Martyrdom

Historically, a martyr is a person who dies for their convictions or religious faith, such as during the persecution of early Christians in the Roman Empire. NOT someone that has to set up for a church luncheon by herself... But you wouldn't have known that by the tone, and anger inflected in my friend's voice yesterday at church.

A friend of ours, we'll call her RL is working on this project at church, and there was supposed to be a big luncheon Sunday (yesterday) after church for its kick-off.. well our friend RL is not the over achieving planner like some of us are, so on her way out of town RL asks our Bible study class to help with food, that she has nothing planned. Keep in mind that this past weekend was the one year anniversary of her fiancee's death. So I shifted into planning mode, I was actually glad to do it for my friend RL... I got the food organized and the troops bring the food, but my other friend we will call BH, wanted to whine and complain about it the whole time... I kept reminding her that we were doing this as a favor to our friend and we should rejoice in it.. (see I'm really trying to have the Christian spirit here...) But BH would not let it go, and complained about it to everyone that would pretend to listen.... It started to get on my nerves, but I just kept praying about it....

So Sunday morning I go to Sunday School, actually the Sunday School Hour was all of us watching the Music Camp's production of Jonah...the kids were soooooo cute... Then I went on to the 11:00 service...BH normally sits with me but she wasn't there. I figured something had happened, I was actually a little worried.. But I enjoyed the service and slipped out just before the benediction, to set up the food. No biggie, right? Wrong... I walk up the stairs, and say good morning to BH, she snaps at me and says "Where have you been?", I tell her I was in church... she starts going on and on how she had to set up all by herself, and there was no one there to help, and that RL's committee wasn't there, yada,yada,yada... I was furious.. I am griped at like that all the time and I wasn't about to be griped at like that in church!! I reminded her that she DID NOT have to take this on, and that it would have gotten handled one way or the other...also we needed to remember that this was a labor of love for our friend, who needed our help... she poubted and kind of just left when no one would listen to her gripe any longer...

This is what people don't like organized religion..b/c people like BH lose sight of what is important...helping a friend in need... Jesus would have helped without any question or complaint...

That is the nice thing to say, but what I really wanted to say (Lord forgive me) was "Honey, get down off your cross, cuz someone else needs the wood!"... Last time I checked you couldn't be considered a martyr for setting up a luncheon by yourself...

If you want to do something nice for someone, do it because you feel compelled to do it, not b/c you want the accolades...

Ready for more sex?

That was the subject line of an email I got from my minister last night. Ok, before y'all start flipping out, I have been asked to be a co-leader in a sexual education class at my church as part of our college ministries. Sex is a subject that a lot of Christians find taboo, but it is a real issue facing kids in college that are away from home... I like the fact that my (very conservative high methodist) church is willing to tackle issues like this. So the email was all about the class and getting it started, but I just thought it was too funny not to share...

I had met with our college ministries team last night for the first time. They are a great group of people and hyper-organized, which I totally love!! I am going to be the Social/Hospitality Chair (what a surprise!)... I feel like my social skills are God given talents so why shouldn't I use those talents to serve God Himself?? Seems like a no brainer..

Things are really good right now.. but there is something that is on my heart. With the the strife in the Middle East right now, our troops in Iraq have sort of been put on the backburner. Recently it was announced that some 3,500 members of the 172nd Stryker Brigade Combat Team. The unit, which has been serving in northern Iraq, was scheduled to be leaving now, but instead, most of its 3,900 troops will serve for up to four more months. It was unclear whether the unit would go to Baghdad. This absolutelybreaks my heart. All those soldiers that were preparing to come home, and their families waiting for them for a year now... I for one am waiting for my friend RG, with the 101st Airborne to come the first week of September. If I found out he was going to have to stay another 4 months, which include the holidays, I would be devastated... So I ask that you pray for our military service men and women as well as their families... I don't want this to turn into a political debate, it is what it is... Let's all just pray for their safe return... soon...

So what else is going on??

A common phrase that is used in conversation to move onto the next subject... I'll get back to that in a minute....

Many of you read my post about the calling I have.. It's very amazing, I feel like a brand new person. God is at work in my life..but it's kind of like the first hour or two of a roadtrip with friends...everyone's all pumped up and jammin to roadtrip CD someone has made, you're on the second bag of Doritos and chuggin a cherry coke (a col' beer if you don't have open container laws like we do here, of course the driver is sober and NOT drinkin the col' beer)...Everyone is excited about getting to the awesome destination... then around hour 3, with 3 more hours to go, everyone kind of deflates, your best friend has her head on your shoulder, sawin' logs like it is her job, and some drool just dripped on your shirt, ew gross... Then you think, is this what it is going to be like for the next 3 hours?? You just want to get there already... and you become impatient.. I think that's what a walk with God is like, you get all pumped up and filled with the Holy Spirit, then life gets in the way. Better yet, we let it get in the way... No, not everyday is going to be like those first few days when everything changed for you, but as long as we look at everyday as an opportunity from God to do something for Him, whether it's just being there for a friend, smiling at someone on the subway and saying good-morning, it doesn't have to be huge, but just something.

So back to my original statement, "so what else is going on with you".... So I'm on the phone with my sweet momma Tuesday night, I'm telling her all about my calling and all the AMAZING things that were happening..I mean I could feel God working through me, I'm like a new woman born in Christ's Love!!! (and those of you with southern mother's will so understand this... )she says.."Honey that's great, (pause) so what else is going on with you??" I just started laughing and told her that was such a "momma thing" to say, I've just told her that I have renewed my faith and have an amazing calling to serve God, as if there was anything more important... and she's like, "honey that's nice"... She got a laugh out of it too... Of course she told me she was so very proud me...she's a character.... but I love her!!

Make it a great day y'all!!

~Beachgirl

The Calling....

No this is not the title of the latest scary movie. It's what I feel. I didn't even know if I should post this or not. Maybe I'm a little nervous of what you all will think, I know I shouldn't care, but I do. It has been said that a good southern lady should never bring up politics or religion in polite conversation. While I do consider myself to be a good southern lady, I consider myself to be a good Christian first and formost. So I will be talking about religion today, you've been warned, if you don't want to read about the amazing things that have been happening in my life, then stop here... But for those of you that are still tuned in, here you go...This is all about my calling.

I have always been a Christian. My mother and grandmother established in me a wonderful foundation for Christian growth. But as I became a teenager and young adult in my 20's I drifted from God, I always believed but I did things that I wasn't very proud of, I mean I didn't become a drug addict, prostitute or anything horrible like that... but I partied a lot... But all the while I was still searching for God's love. He was there the whole time, it was me that wasn't.

The year I turned 30, I knew I needed to change, I knew I needed more, so I joined a church... It's a wonderful Methodist church where I felt so much love and have grown in my Christian faith... I even did a 34 week Bible study, for two reasons... the first being, I felt a calling to do this, the second reason (and one I am ashamed to admit) was to impress a boy. He is a super strong Christian and I thought if he knew I had made this committment, he would magically fall in love with me...So at first it was all about impressing him, but then as the Bible study went on, it became less and less about the boy and more and more about my relationship with HIM... My heart began to change. I began reading God's Word, I began to crave it. I wanted to know more.
Then I started working with the young adult worship team that started an amazing new worship service. It's a Sunday evening service, where we come as we are, sing praise & worship music and worship God. It's amazing, and it's part of my calling. I thought that was it, but God kept calling me to do more. I talked to my pastoral staff and told them I felt called to work with college kids. So they asked me to teach their college Sunday School class. I haven't had a single student show up, but I am there each Sunday, waiting and loving these kids that I don't even know uncondtionally.... I remember what Sunday's were like for me as a college student. Sunday School was the last thing on my mind, but usually I was praying..Praying that God would help through the hangover I had from the night before... I'm certain that's not what God had in mind when he said to worship on the sabbath...

But I am still feeling God calling me to do more. I just had to be still enough to hear Him...but I'm not quite sure what he has in mind, I think it has something to do with ministry. I am going to work again with my pastoral staff to figure out what this calling means.

I know that talking about religion makes some people feel uncomfortable, and I have never been an evangelical Bible Beater (the kind of person that hits you over the head with religion and judges you if you don't believe what they believe), I'm more of a... here's what's going on with me and it's amazing. I answer questions about my faith, but I don't shove it down people's throat. I say all this to tell you that I will be posting more about my faith and this Calling. I have refrained from it in the past b/c I thought no one would read my blog after that, that everyone just wanted to read funny things... of course walks with faith can be funny at times, and my sense of humor always finds it's way out. Why don't you stick around to see what happens...

Much love~BG

Confession is good for the soul

So is living within your means... As some of you may or may not know, I bought a new car back in April, a 2005 Jeep Liberty. I have always wanted an SUV, now I've got it and I have become a slave to it...It's so cute but it's a big ole gas guzzling SUV, I confess, I acted impulsively when I bought and now I'm stuck with it... Well maybe not, if you all will bear with me for a moment, as the title suggests, confession is good for the sould... So here's how mine went....

Lately, I have been saying my prayers during my morning commute, I think it starts the day off right and it keeps me from killing all of the stupid drivers I encounter on the way in to work... So as I am saying my prayers I ask God for guidance on my car and what I should do, I confessed that I bought the car to impress my friends, I thought it would make me happy.. But you know what they say about the odds of a rich man getting into heaven...I needed to humble myself before God and admit that I was living outside of my means.. I did it and it felt good. So I got to work, checked on a few things and took a few minutes to make some calls about the Jeep.

Carmax Guy- uh, we probably can't help you but bring it in anyway and we'll give you an estimate...
Wait a dern minute, I thought the Carmax people we SUPPOSED to be nice!! This guy couldn't have cared less so I said thanks and hung up...

Hansen Jeep Dealership Guy- pretty much the same thing, except he practically hanging up on me...
Tears are welling up now..When I'm mad, I usually cry, I hate that... so then I email my mom and tell her I think I'm stuck with the Jeep...

But then something inside of me wouldn't let me give up... So I looked at the list of Jeep Dealerships listed and there it was, Miracle Chrysler/Jeep. NO LIE!! Their slogan was something like, "do you need a miracle"... I was like Yep, I do! So before I dialed the phone I said a quick prayer. I knew it was going to be a good call when the lady that answered the phone was as nice as nice could be.... Then I talked with Jack... Nice guy, he put me at ease immediately, (at this point I knew he was BS-ing me but I didn't care, I needed someone to be nice to me)... He actually said I had some options and that he realized he wasn't going to make a lot of money on this but he was looking for good referrals... Again, realizing that he was probably BS-ing me, but I again, I didn't care...I just needed some help getting rid of the Jeep. I told him that I was in the Junior League and that I run in some really good social circles and if he did right by me, I'd make sure to refer ALL of my friends... He got my drift and I am headed out there today for them to look at my Jeep.

I am taking my best good friend Kari with me to the dealership. Her husband used to sell cars when he was in college, and yes, I would love for him to help me right now, but he is preparing to take the Bar Exam next week, so I certainly won't bother him with this pettiness right now... But Kari has learned some of the old car salesmen tricks...and she doesn't take crap from anyone...

So here I am humbled, confessing that I am living outside of my means. I am trying to remedy the situation and will do better... I expect you all, my friends to help me be accountable!! Confession is good for the soul, anybody else want to fess up, about, well...anything??

Much love y'all!!
~BG

Great Weekend....

Hey y'all, I had a great weekend... Hope you all did too!! This may turn out to be a rather long post so grab a snack and your favorite beverage and enjoy!!

Friday
My best friend Dave and 2 of his buddies were in town for the night... I met them over at the humongo outlet mall and we shopped til we dropped... Now, before you add their names to the Gay Directory, these guys are NOT gay... no, I'm not in denial, it's true... they are as straight as they come.. I know this simply b/c one of the guys, Ryan bought many shirts just b/c they were on sale..they were heinous shirts and on sale for a reason...No one else wanted them!!! So the 3 of us had dinner together and again, shopped til we dropped... Dave is the greatest friend a girl could ever ask for... so Friday was great!!

Saturday
Got up, threw on my swim suit and realized I had blown up (maybe it's all the crap I have been shoveling in, but are cheeseburgers and fries REALLY that fattening??) but anyway, I got my stuff ready for the pool... I was going to a party later and I needed that sunkissed look... so I get in the car and realize it's VERY cloudy, like the skies may open up at any minute and wash the heat away for just a brief moment... So I went to Hardees and got a pork chop biscuit and a DIET coke.. yeah, I said it, a PORK CHOP biscuit...could that be the reason I have put on 10 pounds in 2 months?? I'm sure it's not...
So I decided I would go back to my house and wait for the morning clouds to burn off... They did, for the most part, so at about 11:00 I head over to my friend KH's apartment complex pool... She was out of town but I used it anyway...whatever.. It was nice at first, there were like 4 people there... very peaceful... then about 12:00 the guys start showing up..I'm not talking good looking guys, I'm talking guys in their late 30's early 40's trying to recapture their youth.. They all gather around a table and start hem hawing like a bunch of old ladies...then it's time for the GAME!! You would think, by the way the talk about it, it was the sporting event of the year... Like they wonder why ESPN and Dan Patrick aren't there to cover it.... it's water volleyball... I had to gather my things and go at that point... you know when some guys take off their shirts and they really shouldn't? Well this was one of those moments multiplied by like a hundred... So I left and headed back to my house to start getting ready for my friend SC's party...

Saturday evening
My BFF NP and I had a bite to eat before we headed over to SC's party... We got there a little early so we could help her with party prep... It's a good thing we showed up when we did.... She was desparate for our help, and being the good Junior Leaguers that we are, we were more than happy to help... **Note to self SC is desperate for some serving dishes
So her new beau (we'll call him JW) was there and we were excited to meet him, they had been out a few times but I think she really likes him (if she doesn't I will be more than delighted to take this beautiful hunk of a man off her hands)... So as the party progresses, this guy I met at a football party (we'll call him Calvin) walks in with JW, apparently they are friends... I'm a little freaked out b/c this guy looks EXACTLY like my friend RG... it breaks my heart to be reminded of RG b/c he's a world away in Iraq... so JW begins to introduce Calvin and me... We realize that we know each other and it's like, hey, what a small world... as it turns out my world continues to get a little smaller... JW is good friends with the same friends that introduced me to Calvin at the football party... so JW and I start talking about them, he moves to the couch so we can talk to each other without yelling(the music was a smidge loud) JW begins to tell me that he used to attend my church (he recently moved from Nashville to West TN), I was like "really, you must of have gone to early service, b/c I'm certain I would have noticed you" he said nope, that he always went to late service..... hmmmmm, so then I said "well you must have been sitting in the front of the church or on the right side" again, he said no, he sat in the back on the left side... FOR THE LOVE OF MAN!! That's where I sit, EVERY WEEK... so at this point in my mind, I am having a very frank conversation with God... here's how it went:

Me: What's up with this God?? Here' s a beautiful specimen of a man and you couldn't have brought us together in YOUR HOUSE??
God: ..............................
Me: I have to meet him NOW, now that he is dating one of my friends?? One of my GOOD friends??
GOD:..............................
Me: ok, whatever, I am going to assume you know the plan and I am just going to go with it, but I am a little bitter at this point...
God: hehehehe..... I've got something REALLY BIG planned for you...

Ok, so maybe He didn't say that directly to me but I could feel it....

Actually SC and JW showed up in church the next morning... Hello, open wound, pouring salt in...
No, I should just be happy for my friend that she found a great guy... I'm really trying...

Oh and it's final, my brother finally proposed to his longtime girlfriend... I am so excited for them.....really, I am...

Sunday
Ok, I know some of you have been waiting for this... so I was supposed to have my neighbors over for drinks last night... Well two of them bailed and it ended up being the (what I thought was) cute neighbor John and me... Perfect, right? Eh, not so much... he was nice but there were NO sparks....But like I said, he was a nice fella...oh well, moving on....

Hope y'all have a great week...

Much Love~BG

My Wish

For those of you that know me, you know I love music and I often use music to express myself or what I am feeling. Recently I think I have really hurt a friend of mine on so many different levels, he and I are trying to work it out, so that's progress. He asked me to take the weekend to think about things and not to contact him until Monday. But I know he reads my site and so this is for him, my friend, always... It's from Rascal Flatts new album..

My Wish
I hope that days come easy and moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,
But more than anything, more than anything,

My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more than you take.
But more than anything, yeah, and more than anything,

My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

The Summer Social Scene

As most of y'all have figured out by now, I have a very active social life, for the most part... I am in the Junior League which leads to all kinds of social events... Now I have this fab new BFF(best friends forever) I have talked about her in previous posts, NP... Love,love, love her... she knows more about the single Nashville social scene than I ever did!! I call her my social coordinator... Seriously, I will email her at the beginning of the week and ask her what's on tap for the week and usually she's got some stuff lined up...

Normally my Spring Social season madness kicks into gear at the end ofDecember, early January, but this year, thanks to NP and the fact that the Junior League's biggest fundraiser is in December this year, my social season pretty much starts next month... You can look through my archives for the spring social season updates from last year for a refresher, but this year is going to abfab (absolutely fabulous)....

Most of the parties are fundraisers for various charities, so the money does go to good causes.. There are only going to be (I think) 2 formal affairs for me this year, the rest are fun and casual.

The Picture of me above (yes that is me) is from the "unofficial" kick off party to last year's social season... Last year was good, but this year I think will be EVEN better... Here's hopin' y'all!!

Much love!!

Meeting the neighbors..

Ok, I have lived in my house for almost 2 years now... and for someone as social as I am, I don't know many of my neighbors, nor do I make a point to socialize with them. It's not that they are bad people, it's just by the end of the day, I sometimes don't want to be social.. I just want to go home and be still... Y'all know I have a very active social calendar and there are many times when I don't even get home 'til late at night... so socializing with the neighbors, I don't think so...

But I do speak to my neighbors when they are outside, I may not socialize with them, but I'm not rude! So last night I get home from Knoxville, it's almost 9:00 and I see two of my neighbors outside talking... I have often thought they are dating, but haven't really inquired (for the reasons listed above).... so there they are, Chris and Kristi (we are going to call her Kristi b/c she looks like a girl I know named Kristi, but the truth is I have forgotten her name and am too embarrassed to ask her what it is now, for heaven's sake it's been almost 2 years) chatting it up as I pull into my parking spot (we have these fabulous row townhouses so they were practically standing at my front door)... I get out and we all start chatting... then our other neighbor pulls up...here's where the story takes an interesting turn....

The other neighbor's name is John.. I've seen him before (obviously), he's kind of cute, but I thought he was married..I never got close enough to check for a ring but then again he could be like those sneaky married guys that doesn't wear a ring.. Also, there has been a woman with multiple children there quite often. So I just figured he was married... But come to find out... He's NOT! There's more about that below....

So there we are, all 4 of us talking about staining our decks, y'all know this has been an ongoing project for me so I need as much feedback on this as possible.. John says he sprayed his down with a bug sprayer, he said it was super easy and quick!! Those were the magic words for me... I said I would have to try it and he offered me his sprayer... I gladly accepted..

Then we started talking about painting inside our townhouses... John says "oh my brother in law did mine for me, come look" so we all went in to his house and marvelled at the awesome painting job.. I got a glimpse of some of his pictures that were sitting around.. all of them were of him with kids... I asked him "oh are these your children?" he said "no, those are my nieces and nephews, I don't have any kids" ..... So my mind starts racing....this guy is cute, single, and apprently he owns his home, the furniture is still late frat house/waiting for a woman to come along to change everything style, in other words, NOT GAY...hmmmm... I could work with this..

So we all go back outside and I say "you know we should all get together for cocktails" b/c kristi walks her dog and knows the neighborhood gossip... So we all agreed that we would get together at my place Sunday evening... I am actually kind of excited to be meeting my neighbors.. this could turn out to be a good summer after all...

Why straight women "date" gay men...

So it has been brought to my attention again by that ever curious Rolligun that he doesn't understand why I have had many "dates" with gay men. So I thought I would use this as an opportunity to explain...

I have a lot of gay friends, mainly men. I love the gays. They are like my brothers. I enjoy the company of men even if they are gay. When I go out with them, it's not a real date but a faux date. It gives the appearance to others that the hot man with a particular girl is just that, a hot man... This only works if your gays are butch, if they are flaming queens then, not so much...

Gay men can still give a straight girl fabulous dating advice, especially when it comes to men. This only works if they are not very nelly, if they are nelly, then you're better off asking one of your girlfriends. Sometimes it's just great to get a hug from a big gay man then not to get a hug from a man at all.. It's really the best of both worlds... Straight men do not like to talk about relationships, and if they do, they something like, "I don't know, dump him" or "go ahead and sleep with him if you want to"... yeah something brilliant like that..

I don't make a habbit of dating my gays, but they are fun to go to dinner with, go to movies with and best of all, to shop with...

So that, Rolligun is why straight women "date" gay men...any other questions??

Y'all have a great weekend!!

~BG

Happy Birthday Momma

So today is not my mother's official birthday, but it is the one year anniversary of her open heart surgery. Many of you already know the story, but here's the Reader's Digest version... We were on vacation in Charleston this time last year, and my mom had a heart attack, the next day she had open heart surgery. I remember the moment the doctor told me she would have to have open heart surgery. I looked at him and said, "but you don't understand doctor, we are on vacation"... I know he thought I was a complete moron. It was very late at this point and I sat in the Cardiac Care waiting room, by myself, it just hadn't hit me yet that my mother was about to have major surgery. There was no one there to hold my hand, or hug me and tell me it was going to be ok. But it's like I didn't want those people there anyway, b/c that would make all of it so very real. I was able to tell my mother goodnight, I'm pretty sure she was sedated and didn't realize I was there. I drove back to the hotel and left the car in front for it to be valet'd. I walked into the hotel room and fell to the floor. For the first time all night, I cried, the pain came from a place I didn't know I had. I begged God NOT to take my momma from me. At that moment, peace washed over me and I knew it would be alright. That night, I wrapped myself in mother's robe, it smelled pretty like she always does, and I slept for about two hours before I had to get up and start making phone calls..

I made the necessary phone calls and I remember one call specifically, it's actually kind of funny... I called my Aunt Libby (my mother's sister in law), I told her what happened, then I told her NOT to call my mother's sister Patsy. That woman is as crazy as a Sh*t House rat and I didn't need her anywhere near me at this point... What was even funnier, Aunt Libby totally agreed. Eventually I called her, but not until after the surgery and I had everything well in hand..

The recovery was the worst part... Momma is not exactly the most gracious patient... It got to the point I had to tell momma to zip her lip b/c if she complained anymore to the hospital staff that they were going to put a pillow over her face, or I was going to do it, one or the other!!!! Looking back there were some really funny moments. She and I can talk about them now without fussing. It's very healing for the both of us..

So today July 6, I say to my momma, happy birthday.. Today is the day you were given a second lease on life and I was given a second chance to be a better daughter. Momma's are very special and I don't think there is any other momma that is as wonderful as mine!!!Thanks be to God...

summer misc.musings

So these are just a few summer misc. musings from yours truly..

My Rockin' Dating life
Yes it's true, my dating life is rockin' right now.... I have been on 3 dates in the past week.. but here's the catch, these guys are all gay! That's right apparently my dating life has spiraled down to this point. I am now dating gay men... ... Now I am NOT repeat, NOT fairy dust for these guys... they are are all "out" and proud of who they are, as they should be... as my momma says, you're born gay and God does NOT make mistakes...I for one think she is right...

I love the gays, there is always pleasant conversation, and these men are handsome, so it gives the impression to the outside world that I am in a relationship, with the handsome guy I am with... but in the end, well these men are are batting for the other team...

Without the wonderful gay men in my life, my house would not be decorated, nor would I have any furniture (b/c my gays are very handy, they move furniture and put furniture together for me!!)... I simply prefer to date straight men!!

A Booze Hound
So I am finding more out about AJ, the guy I just stopped dating not long ago... upon further investigation by my friend EG (that sort of introduced us)has discovered through one of her friends that AJ is a TOTAL booze hound and a total lush... There are two AJ's in this group of friends (aka the gaggle of sports writers) the one I met and went out with apparenly is a total booze hound (yeah, I figured that one out all on my own thankyouverymuch), the other AJ in the group, who by the way was uber hot, (and I was actually talking to FIRST the night I met booze hound AJ, think tall dark and handsome) is the ACTUAL nice guy... Can you imagine my frustration?? Why couldn't I have had this info prior to me going out with the booze hound?? URGHH!!!

Home Improvement Queen (by default)
Ok, so my deck needs to be stained. So I went to the Home Depot this weekend.. I threw on a baseball cap, tank top, and a cute army green pair of shorts, I thought this outfit was sure to make me look tough and not prissy at all... B/c when you look prissy in the Home Depot, I am convinced the employees make fun of you... But I think the Tiffanys jewlery and the perfectly manicured finger nails and matching color on my toes probably gave me away that I am in fact prissy... thankfully this nice young girl helped me out with my selection of deck stain... I got my stuff, and headed home I sprayed the deck down, got it good and clean and then the skies opened up and it rained for about 30 minutes, so my plan to stain the deck went out the window... I really do love afternoon thundershowers... I say that I am the queen of home improvement by default, b/c I would have loved nothing more than to have assigned this task to a man... Now, if I just had a man to do it for me... I guess I better call one of gays since there aren't any straight men to step up to the plate....bunch of wussies!

That's about it.. I am actually at work today, there is no one here, literally, it's like a ghost town.. tomorrow state offices will be closed. A day off during the week will be nice... I have lots of house work to do, I will probably grill out and have some friends over for some cold beers and burgers on the 4th...

GOD BLESS AMERICA!!! (and while He's in the process of blessing America, I wonder if could possibly find the time to bless me with straight man, that's nice, handsome, funny with a good job, great future... oh who am I kidding!!) Hope everyone has a great 4th of July!!

Kisses y'all!!