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Sunday, July 31, 2005

Weekend of fun

Well, this last week was a toughy. I have been doing a lot of thinking about my current employment situation and I have come to the conclusion that I need a change. I like my job but I do not like the work that I have sort of fallen into in the recent months. I love the people but this is just not me and does not come naturally to me. I prefer the insurance defense end. Some people find summarizing meds and depos incredibly boring but I happen to normally like it. You can find out some odd shit on people. Case in point - a girl that was, shall we say, impaled by a bar stool leg while in the course and scope of her employment as a "dancer." She fell off the stage because of her giant FMPs. Is that not some funny shit? Luckily she was not critically injuried but how many jobs does a person have where they can find that shit out????

Anyways, I have taken the very first tentative steps and seeing what is out there. I believe I have stated this before but I would love to work from home. LOVE IT. I am not one of those undisciplined people that can not sit and work for a few hours on end. I tend to work well like that. I can sit and work and then get up for a bit and do something else for a little while and come right back. I know what works well for me. I know how long I can sit and work and some days it is a long while whereas other days, I am more easily distracted. A formal work environment is not condusive to me getting up and folding laundry when I need a mind break. LOLOLOL. I doubt that will ever happen but I guess you never know, right?

Well, the week was long but the weekend was great. Friday was a trip of a day. I got to work a cool two hours late due to some accident on the bridge. (Yet another example of why I would kill to work at home.) So by 5 I was ready to hit the road. Got home, changed quickly and went down to Lafitte to pick up the nieces, C & D. They are 12 and 10 respectively. Very sweet girls and we always have a nice time with them. That night, the husband was at the station so the girls and I hit Walmart to do some major grocery shopping for the BBQ which was to take place on Saturday. After I dropped a large portion of my OT from the weekend I worked a while back, we came home, unloaded the stuff and it was fairly late. We sorta hung out for a little bit but then Old Mawmaw that I am had to hit the hay. The girls stayed up to watch a DVD and fell asleep a bit later. Saturday was one of those days that is effortless and fun and RARE. We had some friends come over, K&L with their kids, J, their 12 yr old daughter and K&J, their 9 yr old twin boys. The nieces and J hit if off almost instantly. We got to sit, hang with friends, eat great food (very little, if any, of it prepared by yours truly) and let the kids swim and play and generally be loud and you know, kids. Step-daughter, her boyfriend and best friend came over for a bit, but SD was not feeling well so she made it an early night. Everyone hung out well into the evening and by the time everyone left and we cleaned up a tad, it was bed time for me again. LOLOL. The husband went back to the station today to work an OT shift so the girls and I got up to the rain storm from hell. I had a couple errands to run which I planned to do prior to taking them home. No such luck. We ended up just grabbing a quick bite to eat and visiting their uncle at the station before making our way back to their house. I visited with the MIL and FIL for a bit and then headed home. I just finished doing some work and now am getting ready to chill out with the job listings and a magazine that I picked up at Target. It sounds like my weekend was jam packed but it was fun busy so that's always nice. Next weekend will be filled with work unfortunately so I tried to enjoy this time as much as I could, ya know?

Side note: It is more and more clear to me every day the damage that we can do to young people, specifically young girls, in saying random things to them. Let me illustrate. C is 12. Of course she is changing physically. She is fairly tall with beautiful reddish brown, loooooooooooong hair and the cutest sprinkling of freckles over her nose. She also has one incredibly deep dimple on her left cheek. In a word, CUTE. However, due to her age, she is getting a little bit more weight around her hips. IT'S NORMAL. IT HAPPENS. She is by no means even close to overweight. I have heard her mother on more than one occasion refer to her as fat and having a fat butt, etc. It makes me cringe. Now, D is tiny. Recently though, she has sorta gotten this little Pygmie type gut. No biggie. It can be she was just more lazy this summer or it could be her body beginning to change as well. However, again - not even close to overweight. She tells me that her dad (who is in jail - please don't even get me started on that shit) called her fat. I went "Darlin, I am sure he was joking because you are no where approaching fat. You look just the way a 10 yr old girl should look." Luckily D has a little more confidence than C so I think it rolled off her, but STILL. C really believes this stuff. It breaks my heart. I remember the things my well meaning family said to me and I was convinced that I was huge. Even being overly concerned with your own body as an adult sends a message to kids. Please realize that. I am not saying to indulge in 4000 calories a day and have your kids do the same, but please realize that a child at the age of 10 should not be concerned if a food is fat free. I just know how that made me feel. And here is the killer part - I look back at pics of myself at the ages when I felt the most huge - I WAS A REGULAR SIZED GIRL. I developed early and therefore thought I was huge. Hearing that your thighs rub together "just like all the women in the family" does irreparable harm to a young girl's psyche. Just bite your tongue. If your child is unhealthy and overweight, by all means, promote a healthy lifestyle but make your child feel beautiful. They look to you for validation. For the love of God, GIVE IT TO THEM.

Stepping off soap box and going to bed. Night night!!!!!

Elizabeth at 9:32 PM

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Friday, July 29, 2005

Stuff Portrait Friday - Where the magic happens


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
Sorry had to say that. That is always what they say on MTV Cribs - a show I am sorry to say has me transfixed on many a Saturday afternoon. This is my giant bed. I just got this comforter set and I can't even begin to tell you how much I love it. The cat on the bed is my mother's and his name is Hoss. Trust me, the name fits.

Elizabeth at 10:53 AM

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Fave PJs


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
I love this pj set. It does not even match. The pants are super baggy and have been washed and shrunk so much that they are like capris now. The shirt is super soft cotten. Tell me dat ain't some sexy shit. LOLOLOL.

Elizabeth at 10:50 AM

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Dresser


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is obviously my dresser. The white candles on top were from my wedding. The heart shaped glass container contains the sand that we did in the sand ceremony. I love this dresser - got it at Target for a steal. Love love love love love it. Now I need the matching mirror. :)

Elizabeth at 10:49 AM

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Thursday, July 28, 2005

New to me - Pooper Thursday


The poop
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
Everyone else posts pics of their doggies on Friday but I am going to start doing it on Thursdays.

Clearly this is a dog who needs some Dog Camp.

Despite his gaunt appearance, I assure you he eats. If he would only sit the fuck down for 30 seconds, the food would not burn off him immediately.

Elizabeth at 12:02 PM

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Finally, a chuckle in my day


dogcamp
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
Can you even DEAL with this picture? I found this in some news story. This bus takes these dogs to camp. I fucking love dogs.

Elizabeth at 11:42 AM

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Ranting

I am in one hell of a PMS induced state today people, ok?

1. I have said it before but clearly it bears repeating - courtesy flushing. Jesus Christ, people, whatever the fuck comes out of you is fine but save us all from having to smell it while it stews under your ass in the toilet.

2. I love summer but the thing I hate is seeing people's gross feet hygiene or lack of it. If you have funky feet (read: unpedicured) just cover them up. Currently my feet are not spectacular. Do I have open toed shoes on? NO. Even if you don't do the whole polish thing, just grab a damn floor sander and grind off the 27 years worth of dead skin off your heels.

3. Same topic but this deserves its own number. The airbrushing. ON THE TOES. Seriously? Is this what we have come to? This woman in my office does it and the thing is that the end of the nail is done in like a dark color. I truly thought for months that her feet were just dirty. If you gotta do the airbrushing, then do something light, feminine and delicate. If there is even a chance that someone with think you got crud under your toenails, I am gonna go with DON'T PICK THAT COLOR OR DESIGN.

4. Oh, this is also potty related but I forgot to add it to the courtesy flush rant seen above. We have this temp secretary in, right? She seems nice enough, but let me tell you about her bathroom habits. The noises that come out of this woman are PRICELESS. OK, I mean shit happens, right? (Pun so intended.) I would just let that go but do I really need to hear the groaning and moaning to go along with the splish splash in the bowl. "Oh lord....Oh Jesus......" I am so not fucking joking. I had to do what I had to do and run out of there to keep from a.) dying from the smell and b.) laughing like a hyena on crack at this woman's obvious lack of discretion.

5. I have no energy and there is absolutely nothing on tv in the summer. Therefore I have given into watching the Bobby Brown reality show. The funny thing is that everyone thought he was such a downer and how he brought Whitney down. Um, not so much. Shit, at least he has a sense of humor about the shit that has happened in his life. Whitney, that skinny ass bitch, is just a nightmare - as if her overindulged daughter. If you have not seen the show, I think it is on tonight. It's like a car wreck.

6. Meetings. What are the point of them?

7. The utter lack of vacation for me this year. I won't be going anywhere until December and then it is to see family. Call me a bitch but that is not a vacation for me. I want to be somewhere nice with a beach and no one that I have to be nice to - other than hotel personnel.

8. My internet radio thingy won't work so I am listening to Joss Stone's CD RATHER LOUD to annoy the dude whose office is next to mine. I am just evil.

9. Just found out that the guy next to me is in depos all day so my evil plan is for naught. FUCK.

10. I want to leave early. I am starting the plotting now.

Elizabeth at 11:11 AM

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Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Someone please explain....

How a band called Evanescense got to be popular. It all sounds like shrieking to me. Is life really that bad?

Elizabeth at 10:45 AM

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Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Random thoughts

Why was I not born into money so that I can do what I do best - sit on my ass and criticize stuff?

Why did I ever think I was cut out to go to law school?

Why did I move to a place known for swamps, flying cockroaches and mosquitoes that are so big that they can carry your ass away?

Why is it not yet football season so that I have at least some sort of reason for lying on the couch on Sundays eating foods that end in -ito and scratching myself?

Why is it only July and I am dangerously close to being out of sick days?

Why do I give a crap what other people think?

Why do I eat stuff that I know will make me sick and have ass explosions WHILE AT WORK?

Why do I enjoy alone time so very much?

Why can I spend way too much time reading up on the lives of all these other people and not go out and get one of my own?

Why is it so easy to be sympathetic to someone whose life you only read about yet so easy to be rough on those you see every day?

Why am I so tired all the time?

Will I ever be debt free? (Talking revolving debt only, of course.)

When huge women wear spandex, what exactly is their thought process there?

Why am I convinced that my pets understand English?

More to come, I'm sure.

Elizabeth at 3:39 PM

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Friday, July 22, 2005

The end is especially true

Your Hidden Talent
You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.
You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel.
People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation.
When you're up, you make everyone happy. But when you're down, everyone suffers.

What's Your Hidden Talent?

Elizabeth at 3:02 PM

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Thank the ever loving skies above that it is finally FRIDAY

Seriously, the whole working last weekend thing was nice for the old paycheck but it has made this week interminably long. That is even with my little mental health break on Wednesday. I was looking over some work that I did over the weekend that is being typed up now by the secretary and she had a couple of questions. It is abundantly clear what work was done on Sunday because I was like punch drunk. I did the same page twice, made listings that made no sense, just put no bates number on one, etc. Luckily the secretary had a sense of humor about it because had that been me typing that shit, I would have been irate.

So, ladies and gents, it's time. Time for what you may ask? Oh, it's TIME FOR YET ANOTHER STORY OF "As the Firm Turns." Oh man, where to start? OK, let's give the basics. There are a total of 10 paralegals here. For those of you who are not privy to this shit, let me splain a tad, mmmmmkay? Normally, you as assigned to work with specific people. For instance, I am technically assigned to work with, let's call them, the Yankee and the Meatball. Why would I say technically? Because that is not reality. I had one case that just settled (God BLESS) with another associate that I inherited from another paralegal. Now that it is settled, I am done with him so let's cross him off the list. But the partner right next door (you know him from previous posts as Fagan - um, probably because that is his name and fortheloveofchristihopenooneatworkcomesuponthisblog). So I also answer to him. Now we have a new associate that I am also sorta doing work for. This does not count the two other associates who are assigned to.....................GUESS WHO????? Oh yes, the Diva. Is she doing their work? Well, what the fuck do you think? I am gonna go with a big fat ass no. I don't even know how many people that is total. Let's just say that it is MORE THAN TWO. So, me and everyone have been busting our asses. And though I may bitch, whine and moan, believe it or not, I am quite certain my work load is smaller than some of these other girls. It's fucking crazy ok. They are losing their minds. Three, count em, three of us have gone to the office manager (I fucking refuse to call her by her new title which is COO because when you work from 10 AM to 3 PM most days, you do not fucking deserve that title, ok?) requesting a paralegal meeting. I mean, none of us know what the hell others are doing or what is going on in anyone's office but our own. We are supposed to be able to help each other out but that is not occuring because we are all a little territorial with our work product and none of us really have the time to go around asking what the status of everyone's shit is, ok? Also, on that rare day that you do not have a deadline looming or 50 thousand documents to go through, you want to exhale. You do not go actively searching for yet more shit to start that you may or may not actually get to finish for someone else. Well, after the 4th request, we finally have a meeting scheduled. Can I tell you what the fuck will be accomplished? Not a fucking thing. Frankly, I think that the ten of us need to sit down with pitchers of margaritas served by Hispanic men in tight black pants and hash this all out and figure out how we can collectively keep one another from ripping our own hair out at the roots. Why am I so anti-management? Because I know nothing will change. We will be fed the party line and given much fake sympathy and sent on our ways. Such fun.

So the diva - how is she not doing the work for her two assigned attorneys? Well, fuck if I know. She somehow managed to get an assistant to help her (an assistant who just passed the fucking bar for Christ's sake) and yet she has continued to work on ONE FUCKING CASE. Granted, it is a huge arbitration that will go through November at the absolute earliest, but in the meantime, guess who is picking up her slack? Me and everyone else. How Fagan is not aware that she is snowing his ass and not as irreplaceable as she has made herself out to be is beyond me. Fagan is a bright guy. We are not talking about some flunky here. The dude is a pretty quick study, ok? However, after getting yet more help in here to assist with the arbitration, she somehow managed to get Fagan to email Barbie (that is the office manager) and say that he needed the Diva until at least September. Either she has him drugged into believing she is the shit or he is tapping that ass and her shit be snappin'. I tend to go with option A.

My one boss lost his secretary so he has a new one that I call Too Tall Sally. Let me boil it down for you. I just got a memo from my boss that is dated 07/12/05. Um, it's the fucking 22nd. So it took her 10 days to get me a 4 line memo. Thankfully, he also emailed me this task because it is time sensitive but HI, 10 damn days for a fucking memo. Are you kidding me? She also has a cure for all that ails you - in the form of crystals. Oh yeah. I am like "Seriously, get the fucking rock away from my chakra because I have a headache and I am fixin' to ram it up your ass." If she tries to get me to go with yet another "herbal" approach, I will go buck.

Well, I do believe I have wasted enough time but I wanted to say hi while I had the chance. Tonight is dinner with some friends. I already put together two pans of lasagna (as noted in SPF, the one thing I can cook well) so hopefully it will turn out great. Tomorrow night is girl's night at mi casa. Lots of margaritas and snacky foods and laughing at things like Astroglide and Scrotum Scrub. Here's to hoping your weekend is as fab as I hope mine will be!!!!!

Elizabeth at 1:23 PM

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Stuff Portrait Friday - Food I have to have in the house


Food I have to have in the house
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
I absolutely must have salsa in the house. If I don't, it is like cause for alarm. My favorite is Tostitos Medium. It's chunky without being too chunky and has a little bite but does not end up creating a "fire in the hole" - if you get my meaning.

Update - that is, indeed, my fat ass kitty on the counter and not what I plan to cook for dinner. I only live in the South. Was not born here. I don't eat possum.

Elizabeth at 8:56 AM

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The one thing I cook well


The one thing I cook well
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
I have to admit that I make some pretty darn good lasagna. In fact, we are having people over for dinner tonight and this is what I am serving. Keep your fingers crossed. If it sucks, Papa Johns will be getting a call.

Elizabeth at 8:54 AM

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Favorite Appliance


Favorite Appliance
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
I am hardly a culinary genius so I would be lost without my microwave. I love it. :)

Elizabeth at 8:53 AM

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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

When mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy

Enter Mental Health Day. I toyed with the idea last night. "I should stay my ass at home tomorrow. Bosses will all be in CLE all day. No one will miss me." Let's just say that talking myself into staying home was not hard. So I laid my ass in bed until about 9ish I think. The step-kids were over last night and spent the night (the first time in the new house) so they were still sleeping. The husband left for work, came back to pick something up and woke me up in the process. I gotta say, I could get behind this staying home stuff. I mean, I did what I wanted to do....at my own pace....had plenty of time to read and still got a lot done. I mean, that's some cool shit. Of course, I never took a shower and there is probably a vapor of smell emanating from me. But I watched day time tv off and on, did laundry, vacuumed, washed the car, unpacked what I truly think is the last box. Now I am enjoying the house to myself and watching Law and Order and reading blogs and searching still for the perfect comforter. It's the simple things that make me happy.

So we invited the kids over last night and they actually came which was nice. Shocking but nice. They swam and ate dinner with us. My step-son's "step-brother" came with them because clearly they are attached at the fucking hip, but that's ok. He seems all right except for the time he referred to my friend's daughter as "Dark Chocolate." That was the night my head flew off my neck and I about bit his fucking body in half. Since then, he is normally pretty quiet around me. Of course, the ex-bitch had to call. We live 3 streets over. She called her daughter's cell, the husband's cell and then the house phone. Seriously, darlin, get a fucking life, ok? Quit pining for the one you no longer have. I also think she is jonesing to get a look at the inside of this house. Not going to happen if I have anything to say about it. I would have to be in quite the understanding mood for that shit to occur.

Tomorrow it is back to work and back to the diva and Cajun Annie and not being able to sleep in. For now though, I am enjoying the fact that I laid around today in my own funk BECAUSE I COULD.

Elizabeth at 8:32 PM

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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Beautiful


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This was taken from my back patio about 20 minutes ago. I actually had the presence of mind to go grab a camera. :)

Elizabeth at 8:39 PM

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Monday, July 18, 2005

House at night


House at night
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
Here is my house all lit up at night with all my stuff outside. It looks so pretty, if I do say so myself.

Elizabeth at 7:48 PM

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A sad boy


A sad boy
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is how Gage looks after him daddy leaves for work. Is that a sad face or what?

Elizabeth at 7:45 PM

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Advice please

What do you say to a friend who just found out that her niece was molested? I won't go into details but suffice it to say that this could have been prevented if the grandmother of this child (my friend's mother) had exercised even a tad of common sense. This just angers me and I hope they find this asswipe and he becomes the bent over butt monkey of some really well endowed man named Big Nasty.

Elizabeth at 4:21 PM

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Wait, it gets better

Just found out that the receptionist who has been married for a nano-second is now pregnant and they are currently looking for a house twice the size of mine because "they really can't afford more than $200K." That may sound like not much to those of y'all near San Fran or NY but down here, that is a fucking King's ransom, mmmmmmkay?

I know I sound like Bitter Betty but this is now the third person that I will have to fake happiness for about her baby while my uterus sits untouched. Rusting. Growing mold.

I need a nap. And some chocolate. Not necessarily in that order.

Elizabeth at 2:52 PM

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Wasted weekend

Hi all,
I have not dropped off the face of the Earth. I have just been a very busy girl with work lately and what little energy I have had left has gone directly into doing more stuff in the house. I ended up with 11.5 hours of OT this week. That may not seem like a lot but being that I was here both damn days this weekend, it sure feels like it. The monster project is thiiiiiiiiiiiiis close to being done. The major stuff regarding all the claimants is done so that is the biggest part. However, I came in yesterday to find yet another project very similar to this one just looming on the horizon. I keep telling myself "The money will be nice...the money will be nice." However, that is very delayed gratification and frankly, I am just tired. I left here yesterday at 1, continued the Great Comforter Hunt of 2005 (no purchase) and ended up coming home where I collapsed after making a sad attempt to watch a flick. I fell asleep for 3.5 hours. Is that pitiful or what? I got up, read a bunch of blogs that I have been way behind on because, GET THIS SHIT, I have had to work at WORK. No blog reading. No shopping online. No nothing. WORK, people. I don't get paid enough for that shit.

This weeks seems to be a little better. I may work late here and there but there will be no working this weekend. NONE, I tell ya. I actually have fun plans this weekend. Friday night we are getting together with some friends from one street over. Don't fucking fall over but I am cooking. I know. No applause necessary. Should be fun because these people are a hoot. Saturday I will clean the house zealously in anticipation of (drum roll please) GIRL'S NIGHT. Four of my girlfriends from work are coming over for artery clogging snack foodages, margaritas, and to see the house and hopefully, weather permitting, take a dip in the pool. :) That should be a blast because these girls, they be makin me laugh and stuff. Sunday I think the husband is off but honestly I can't remember. I wanna say he is though. If that's the case, we will probably catch a flick and do lunch. Unless I put his ass to work like the slave driving shrew I am. Mwahahahahahahahahaha. (That was supposed to be an evil laugh.)

Hope all is well for all of y'all. I have mostly caught up on all your lives, but I may have missed a detail here and there. If I ask dumb questions, just be patient. I am tired and I have been Faganized, so just BEAR WITH ME. (Definition of Faganized: to be sucked into the black hole of securities work with one Mr. Fagan, the partner who is in charge of all these cases from hell. Possible derivatives: Faganators (those who are sucked in), Faganomics (those who move into a whole other tax bracket from all the OT from the aforementioned cases, Faganistas (those who work against us in our quest for securities domination - aka claimants who have millions of dollars and who have been investing since before my birth but claim to have no knowledge of the stock market and how on earth did I lose some of my money?)

I have taken a long enough break now and have probably convinced you all that I am way more of a geek than I really am, but that's ok. I am at peace with my nerdiness. Latah bitchessssssssssssssssssss.

Elizabeth at 10:37 AM

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Friday, July 15, 2005

Things that have drained me lately...

1. Work. We are currently indexing a ton of shit in a giant securities case. I won't go into the whole story of why this chaps my ass but let's just say that this shit should have been done long ago and now we are paying the price. I worked late Tuesday night and will be here all fucking weekend doing this. I know the money will be great but that is very delayed gratification.

2. The house. I love my house but at night I want to go home and do nothing. Painting and buying this and Home Depot-ing that is exhausting. Thank God, we don't have more than our little bit of changing to do. If we were like knocking down walls and shit, I would be crying.

3. Boss #2 aka The Meatball. She is seriously in the process of sabotaging her own career and is been incredibly lax on working on several of her files which has caused me more than a tad bit of stress. Thankfully, another associate has taken over a big file and I now do work through her. So while my work load right now bites big donkey dick, at least I have someone who will give me direction.

4. The way I look. I won't go into detail but I have been taking really crappy care of myself and I am just over it. This will cease.

I am sure there is more but I had to vent briefly on my tiny break I am taking from the nightmare project at work. I hope to have more time this weekend to vent. :)

Elizabeth at 2:03 PM

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Thursday, July 14, 2005

Let's see if y'all were paying some damn attention

Blatantly stolen from Sherri

I made a Quiz for you! Take my Quiz! and then Check out the Scoreboard!

Elizabeth at 9:05 AM

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Friday, July 08, 2005

Stuff Portrait Friday - Favorite framed picture


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
Not even a contest with this one. My signed Mario Lemieux picture. I have lost my obsession with hockey after moving from Pittsburgh but I am still a big fan of his.

Elizabeth at 8:56 AM

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Household pet peeve


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
Crap all over my counter. Right now with the move, it is a very common thing and I am having nervous tics over it.

Elizabeth at 8:54 AM

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Magazine subscriptions


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
Here they are. I am a magazine hound and also get Glamour in the mail. My faves have to be Real Simple and Self.

Elizabeth at 8:53 AM

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Thursday, July 07, 2005

Clearly it is the lack of drugs that has set him off

Y'all must go see this site. It provided me with a much needed lift from this long, very tiring day.

www.tomcruiseisnuts.com

Elizabeth at 1:19 PM

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This should not be a shock to anyone who has met me.










Your Political Profile



Overall: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Social Issues: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal

Ethics: 0% Conservative, 100% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal



How Liberal / Conservative Are You?

Elizabeth at 10:44 AM

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My new home


DCP_1661
Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is obviously the outside. It has now occurred to me that a photographer I am not. Can you say crooked? Anyway, this is my lovely new home and I absolutely adore it and am thoroughly enjoying making it my own. Please do not rag on me for the current lack of organization because I am doing the best I can, bitches. :)

Elizabeth at 9:25 AM

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Where I flop


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is part of my living room. The room is actually quite large and I took pictures from various angles but several of them came out a tad dark. If you want to try to see them, click on this photo and go to Flickr. Please note that the LSU ottoman that is under the table is my husband's, NOT MINE. I am an NFL girl.

Elizabeth at 9:23 AM

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Kitchen


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is my lovely very open kitchen. I am not in any way a fan of wallpaper but for now, this is going to stay. It is only mildly offensive. If only I cooked....

Elizabeth at 9:21 AM

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Dining area


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is where we will break bread. Ok, not really. Normally we will park our asses on the couch and watch some form of crap tv while we eat but let's just SAY that this is where we will eat. I love the bay window because I can be nosy about my neighbors for 3 directions.

Elizabeth at 9:19 AM

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Our room


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
At some point, this will be our room. The room needs to be painted and right now it is a giant clusterfuck but I can't wait to get my stuff in there and make it all purty. Of course, note the dog's big melon looking outside - convinced he is missing SOMETHING.

Elizabeth at 9:17 AM

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Guest room


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is going to be our guest room but right now this is where the husband and I are sleeping because we plan to paint our room this weekend and the thought of moving all that furniture twice made no sense. Hopefully at some point, this will be the baby's room. :)

Elizabeth at 9:16 AM

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Back patio


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is right outside our back door. Of course Gage had to be trotting through when I clicked to take the pic. Gotta love a dog that's a ham.

Elizabeth at 9:14 AM

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Pool


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is our pool which due to recent weather activity in our area is a lovely shade of green. Hopefully that will be recitifed today.

Elizabeth at 9:13 AM

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Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Bush can still bite my ass

Being that I slacked on posting on July 4th, I give you this to chew on.

You Are 67% American
Most times you are proud to be an American.
Though sometimes the good ole US of A makes you cringe
Still, you know there's no place better suited to be your home.
You love your freedom and no one's going to take it away from you!

How American Are You?

Elizabeth at 4:46 PM

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Absence makes the heart grow fonder

New pics of the house should be forthcoming. Stay tuned for those.

That's all I can write because I am at work and exhausted which is a lethal combination. Why have I not won the lottery yet?

Elizabeth at 4:37 PM

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Friday, July 01, 2005

Slanguage

Never been to Australia or prison - go figure.


Your Slanguage Profile

Aussie Slang: 50%
Prison Slang: 50%
British Slang: 25%
Canadian Slang: 25%
Southern Slang: 25%
New England Slang: 0%
Victorian Slang: 0%

What Slanguage Do You Speak?

Elizabeth at 7:28 AM

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