Just the beginning

I have always wanted to write a book.  So far in my life, it just hasn't happened.  Yet.  I think I'm starting this blog to see how I really feel about writing and if it is ever possible to write something that is interesting enough for other people to want to read.  I also think that I'm starting this blog to leave a legacy for my kids.  A legacy of what?  Words?  I guess so....

I just recently finished reading my Grama's travel journals.  They started in 1984 and went to 1991.  Very impressive.  My Grama passed away over a year ago and it made me feel closer to her to hear what she did everyday while on vacation.  This also sparked my interest in writing again....though it has never died over the years, maybe my children would like to read my daily thoughts when I am gone. 

That being said....I am planning on talking about everything...and anything in this blog.  I went ahead and put the adult content advisory on it because I'm sure it will get plenty snarky and dark at times.  I'm not even sure if I'm going to tell my friends and family about this blog....I want to write completely honestly and I'm sure I'll step on toes and hurt feelings which is never my intent.  I hope I can be brave enough to ask them all to read it.  One day. 

So, for today, I'll just say that I love my job.  I really really love my job but I'm ready to go home already!  Sometimes, I just don't feel like sitting here!  I currently work at a credit union in the call center.  Yep, I wear a head set and answer people's questions about their bank accounts all day long.  Some people are really nice and others are complete morons.  I mean, I guess everyone has their bad days right?  I'm sure sometimes I sound like a moron too.  I love it when people call and say, "Can I have your routing number please?" and then when I start to immediately recite this memorized number, I hear, "Hold on a minute, let me get a pen."  WHAT??  You just called me!  I have what you need!  You're not ready?  LOSERS!



I mean, this is not the finger I was thinking about but whatever!

I have a million funny work stories from working my butt off since...when did I start working again...A LONG TIME AGO.  I'll save those for another time.

Today I am going to RUN like hell  leave work and head home to cook dinner.  My husband, who will forever be known in this blog as Supa Darling, is closing down his job tonight so I'm on dinner duty.  I always said that I hate to cook and I have no idea how but lately I have been trying new things and really putting together some half way decent stuff to eat.  No one has died yet and that is a great thing.

As long as it doesn't come in a container like this...we should be fine.

My very close friend (we'll call her Kitti Marmalade) comes over to visit every Wednesday night and have dinner with us.  I'm pretty excited to see her.  I don't think we see enough of her so when we do see her...I don't want her to leave.  We usually watch "So You Think You Can Dance" together and that is one of the high points of my week.  I'm fucking boring.  I get that...but I love dance shows!  ANYHOW, Kitti is bringing a few thing to contribute to dinner (did I mention that we're lower (and I mean loooowwwwer) middle class and I need help feeding people?) and I am going to make my Grama's recipe for Tuna Patties....she called them Tuna Bricks with Mortar Sauce...I know, sounds crazy but basically it's tuna patties browned in a skillet with a creamy cheese sauce poured over the top, we're having peas on the side.  YUM!  I am so glad that I perfected that recipe before she passed away.  If I could never have that dish again for the rest of my life...I would be a very pissy bitch!

Tuna bricks,  my Kitti Marmalade, my two sweet babies and my really nice, large tv...(don't forget broke, still making payments on that nice tv), sounds like a great night to me.



This is how Kitti and I will look tonight...