October 23rd 2006

My Prayer's ARE Answered!

SHORT ENTRY

The HUNK Stays!

The answer to my prayers and you guys did it! Yes Folks... the Hunk is staying!

Somehow he was talked into staying. Seems there are many changed and opportunites at Big Retailer and he's decided to STAY! YIPPIEEEEEEEEE

This news made my day, my week, my YEAR! There is a Heaven and Hunk-O-Licious is his name. Even IF he is gay... he's a ray of sunlight entering a room. You know the guy that makes everyone smile and creates harmony wherever he goes. There's just something about someone special and he's got the "IT Factor"

Not many people have "IT" but You Know IT if You've got IT.

Just got home from a long night of walking around the football field I call work. Musta jogged at least 10 miles today. And I do mean jogged! I dunno how, but even my belly is smaller. I hate sit ups and loath leg ups. But work has indeed created a smaller leg size for moi. My regular pants are baggy, not around the belly so much, but now I can hold my belly in.. hahahaha. Wierd how that makes your boobs look bigger, and I don't need that. Even tho, I thought I'd give you the good news first.

This weekend my lovely sister came for a visit. She stayed over my Dad's for the most part. She went with me to the temple on Saturday and afterwards we had Birfday lunch with my Mom. Mom is always weird around my sister. I don't know why. Perhaps she just can't get away with nagging her, bossing her around or saying harsh words, so she doesn't know what to say. There were awkward moments during lunch. You know the long long silences, stares and munching saying how good the food was. My sister seems to always say things about my brother, who needs some.. uhhh lets say... reasoning? Ok.. that's a good word. He needs to not be so self centered. As his son is out of the hospital this past week and has to stay at home since he has an open wound.

Matter a fact, the Nephew rang my doorbell just as I was about to leave for work. We hugged and I gave him a back pack that I bought for him. He said Thank You and that he really needed it. Grabbed some of his mail and the thing is.. he was walking on his injured leg. No crutched or cane. Such a brave and kindhearted guy. I love my nephew. Then OkOk.. back to Saturday with Sister....

After the uneasy lunch with Mummy Dearest, sister wanted to go to the gambling casino. It's a card one, and she is getting good at poker. I firmly believe in her retirement years we'll be seeing her on TV at one of those poker championships. She's REALLY good. And didn't lose a dime, matter a fact when she cashed out, she made over a $100 bucks!

Then we went shopping at the dollar store.. hehehe.. big spender she is.... bought all sorts of Tinker Bell stuff. She's a pediatrician, so there's something about kid stuff that looks cute at her job. Then we head over Dad's where he was waiting for us to cook Catfish and play dominoes. Of course he won, but I came in a close second and if it wasn't midnight and me having to go to the temple early in the morning, I would have stayed longerDad loves his fried catfish.. and asked me to cook, but he grabs the fish, batter's it and dips it in the pan.. soo funny. All he wanted me to do is stand there and watch the fish fry.

When I left Pacifia, the sky was so clear, I couldn't believe it. If any of you know Pacifica it's called Fog City for a reason. So I thought.. OH BOY, I'll get to go watch the meteor shower at Ocean Beach! Duhhh... As soon as I turned down Skyline Blvd. I descended into a fog blanket you couldn't see the stop lights 10 yards away. Sigh! So I slowly drove home, it was kinda scary if you've ever been in fog at night it reminds me of a halloween flick. I kept looking around for Jason or something creepy. Nothing happened, just my imagination.

Well.. doggie is barking... FEED ME... as she doesn't like what's in the dish. So let me go see what else I can give her.. I really don't think that chicken/beef combo is good. There must be something fishy about the flavor. Or perhaps it's just bad food or upsets her stomach. I'd rather go see what it's about than to have a loose bootay doggie. IF you know what I mean.

Hugz n Lub, Bebe da FairyLiciousGodMum