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A friend of mine and I have had some conversations lately about the small things in a relationship. It’s strange how the best relationships can suffer due to the seemingly trivial things in life.

My mom and step-dad have been together for 23 years. They have persevered through much. The one thing I admire about my step-dad is his ability to still do the small things for my mother. My ex-husband once stated, “You want a husband that is just like your step-dad.” It’s true. Every now and again he brings my mom flowers “just because”. He writes her little notes and sticks them where she will find them while he’s at work. He buys her cards for no reason and writes her love letters. He’s her own personal clown; he is always making her laugh. He is still telling her how beautiful and gorgeous she is and how her eyes sparkle.

It seems inevitable that most of the small things will fade in time with a relationship. Once the woman is “caught” why put the effort forth anymore? Well guys, women need to hear these things. Women need assurance. It may seem that we are insecure, but I don’t see it this way. I personally try to do small things for the man I love all the time. It just isn’t as recognized, it’s taken for granted. It’s more noticeable when it stops. Women usually don’t stop, but I feel that most men do.

Maybe I’m off in my opinion, maybe I just need to find the one who proves me wrong.

I’d like to say YAY! This is my 100th post. Methinks perhaps I blog too much. However, this blog has been a catharsis for me in a crappy part of my life so, YAY!

Blog on.


I guess every day can’t be perfect. Some days just make you cry. Some days you have been pushed to your limit.

Unfortunately today was that way for me.

Work was stressful.

The aftermath of my divorce is still stressful. I am at the very end of it all. There is one matter of business that I’m trying to take care of. He’s being unhelpful of course. Saying that he’s being “unhelpful” is the nicest way I can put it. I really want to scream at the top of my lungs and throw anything and everything I can find in arms reach. I just have to make it through this last part. Then I am done with him. Can it really be almost 2 years since we separated? It wasn’t bad enough that the one year of marriage was awful, but I do I have to go through torture for the 2 years after it was over?

This is the end of it though. I can’t lose it now when I’m so close to the end. I hope my sanity will stay with me just long enough to make it.

My mother is clueless, or so I think. There are 2 possibilities.

1) She is really clueless about me

2) She acts clueless to antagonize me

I thought I would be intuitive enough to figure it out. She just baffles me at times. Take last night. My parents were near to my apartment and stopped in. My mom gave me a shopping bag with an outfit in it. As she handed it to me she said, “I thought you could use some more clothes for work.” Well, since most of my wardrobe has become a bit loose on me, new clothes are welcome.

You’re wondering what the issue is, right? My mom gives me clothes, I should be happy. I am female, we live for fashion, right? I converted to islam 4 years ago. I wear ankle length skirts and long-sleeved skirts to cover myself. My mom bought me a knee length skirt and a short sleeved shirt. Where am I going to wear that? She might as well have bought me a bikini to go to work in.

I think she knows I won’t wear that to work or outside the home. I can’t figure it out.

My friend sent me this link. I thought it was a neat site to check out. So, enjoy.

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I am a complete whiner this week.

My allergies are annoying me. I woke up Monday with a huge hive on the corner of my eyelid. AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!! Nothing like having to go to work looking like a freak! Do you think I could find my allergy eye drops? NO! Because they were in my locker at work, where I left them before the weekend.

My ex-husband is a jerk. He refuses to return some documents to me in a last effort to hold on to me. He is deluded; he keeps insisting we are still married. He is insane and scary; the things he threatened to do to me yesterday are not even mentionable on this blog. A co-worker was teasing me today about being married to him. I snapped at her. She doesn’t know half of what I went through in that marriage; nobody does. There are too many things that I push to the back of my mind just to cope and make it through another day. I refuse to ever be hurt like that again.

I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again… I work with evil hypocrites.

Why is it that no matter how much money you make, it never seems to be enough? Maybe I should get a part-time job for the weekends? Hmmm… gotta get ahead, there has to be a way.

Enough whining, I must do something with myself!

your 12 year old brother stays with you, eats Cap’n Crunch Berries cereal, and you’re not really interested in it.

You know you’re old when there was something else the kid did to make you feel old, but when you get down to blogging it, you can’t remember what the heck it was!

Oh I remember now!

Whew! We went to bed late last night, he fell asleep first. I fell asleep about an hour later. My body automatically woke me up at it’s set time this morning. The kid was still asleep. I always used to wonder how my grandma could wake up at 5:30am without an alarm. Now I’m old enough to learn on my own. I can’t sleep for endless hours like I did in my teen years; I can’t waste half the day away!

Man, that kid made me feel old!

*I forgot to mention the kid is taller than me now! By about a half inch! My 12 year old brother is taller than me. He grew at least 3 inches in the last month! How does that happen?

Damn them for interrupting my life!

My shift switched again this week. I am no longer working 10:30am to 9pm Monday through Thursday. I am now working 9am to 5:30pm Monday through Friday, and it’s awesome!!!!!!!

I come home at night and I feel like I have a ton of time. I can get things done. I can have a life once again! Yay for me! Take for example last night, I went to bed early instead of doing anything. I was tired and my allergies are giving me sinus headaches. Now tonight I didn’t completely give up my new found freedom. I was going to exercise, but I found little tasks that occupied my time instead. Not to mention the 5 times my mom has called me already this evening (I think she likes my new shift too). By the time I got to exercise I was getting hungry. Well if I eat, exercising will make my stomach hurt. If I don’t eat my blood sugar will get too low. I ate, but that’s okay I STILL have time to exercise! That’s what happens when you have endless hours after you are done with work. Yay for me!