American friends.  I could blend into the culture.  My mom’s entire family is over there, and before I moved to the US, I could switch between German and English with no struggle what so ever.  Hell, I was my dad’s translator because at that time his German was not so great.

When we finally moved to Georgia, I was embarrassed to be different.  I didn’t want to be the weird foreign girl with the funny name.  I wanted to be a Jessica, Amy or Kelly and blend into the group of American kids.  I tried as hard as I could to hide the German side of me (even though my name totally gave it away).  I stopped speaking in German.  My mom would ask me something in German, and I would answer in English.  I was in elementary school and I really didn’t want to stand out.

Fast forward a few years to high school, and my feelings had totally changed.  I no longer wanted to blend into the crowd, instead I wanted to stand out.  I stopped caring about what other people thought of me and did my own thing.  My weird name became cool.  People knew who I was because I was the only one in a school of thousands.  People never had to use my last name to figure out who I was.  There were never 5 Bings in a class.  If I forgot my last name on my homework, the teacher could still give me a grade since he/she knew who I was.  It was awesome.

Now as I think back to the time when I was an uncertain kid and pre-teen, I could kick myself for letting my German get away from me.  I still understand a lot and I can hold a decent conversation with people, but sometimes it is a struggle.  I forget the meanings of simple words or can’t think of how to say a certain phrase.  I can read and write it a little, but I need help from my mom or sister (S has been taking German since 8th grade and is majoring in it now) because I never took it in school.  My high school in Georgia didn’t offer it, so I took French (which I minored in but can’t speak that well because I was embarrassed that I would suck).  At times I find it hard to communicate with my German grandparents (Oma and Opa), and that makes me really sad.  I can’t tell them everything I want to because I can’t find the words to express myself.

I am trying to better my German.  There is this girl I know who is working here, and she is from Germany.  We have started hanging out and I’m hoping my German will improve some once we start hanging out more.

The moral of this post is:  Be proud of your heritage and never try to hide it.  I’m Heinz 57, and I’m glad!

I had the fattest of fat kid lunches today!  On Father’s Day, T and I grilled up some amazingly delicious ribs for my dad.  Along with the ribs, we made a tasty coleslaw and Lipton onion potatoes.  We had planned to eat them for dinner last night, but we got the boot from our house for a real estate visit and went out to eat instead.

I decided I would eat them for lunch today, but went to bed last night and forgot to pack them into a lunch.  Lucky for me, T was a sweetheart and packed me a lunch.  So I got my ribs after all.  They were amazing, even reheated.  But I did feel a little weird chowing down on the messiest food ever at my desk.  Oh well!

ribsMy massive plate of ribs, complete with homemade BBQ sauce and Memphis-style coleslaw (uses mustard) – all homemade!

And I was wearing a white shirt and didn’t get any BBQ sauce on it.  Score me!


Georgia has been a roasting inferno for the past few weeks.  90+ temperatures every day.  When I leave my house at 8:30 to head to work, it’s almost 80 out already.  That is rough.  Not that I am complaining because I know some of my Northern readers are having a chilly and wet summer.  But still – it’s hella hot down here.  And let’s not talk about the damage the humidity is doing to my hair!

For the next 3 days, T and I will be at Turner Field watching the Braves take on (and hopefully destroy) the Yankees.  I know it will be a muggy hot mess out there.

Due to the heat, I can totally justify my purchases of a few new dresses and skirts from New York & Company today.  It’s just too damn hot to wear jeans outside when it’s 90+ at 6:00 p.m.!  Plus they are having a great sale and $.99 shipping if you spend $65.  Sweet!


Summer allergies suck!  I feel so drained and exhausted all of the time.  My eyes are an itchy mess.  I fall asleep on the couch at 10 every night.  I just want to stop being so tired…

Last night we had an impromptu gathering at a bar because our normal trivia spot was closed for renovations.  They have good food and cheap beer – $1 drafts. There were 10 of us smooshed into a big booth, talking, laughing and downing those $1 beers.  It was fun.  We hung out for about 3 hours.

Around 10 p.m., most of the people had left and it was just me, T and our friend Z.  The boys decided we should pop over to the collegey bar, lovingly known as The Triangle of Death, for one more beer.  Since it was still early, I said fine, as long as we left by 11:30, so I could get to bed at a decent time.

Of course Z knows the bartender and shots were ordered.  When we left it was almost midnight.  By the time I got to bed, it was 12:30 a.m.  Today I am tired, oh so very tired.  And slightly headachey.

And you know what sucks most of all? T doesn’t have to work today because he quit his current accounting gig and will be starting at a new place (with better hours and better pay) on June 29.   So he was all snug and comfy in bed while I was slowly dragging myself through my morning routine.  Life’s so unfair sometimes.

And when you get older, you don’t bounce back quite as fast as you used to.  Sigh…

Our house is officially on the market.  Our online listing is now live, so I’m assuming the madness of people traipsing through our house will begin soon.  I guess that means we better hunker down and start actually visiting the properties that we like from what we’ve seen online and see if we feel the same in person.

In case you’re curious, here are some photos of what our condo and neighborhood look like.  We have officially redone every room in the house except for the downstairs bathroom.

Speaking of bathrooms, I haven’t taken any photos of the redone ones yet, so you’ll have to wait until later to see them. (Sorry if the pictures are small, I pulled them off the real estate Web site)

Atlanta readers –  if you know anyone looking for a condo, send me an e-mail.  🙂

Living RoomOur living room – new carpet

Dining RoomOur dining room – new wood floors

KitchenOur kitchen – new cabinets, floors, counters, sink and paint

Bed 1Our bedroom

bed 2Guest room/office

PatioOur wonderful patio – see our new garden and flowers!

poolOne of 3 pools

ducksThe lake and the geese that live there

restaurantView of the lake and golf course from the restaurant

So, that’s our condo and neighborhood.  Man, it really is cute.  I will miss living here.  If only we had a bigger kitchen, I’d be happy to stay a lot longer!

I have noticed a bit of a trend lately when watching TV – I very rarely watch any actual scripted shows anymore.  The only one I can think of off the top of my head is Law & Order SVU.  I heart that show so much.  Speaking of SVU – did any of you catch the season finale?  INTENSE is all I can say.

My TiVo is more often then not filled with some type of reality show or real life show.  I will share some of my old and new favorites with you.

E! is a great channel and definitely runs some pretty awesome shows.  I’ve got a few regulars that I always make sure my TiVo is ready to record.

The Soup

I can’t get enough of this show!  Not only is Joel McHale hot, he is hilarious.  Some of the stuff is so random, but has me cracking up every time.  For all of you Soupers out there, Spaghetti Cat and chicken tetrazzini are some of my favorites on the show.

Keeping Up with The Kardashians

I had a TiVo build up and ended up watching 3 episodes last night.  That family is just so funny.  I love how they are all jokey and crazy with each other.  Even through all of their fights, they are still super close.


I know it’s new, but I always liked her on The Girls Next Door.  She is just so kooky.  I think this show is going to keep me laughing.

Some of my other new favorite’s include:

The Deadliest Catch – So much drama, so many crabs, so cold.

Intervention – Some of those people are just so messed up, it’s hard not to watch.

Obsessed – Chronicles people with OCD.  I start watching and get so sucked in by people trying to overcome their compulsions.

Locked Up Abroad – This show is intense.  When I first saw previews, I thought people were wrongfully getting locked up overseas.  But then you realize it was because they were smuggling drugs and got caught.  Some people are so stupid, but their stories are always interesting.

Of course I also love the Food Network, so I always watch a ton of their shows.

Some of my faves include Iron Chef America, Dinner: Impossible, Throwdown with Bobby Flay, Chopped, Triple D, Good Eats…and there are more, but I’m just not thinking of them now.

What are some of your guilty TV pleasures?

I’ve never seen this whole episode, but this girl is super special.

So, we have FINALLY finished all of the daunting repairs to the condo.  While we were in NY, my dad was nice enough to come up a few times to do some work.  I am really so lucky and grateful that he enjoys doing work like this.  Even though he seems exhausted when we are finished, I  can tell he secretly loves it.  Why?  I’m not sure.  But I love him for always going that extra mile to fix something that is broken!

Both of our upstairs bathrooms have been painted and have new shiny silver towel bars and toilet paper holders hanging up.  The hole in the laundry room ceiling has been patched and repainted, along with the walls.  My dad hung up new shelves that are much nicer than the old ones that were in there.  Now we just need to do one more final clean…

Today I spoke with our realtor, and she is beginning the paperwork to get our house listed.  We’ve picked a price, and it should be on the market by the end of the week.  I really can’t believe this is actually happening!

I also just received some information back from the loan officer about qualifying for a mortgage, and everything looks good!  Yippee!

Oh, and on the work-related front…

T got a new job!  He’ll start in a couple of weeks, and he  received a decent pay raise.  So even if I’ll be stuck with my shitty salary forever, at least he’s moving on up!

Howdy dudey everyone!  Sorry I’ve been kinda of slack about posting and commenting lately.  As you may know, I was in NY for a week visiting T’s family and going to a good friend’s wedding.  Last week was a bit hectic at work trying to get all caught up.  I’m sure you know how it is.

The trip to NY was a lot of fun, even though the weather was sort of cold and crappy.  It rained a lot, but there were a few nice sunshiny days.  Which is always a plus.  The Saturday we arrived, we went to a Yankees game in the new stadium.  We sat in the bleacher seats, which gave us a really great view.  The game was fun, but I’m not a huge Yankees fan.  Even though I was so happy to have them beat the Phillies.  T was in heaven…that’s all I can say.

One day we made a trip to Cooperstown to see the Baseball Hall of Fame and to visit the Cooperstown and Ommegang breweries.  That was really fun, but it was hard to drink so many samples of beer in such a short amount of time, especially since we’d eaten right before that.  The hall of fame was cool, but I felt like it was very Yankees-centric.  But I did have a good time seeing all of baseball’s history.

My friend Jewels got married on Friday, and the wedding was beautiful.  Let me tell you something – I have never seen so much food in one place.  It was intense.  The amount of food that was served during cocktail hour could have been dinner.  Then when we got to the reception room, there was a huge seated dinner.  I managed to try a little bit of everything, but didn’t really finish anything.  I wanted to make sure to save room for the cake (and the open bar).  The craziest part of the wedding was right at the end where they pulled out a coffee station (it looked like a little coffee shop counter) to serve coffee and cordials.  Then a little Good Humor ice cream cart came out, along with a bananas foster station. All of this was on top of the petit fours and wedding cake that were on the table.  It was a total fat kid’s dream!

Our last night in NY, we celebrated Big Time’s (T’s dad’s) birthday.  We went out to eat at this cute little Spanish restaurant in Poughkeepsie.  We were all so excited to have a delicious dinner that was washed down with Sangria.  T’s little bros were super excited since they are now 21 and can (legally) drink the sangria.  Of course, when we got there we found out that the place had changed ownership and hadn’t received their new liquor license yet.  Figures.  We were slightly annoyed that they didn’t mention this to us when I called to make the reservation.  Oh well, what can you do?

After dinner we went to a boat club to see a comedy show that T’s cousin was in.  I seriously haven’t laughed that hard in a long, long time.  My face hurt after the show ended 2 hours later.  T’s poor uncle was right in the front, and he was the butt of many jokes.  Let’s just say that by the end of the night, his new name was Uni-bomber.  The poor guy!  But at least he was a good sport about the whole thing.

The NY trip was great.  But as always, it goes by way too fast.  I seriously need to win the lottery so I can travel whenever I want and not have to worry about work getting in my way! 🙂

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