MMMmmmm Steak

So, I am back in The Big Ham tonight. I'll be here till after Thanksgiving. And G took me out to eat at my new fav spot. It's the Original Steakhouse and Sports (get this) THEATER. The bar area is a separate room altogether and they call it a theater I suppose because the whole thing is surrounded by big screen tvs. Kinda like Damon's if you've ever been there. With the boxes on your table to listen to whatever TV you want and everything. Anyway. I ordered my 10 oz ribeye medium rare and oh my. Can we please have a moment of silence? Seriously. That was the best thing ever. It was one of those moments where I wanted to put away every bit of manners I was ever taught and just pick the dang thing up in my hands and chew every piece of meat off of the fat. To some of you, that may sound like the most disgusting thing you've ever heard in your life. But for those of you, like me, who are big time red meat lovers, you know EXACTLY what I'm talking about. It wasn't until after the steak was gone that I realized I actually had fries on my plate. So...I just wanted to share with everyone my wondrous experience with red meat tonight. Thank you and goodnight!

Burned Cabbage...or Dead Body?

Woke up early this morning ready to face the world and Git R Done. About an hour after I ate breakfast, Mom and I were getting ready to run errands and we noticed a rather rank smell coming from our kitchen/laundry room area. At this point I must mention that we live in an apartment complex, if you haven't guessed that already, and our kitchen is "connected" to another person's kitchen. These people also happen to be from another country and happen to like cooking exotic food. Sometimes smelly food. With lots of cabbage in it. So anyway. We figure that one of the neighbors is cooking up a batch of mean home cooking and tried to ignore the stench. But then it continued to get worse...seemingly VERY fast. SO...Mom and I escape out to run our errands leaving the poor dogs and cat to breathe the toxic fumes. On our way past Exotic Neighbor's front door, we notice that there appears to be a swarm of flies gathering...and a few of them are attempting to burrow their way in to the dryer vent. So on our way out we stop by the office and inform the oh-so-polite manager that there might possibly be a dead body in the apartment next to us and we just figured she might like to know since the smell was permeating every nook and cranny of our home. This was at approximately 11 AM. She oh-so-politely said that she would be inspecting some apartments later on and would be oh-so-happy to drop by and find out the source of the impending armageddon. We ventured on to the Y which we ended up joining! **YAY** And after I was all suited up and ready to jump in the pool, I emerge from the shower area, (since I am way too mortified to strip nude in front of total strangers even in a nude-approved locker room), and Mom is dismayed to discover that she has left her bathing suit bottoms at home. (Apparantly, the pool portion of the Y is NOT nude-approved.) So, after donning normal clothing again, and reassuring the membership guru that we did, in fact, adore the Y and we were not disgusted by it and therefore bailing on it after being a member for only a half a second, we made our way home to get her missing bottoms and return to swim. Only...that's not exactly what happened. When we got home, we got out of the car, walked into the breezeway and were literally surrounded by flies! I honestly believe they were trying to form into a battering ram to knock down Exotic Neighbor's door. The smell was almost unbearable. And when we entered our house...well...both dogs and cat were dead...no...just kidding. They were weeping hysterically and begging for gas masks...well, they weren't doing that either, but I bet if they could talk that's what they would've been saying for sure. My gag reflex was in overdrive the smell was so unbelievable. Mom immediately called Miss-Oh-So-Polite-And-Accommodating. (It's 1:30 at this point.) She says, "Oh my, I just got done with my reports. I'll be down there within the hour." Well, the smell was so bad that we were ALMOST positive that she would walk in on a dead body, especially the way those flies were chomping at the bit to get in that apartment...but thanks to years of watching CSI, I knew better. There's no way that smell could have escalated to that point so quickly. Thanks, Gil Grissom. So, I'm guessing Miss Thang was either curious or bored because she was down here in 15 minutes flat with the maintenance guy. I was standing outside when they walked around the corner. HA! That was a Kodak moment! She's like, "What is that AWFUL smell!?! And what are all these flies doing here?!?" Hmmm, Sherlock...that's what we've been trying to figure out all day. Why don't you take your manicured ass in there and find out? So, they barge in there and the next thing I hear is a sizzle and WWWHHHHOOOOSSSHHHH sound. And if I thought the stench was bad before, I was REALLY in for it now...oh dear...the smell that came pouring out of that apartment repulsed me as much as it delighted those flies. I can't even describe the fumes that entered my nostrils. The dogs came running outside at that point. As did my mom who HAD to see what was happening for the good of the apartment complex. I took the dogs behind the apartment building around to the front where Missy Miss had put a thoroughly charred pan on Exotic Neighbor's patio. When I passed by, she was walking back towards the office cursing about how she'd smell like that crap all day. I'm thinking, WOW...how bout all your crap in your HOUSE smelling like that all day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Needless to say, thank goodness Mom forgot her bottoms because Exotic Neighbor decided to leave some home cooking still cooking while he went to work all day. And it was well on it's way to burning and could have burned the apartment building down if Mom hadn't called and they hadn't extinguished it. I say "it", because we still have no idea what "it" is. I'm 99% sure "it" has cabbage in it. And the smoke alarms decided to be lazy today. And now I have a raging headache from smelling whatever "it" was all day long. But a few good things came out of all this. Miss-Oh-So-Polite probably ruined her nails and smelled like burnt ass and cabbage all day. Not to mention she had to say thank you to my mom for calling her which I know irked her to no end. Exotic Neighbor will have stench and ravenous flies in his apartment for a month. AND...I have an uber exciting post today! Stay tuned! We will be moving into the new house in the next month so there might not be as much drama to report! Drink it in while you can.

Moral for today...spare your friends and family...never cook cabbage.

Been SO Long!

I know it's been a long time since I've posted. Blame it on depression, laziness, being busy...who knows. But alas...here I am. As of now, I am sitting at my computer in J. Watching the Tigers play the Bulldogs...so far, not so good, but it's still the first half. We still may have a miracle on our hands. I hate not having a job...correction. I hate not having money. I LOVE not working. Who wouldn't. I mean, I don't like the fact that I don't have a purpose...a career that I'm proud of, or something that I'm good at, but I do not miss working the same old same old jobs at a desk for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. Granted, I miss the people at certain jobs...you know who you are! ; ) I want to do something that I am good at but also that I can be proud of and make money doing. But isn't that everyone's dream? Maybe it's that I think I'm not good enough to achieve that. Who knows. I think I've been over this before. I know I have in my head almost everyday. Which is why it's such an important thing to get it out I suppose. I keep thinking maybe I should do the medical transcription and coding certification school. But I have to wait and see if Voc Rehab will take me. It seems as if my life right now is waiting on other people. But I digress. Even if I do the medical stuff, will I like it? I know if it takes off it will make me more money than I was making, but will it give me the fulfillment I've been longing for? Everyone keeps telling me that I should become a writer. Well, I am a writer. Always have been. I just don't actually write and publish things. And this goes back to not thinking I'm good enough. There's something in my mind that tells me that there isn't any way that I can be one of "those" people. They are in a different league. They are on another PLANET as far as I'm concerned. I'm not like them. I don't have what it takes. Again. Who knows.

As for me and G, we're great. His mom had surgery on her foot and got that straightened out...literally. She's been in a cast for the past 6 weeks. And when she gets out of it, she will be able to walk a lot better. I've been going back and forth between here and there to help care for her since she couldn't do ANYTHING for herself with that thing on her foot. I'm so happy for her that she'll get some of her independence back. A lot of things will be changing around there once she does.

Mom and I are trying to join the Y. They just built a brand new one right up the road from the new house. Which would ROCK. We have to fill out the financial assistance forms for it though since neither one of us has a job! But we went and toured it the other day and it's super nice and they have 2 indoor pools that look totally delicious. I can't wait to go and start losing weight. Mom's already lost 20 pounds in just a month or so from being on her meds. I recently started on Topomax...and WOWZA! It totally curbs my appetite which is one of the reasons the docs prescribed it to me. So I'm totally pumped about that. I have to ramp up the dosages though because it has to build up in your blood stream, and last night was the first night that I took 2 tablets. And I woke up this morning and WASN'T in a whole lot of pain! I couldn't believe it! I actually pinched myself a few times just to make sure I was still alive! This could be good.

Let's just say that I was cured from this horrid disease tomorrow. That actually scares me because I would have no earthly idea what to do with myself. I don't want to go back to the same old jobs and the same old life. I just have no idea what I would do with myself. So, I guess I need to do what my mom suggested and brainstorm some ideas as to how I can move forward with my life NOW. And how I can better myself NOW. Good plan. Maybe I will do that and then post it on here for the whole world to read.

My life in print. Maybe that will be the title to the novel that will change my life.

Peace out home chili fries! I plan to continue updating a little more frequently this time! Hopefully with a little more interesting content than this one!

Love to all, always!

~*MareBear*~