...grant my last request...

Crappy-cold-accident-inducing weather. :( Thai food and tea with Les was quite lovely though.

A Saturday AND Sunday off during the holiday season...I'm THAT good. Of course my first day back is a 12 hour day. :( Long and uber boring. [Next Monday will be 13 hours, gotta LOVE those extended mall hours.]

Ugh, what's going on? Why do I feel the need to know what's going on, when it's really none of my business? Stupid girl feelings.

Gotta let go of the things I can't control.

The mall being open until 10PM during the week is DUMB. No one is out that late shopping. Next week maybe. What a waste of payroll and resources. And don't tell me it's extra money in my pocket because I'd get the same amount of hours either way. It just means I won't get home until later.

My Ex's wedding was beautiful. I'm glad that he's found someone. I'm just a wee bit jealous.

"...it's such a sweet memory/baby of you and me/and how we used to be/beautifully young/sometimes I just sit and smile/thinking about you for awhile/wondering how you and I/it's such a sweet memory...you were so funny/had me in stitches/and now any man I date/must make me laugh/kissed me in places...you were so sweet...you saw the good in me/even talked about marrying me/the future we tried to see...would we still have the same chemistry..."

Warm, toasty crocheted hats for sale. Really I'd make them for free if people just provided the yarn, but if someone wants to pay for them, that's fine too. Hey I've got bills today and the extra money ALWAYS helps.

Watching Common dancing with Ellen makes me want to dance with him. Grab his hand, pull him to the dance floor and dance and laugh and have a good time.

Wow! An order for 100 cards. Seriously? I can dig it. Glad I let Duwayno take those cards to shop them around, even though it was a bit hard to part with them. For those of you who didn't know...I make greeting cards. They're pretty awesome and special.

It's like the opportunities are just falling from the sky. I like it. Gotta make sure I get my ducks in a row and do it right though. Funny thing...I wrote myself a check (recommended from my readings of the Law of Attraction) and things are starting to happen. I need to go back and reread those books. More positive thoughts and positive actions. It really DOES work.

Jerks...sending my settlement via eCheck so I can't go on my mini shopping spree. My coupons better be valid by the time the check clears.

*deep heavy irritated sigh* I don't get why some people are so caught up with appearances. Why is it inappropriate for two friends to have lunch together? Yes, my friend has a significant other, but if the relationship is as secure as he says it is, then what's the problem? It's just lunch. We'll eat and talk, probably talk more about business than anything else. But why is it okay for him to give me a ride home late at night? People can see us leave together and know that he's taking me home, but it's not okay for anyone to see us sitting together having a meal? I don't get it. Can someone please explain why this is inappropriate? One person thinks it could be because he digs me...highly unlikely, but...I am quite charming and beautiful.

Let go. Let go. Let go.

"...baby let's get closer tonight/grant my last request/and just let me hold you/don't shrug your shoulders/lay down beside me/sure I can't except we're going no where/but one last time let's go there/lay down beside me/I've found that I'm bound/to wander down that lonely road/and I realize all about your lies/but I'm no wiser than the fool I was before/I just want you closer/is that alright/baby let's get closer tonight...tell how can this be wrong/grant my last request/and just let me hold you..."

Why do I keep thinking it's Friday? Christmas needs to go ahead and just come and go so that we can get to New Year's and have the holidays be over.

I think I need to find someone who is anti-Christmas as well and see if they want to go out for Chinese that day or Thai.

Why am I so tired all the time? It seems like I've been feeling like this for the past couple of months. Six hours of sleep used to be fine, now eight or nine hours of sleep isn't even enough. What's going on?

I need a LBD (little black dress). I'm growing into the dressing up phase. Don't get me wrong I still love my t-shirts, hoodies, jeans and sneakers. I'm just liking to occasionally switch things up and surprise people. Get out of the rut and grab some attention.

For it to be winter, my skin still has a lovely tan. I'm usually starting to get quite pasty by now.

My chest and tummy ache when I see/hear information about him that isn't quite to my liking. What is that? Why do I care about him that much?

"...hands down/I'm too proud for love/so with eyes shut/it's you I'm thinking of/but how do we move from A to B/it can't be up to me/cause I don't know/eye to eye/thigh to thigh/I let go/I think I'm a little bit/a little bit/a little bit in love with you/but only if you're a little bit/little bit/little bit/in la la la la love with me...and for you I keep my legs apart/and forget about my tainted heart/and I will never ever be the first to say it/but still game over/I would do it/ push a button/pull a trigger/climb a mountain/jump off a cliff/cause you know babe/I love I love you a little bit...come here/stay with me/stroke me by the head/I would give anything anything/to have you as my man...little bit/little bit/little bit in love with you/but only if you're a little bit/little bit/little bit in love with me..."

Two weeks notice. I don't think I've ever put in two weeks notice.

Sometimes I think the kid has a crush on me. Either that or he's just really, really nice. Dinner, dessert, etc. and then when I try to return the favor...it's no, no I don't need anything don't worry about me. That and it's been mentioned that when I'm off he talks about me. Oy.

You girls really need to get over your insecurities. I'm not trying to steal your man.

"Well I know I'm getting an iPod and if I'm don't I'm going to be pissed." -bratty teenage girl talking to her mother. Really??? Is that what Christmas is about? I wanted to turn around and smack her. Brat. One of the few reasons I don't celebrate.

Is Christmas over yet?

"...last Christmas/I gave you my heart/but the very next day/you gave it away/this year to save me from tears/I'll give it to someone special..." I don't know this is my favorite Christmas song, but it is.

Must start working on that goals/affirmations list for the new year. No resolutions. And the winter wish list.

All of a sudden I can't decide what I want for my new ink. *sigh*

Looking, looking, looking for a kitchen table. Must get one soon so I can get to work.

Wishing, hoping, dreaming...him. A girl can dream can't she. I'm in a sappy love song mood. *hmmph*

"...what would it take/to show you what you mean to me/every word I say/let's you know that you complete me/I'd paint your name in stars/I'd be all that you'd want in life/if given me the chance/I know I'd make the perfect wife/the way I feel about you/is more complex than the words I say/the reason I feel this way/I wanna do for you/it's easy to say I love you/so the truth of my love shall reveal/this feeling I have inside/I wanna do for you/can't you see true love/it's staring you right in your eyes/I've given you so much/your heart I'd never compromise/we've been through all the rights and wrongs in life/together we'll keep getting by/so now it's up to you/I want to be that perfect wife..."