Passive aggressive bitches and "friends" who obviously don't care. Yeah. That's the topic for today.
If you don't want to be my friend, then don't. Its seriously no sweat off my back. I could care less.
There are a select few people in this world that I actually TRY to remain friends with. And by that I mean less than a handful. I have many acquaintances. And people qualify as "keep your friends close and enemies closer" but other than that, if you don't like me, or what I have to say, then do me a favor and remove me from your friends list or whatever, and just don't talk to me.
I'll also add that being my friend is pretty nice. I always help my friends WHENEVER I can. If I care about you, I take care of you. I help you, without expecting you to help me back. I offer my free time to you so that I can watch your children free of charge, and I go out of my way to make sure you feel better when you're feeling down. I know I'm a good friend. And I'm comfortable with myself as a friend.
And I don't bitch out on people for stupid reasons.
Aaron has been working like 24/7 for the past 3 months and when he has free time he still puts forth effort to see his friends when really he barely has time to say hi to me. I know he is a good friend too. I wouldn't have committed the rest of my life to him if he wasn't. He's my BEST friend. So I know how he treats his friends to. I feel bad when he doesn't get the same in return. I know it upsets him, but he won't say that. I can just see it in his expression.
And about the passive aggressive bitches part, I'm just going to ignore that for today. I don't need to get myself in trouble by vomiting too many words. LOL
But I will say, you bitches won't ever have my lasagne again! Or any of my cooking for that matter.
:D
Sucks to be you. Seriously.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
It's not a schedule, but rather, a guestimation.
I have a handy-dandy planner that I keep track of EVERYTHING on, in order to maintain control of my life..
Because I'm soooo busy...
Not really. But I need my planner to keep track of my life. So I just it. Its a big one, 8x11 size. I write all my school assignments in it, all important school dates, all Pampered Chef shows, coffee dates, doctors appointments, babysitting...I mean EVERYTHING goes into this thing so that I make sure I show up when I'm supposed to. I hate being late. I hate canceling on people, and I hate hate HATE forgetting things. I also hate making people wait.
Lets talk more about the waiting.
The Charlotte has this wonderful thing they like to call a "schedule" of all the upcoming sea trials, EastPac, Rimpac, WestPac, all that nonsense. But really. The thing is not a schedule. It's more of a "hey this is the date that we are supposed to leave so tell your wives that and then tomorrow we are going to give you a new date, and then the day after that we will give you a new date. So really what we are saying is that we have no idea we are just throwing random dates out at you so that you have no idea what the eff is going on."
Yeah.
I don't know about you, but thats not how I run my "schedule."
Hey, Kristie, sorry. Can't make it to coffee tomorrow. I'm going to push it back until March 3rd. But then on March 2nd I'm going to tell you I can't make it until March 9th. And then March 9th at 7:45am when you are prepping for me to come (or in the case of the submarine, have already said goodbye to your man) I'm going to tell you my car broke down and I can't come until tomorrow.
Again. Yeah.....
Seriously. Why can't women run the Navy? Everything would be so on time!
For reals. JUST LEAVE!
Because I'm soooo busy...
Not really. But I need my planner to keep track of my life. So I just it. Its a big one, 8x11 size. I write all my school assignments in it, all important school dates, all Pampered Chef shows, coffee dates, doctors appointments, babysitting...I mean EVERYTHING goes into this thing so that I make sure I show up when I'm supposed to. I hate being late. I hate canceling on people, and I hate hate HATE forgetting things. I also hate making people wait.
Lets talk more about the waiting.
The Charlotte has this wonderful thing they like to call a "schedule" of all the upcoming sea trials, EastPac, Rimpac, WestPac, all that nonsense. But really. The thing is not a schedule. It's more of a "hey this is the date that we are supposed to leave so tell your wives that and then tomorrow we are going to give you a new date, and then the day after that we will give you a new date. So really what we are saying is that we have no idea we are just throwing random dates out at you so that you have no idea what the eff is going on."
Yeah.
I don't know about you, but thats not how I run my "schedule."
Hey, Kristie, sorry. Can't make it to coffee tomorrow. I'm going to push it back until March 3rd. But then on March 2nd I'm going to tell you I can't make it until March 9th. And then March 9th at 7:45am when you are prepping for me to come (or in the case of the submarine, have already said goodbye to your man) I'm going to tell you my car broke down and I can't come until tomorrow.
Again. Yeah.....
Seriously. Why can't women run the Navy? Everything would be so on time!
For reals. JUST LEAVE!
Friday, February 24, 2012
I'm trying to imagine you with a personality.
Seriously, some people just blow my mind.
I posted on a few of the many groups I am apart of on Facebook that are resources for military wives/fiances/girlfriends on the island. I asked if anyone knew whether or not military can travel to Jamaica because a friend was wondering. Her and her fiance want to go there for their honeymoon. They had originally chosen Cancun, Mexico, but that is 100% off limits for military right now.
In case you didn't know, any place that is listed on the US Consulate Travel Advisories list is off limits for military. This list is the places that the US advise you NOT to travel unless on military business, because they are not safe for Americans to be at.
Therefore, if you are just going there for shits and giggles, you are not allowed to go there!!
But really, who would want to go anywhere in Mexico right now?! A few girls I knew went to a resort in Acapulco for Spring Break last year and a few days after they arrive there were beheadings. Thats right, HEADS of people showed up on resort property one morning. No where is safe in Mexico with all the drug wars going on!
Anyways, a few people commented, somewhat rudely, asking where I got my information from because "a few of my friends just went and I know a few others that are planning on going! I've never heard that before." And then a few other people "liked" comments wondering where my info came from because they obviously don't feel as if I provide valid information. I knew if I kept on saying anything that these women would start a Facebook fight. AND GO ALL CAP LOCKS ON MY ASS. So I just said forget it.
But really, why don't you do some research for yourself? If you don't like what someone says, or you don't believe that their information is valid, GO LOOK IT UP YOURSELF!!!!
I'd like to introduce you to this fabulous thing called a search engine. You might be familiar with a few. Some common ones are: Google, Yahoo!, and Bing.
USE THEM.
LOOK THINGS UP.
FIND OUT THINGS FOR YOURSELF......!!!!
Okay, sorry. But really. If you don't like what someone has to say, then fine. But you don't need to be rude because you don't agree with someone. If you don't think that something is right that I have done research about, then fine! Prove me wrong and I would happily back down.
Also, in case anyone was wondering, the information that I found came directly from travel.state.gov which is clearly a reliable source for information. I also know they were told by a higher up that they can't go to Cancun and I've been told by someone else that her husband's Commanding Officer told them that they can't go to Cancun.
So far so good on Jamaica, though.
I posted on a few of the many groups I am apart of on Facebook that are resources for military wives/fiances/girlfriends on the island. I asked if anyone knew whether or not military can travel to Jamaica because a friend was wondering. Her and her fiance want to go there for their honeymoon. They had originally chosen Cancun, Mexico, but that is 100% off limits for military right now.
In case you didn't know, any place that is listed on the US Consulate Travel Advisories list is off limits for military. This list is the places that the US advise you NOT to travel unless on military business, because they are not safe for Americans to be at.
Therefore, if you are just going there for shits and giggles, you are not allowed to go there!!
But really, who would want to go anywhere in Mexico right now?! A few girls I knew went to a resort in Acapulco for Spring Break last year and a few days after they arrive there were beheadings. Thats right, HEADS of people showed up on resort property one morning. No where is safe in Mexico with all the drug wars going on!
Anyways, a few people commented, somewhat rudely, asking where I got my information from because "a few of my friends just went and I know a few others that are planning on going! I've never heard that before." And then a few other people "liked" comments wondering where my info came from because they obviously don't feel as if I provide valid information. I knew if I kept on saying anything that these women would start a Facebook fight. AND GO ALL CAP LOCKS ON MY ASS. So I just said forget it.
But really, why don't you do some research for yourself? If you don't like what someone says, or you don't believe that their information is valid, GO LOOK IT UP YOURSELF!!!!
I'd like to introduce you to this fabulous thing called a search engine. You might be familiar with a few. Some common ones are: Google, Yahoo!, and Bing.
USE THEM.
LOOK THINGS UP.
FIND OUT THINGS FOR YOURSELF......!!!!
Okay, sorry. But really. If you don't like what someone has to say, then fine. But you don't need to be rude because you don't agree with someone. If you don't think that something is right that I have done research about, then fine! Prove me wrong and I would happily back down.
Also, in case anyone was wondering, the information that I found came directly from travel.state.gov which is clearly a reliable source for information. I also know they were told by a higher up that they can't go to Cancun and I've been told by someone else that her husband's Commanding Officer told them that they can't go to Cancun.
So far so good on Jamaica, though.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
There can not be a crisis next week, my schedule is already full.
Man, this has been one crazy busy month! Possibly the busiest since I moved here. I have had something going on almost every single day, including my most Pampered Chef shows EVER in one month: 5!! I had two cancellations...one that was expected from someone who was giving me the major run around for quite some time.
On Monday Aaron came home relatively early from work, that was nice! He walked in the door and I knew something was up, because he asked me to close my eyes and cover them with my hands to ensure no peeking!! He put something in the kitchen, and came to get me in the living room. I figured maybe he brought home flowers or something like that, but no! On the floor was this little white box with holes in the sides labeled "pet wagon!"
Ah!!! I freaked out before I even opened the box! I knew there was a cat inside, but I had no idea what he/she looked like. I quickly opened the box and out popped little 7 pound white and black baby Guava!! She is 2 years and 1 month old but she's a lil' baby :) She just looked right at me and waited for me to pick her up!
She is sooooo sweet! She let me carry her around and hold her for like 20 minutes before I finally put her down. I love that she is so mellow and loves to be held, but she likes to play too! I can NOT believe Aaron surprised me with her. I was so shocked! Best present ever :)
She even slept with us the whole night the very first night she came home with us. That's really good! She is adapting well :)
...Even if she did bite the crap out of me this morning for gently removing her from my nightstand. Then she rubbed on my leg. Maybe she's a little bipolar. But that's okay, her cuteness makes up for it!
I'm really just so happy though. I feel like Aaron, myself, and the kitty are like a little family now :) Silly..I know. But its true.
I'm glad I'll have Guava to keep me company during all these upcoming underways Aaron will be on.
On Monday Aaron came home relatively early from work, that was nice! He walked in the door and I knew something was up, because he asked me to close my eyes and cover them with my hands to ensure no peeking!! He put something in the kitchen, and came to get me in the living room. I figured maybe he brought home flowers or something like that, but no! On the floor was this little white box with holes in the sides labeled "pet wagon!"
Ah!!! I freaked out before I even opened the box! I knew there was a cat inside, but I had no idea what he/she looked like. I quickly opened the box and out popped little 7 pound white and black baby Guava!! She is 2 years and 1 month old but she's a lil' baby :) She just looked right at me and waited for me to pick her up!
She is sooooo sweet! She let me carry her around and hold her for like 20 minutes before I finally put her down. I love that she is so mellow and loves to be held, but she likes to play too! I can NOT believe Aaron surprised me with her. I was so shocked! Best present ever :)
She even slept with us the whole night the very first night she came home with us. That's really good! She is adapting well :)
...Even if she did bite the crap out of me this morning for gently removing her from my nightstand. Then she rubbed on my leg. Maybe she's a little bipolar. But that's okay, her cuteness makes up for it!
I'm really just so happy though. I feel like Aaron, myself, and the kitty are like a little family now :) Silly..I know. But its true.
I'm glad I'll have Guava to keep me company during all these upcoming underways Aaron will be on.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
My mom once said the only reason men are alive is for lawn care and vehicle maintenance.
For the sake of this conversation, on this very morning, that thing upstairs still sleeping at 10am, is in fact only still alive for the sake of lawn care and vehicle maintenance. Two things he does well at. Minus car washing.
Now, just a disclaimer. I love Aaron very much, we ALL know that. But, he has male anatomy. And that for that very reason, sometimes I want to rip off his male anatomy and put in a blender and then feed it to him.
He makes my head spin. Sometimes all you have to do is just smile and nod.
He comes home from work yesterday and tells me that he has the WHOLE weekend off, and says "I'm going offroading tomorrow."
OH? You are? Okay...Well what about myself who has spent the last 2 months waiting around for your ass to have a day off. What am I chopped liver?
Apparently so.
So I said...YOU are going? Or WE are going? And he said in a low pitched aggravated tone "well you can come if you really want to."
Oh, thank you, for that oh so kind invitation. I really feel like you want me around! a;owielkjfdad
So after I brushed that one under the rug for the sake of knowing that he is not going offroading, he's helping me clean the garage, we go to get Josie washed.
Josie is my new car.
Anyways, he made it very clear that I am to be the one to keep this car clean, of course, because I drive it. So I get out, start rinsing it off, and then after rinsing off the soap, he takes the pressure washer thingy away from me and starts doing all the crazy shit like protectant and wax. He took the pressure washer away because we were running out of time and he didn't have any quarters left.
Now....any woman would think, why didn't he just stop spraying the car for 10 seconds so you could go in said car and get more quarters?
Exactly.
But no. We had to rush through the rest of the car washing experience and do a half assed job because time was running out. I was doing a fabulous job with the foaming brush and rinsing off the car after that myself but I wasn't working fast enough for him because I was taking my time and making my car as pretty as possible PER HIS REQUEST. Now I know from experience, if you don't wash that wax off with the high pressure wax it leaves a film and it makes the car look "milky" coated. But HE knows how to properly wash the car, not myself. I'm not competent enough. Just like I can adopt a human at the age of 20, but not a kitten.
It gets better.
We get home, and he sees the car under the light and says "this car needs like a real wash job."
Uhhh...'Scuse me!? Say what!?
Maybe if you had let me continue doing it the proper not half assed way, you would not feel that way. But thank you anyways, for validating my point to me that you were rushing at the end and now its not as pretty as it could be.
Men.
Sigh.
Tomorrow, I will continue my rant about men, in which we will talk about Rick Santorum and how he wants to outlaw birth control.
Babies for all!
Now, just a disclaimer. I love Aaron very much, we ALL know that. But, he has male anatomy. And that for that very reason, sometimes I want to rip off his male anatomy and put in a blender and then feed it to him.
He makes my head spin. Sometimes all you have to do is just smile and nod.
He comes home from work yesterday and tells me that he has the WHOLE weekend off, and says "I'm going offroading tomorrow."
OH? You are? Okay...Well what about myself who has spent the last 2 months waiting around for your ass to have a day off. What am I chopped liver?
Apparently so.
So I said...YOU are going? Or WE are going? And he said in a low pitched aggravated tone "well you can come if you really want to."
Oh, thank you, for that oh so kind invitation. I really feel like you want me around! a;owielkjfdad
So after I brushed that one under the rug for the sake of knowing that he is not going offroading, he's helping me clean the garage, we go to get Josie washed.
Josie is my new car.
Anyways, he made it very clear that I am to be the one to keep this car clean, of course, because I drive it. So I get out, start rinsing it off, and then after rinsing off the soap, he takes the pressure washer thingy away from me and starts doing all the crazy shit like protectant and wax. He took the pressure washer away because we were running out of time and he didn't have any quarters left.
Now....any woman would think, why didn't he just stop spraying the car for 10 seconds so you could go in said car and get more quarters?
Exactly.
But no. We had to rush through the rest of the car washing experience and do a half assed job because time was running out. I was doing a fabulous job with the foaming brush and rinsing off the car after that myself but I wasn't working fast enough for him because I was taking my time and making my car as pretty as possible PER HIS REQUEST. Now I know from experience, if you don't wash that wax off with the high pressure wax it leaves a film and it makes the car look "milky" coated. But HE knows how to properly wash the car, not myself. I'm not competent enough. Just like I can adopt a human at the age of 20, but not a kitten.
It gets better.
We get home, and he sees the car under the light and says "this car needs like a real wash job."
Uhhh...'Scuse me!? Say what!?
Maybe if you had let me continue doing it the proper not half assed way, you would not feel that way. But thank you anyways, for validating my point to me that you were rushing at the end and now its not as pretty as it could be.
Men.
Sigh.
Tomorrow, I will continue my rant about men, in which we will talk about Rick Santorum and how he wants to outlaw birth control.
Babies for all!
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.
Could someone please tell me WHY on gods green earth that you have to be 21 years of age to adopt an animal from the humane society?
In case we all might have forgotten, I have composed a list of things that one can do when they are 18 years old:
1. Buy cigarettes
2. Be sued
3. File a lawsuit
4. Get married
5. Get divorced
6. ENLIST IN THE MILITARY (we'll go more in depth on that one later)
7. Buy pornography
8. Pawn something
9. Legally change your name
10. Get a tattoo without parental permission
11. VOTE
12. Be on Jerry Springer
13. Buy a lottery ticket
14. Buy spray paint
15. Get a hotel room
16. Get a costco membership
17. Finance a car
18. Purchase insurance
19. Apply for a business license
20. Go skydiving
21. Go to a strip club
22. Work in a strip club
25. Buy a house
26. Sign a lease
27. Write a check
28. Buy nitrous oxide
29. Cash a savings bond
30. Adopt a child (yes, its true)
31. Be convicted as an adult
32. Buy a monkey
33. Rent a porta potty
34. Start a 401K
35. MAKE YOUR OWN FREAKIN' DECISIONS
I'll stop there.
SO. Where I'm going with this.
At the age of 18, I can join the military, buy a house, buy a car, get married and divorced in the same year if I so choose, purchase a monkey AND rent a porta potty, but I can't adopt a kitten.
REALLY!??!?!?!?!;aowielkjpoa;iweklsfd
HOW is this not a joke?!
There is a PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION this year. And there will be hundreds of thousands of 18 year olds that will be VOTING for the next person to run this oh so fabulous country.
But...you're telling me that at the ripe old age of 20, I can not adopt a kitten.
Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
Onto my next point, WHY can someone enlist in the military at the age of 17, just as Aaron did, however, they can not enjoy a beer at the end of their 16 hour work day, or when they get back from deployment?
Age vs. Maturity people. It's a serious issue.
I hate telling people that I'm 20. It automatically puts me into the category of being immature and young and stupid by this society.
Sorry but, I'm quite capable of providing a good home for a friggen kitten. My body allows me to have babies at like 15 years old, but the state of Hawaii tells me I can't adopt a kitten until I'm 21.
Again. Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
In case we all might have forgotten, I have composed a list of things that one can do when they are 18 years old:
1. Buy cigarettes
2. Be sued
3. File a lawsuit
4. Get married
5. Get divorced
6. ENLIST IN THE MILITARY (we'll go more in depth on that one later)
7. Buy pornography
8. Pawn something
9. Legally change your name
10. Get a tattoo without parental permission
11. VOTE
12. Be on Jerry Springer
13. Buy a lottery ticket
14. Buy spray paint
15. Get a hotel room
16. Get a costco membership
17. Finance a car
18. Purchase insurance
19. Apply for a business license
20. Go skydiving
21. Go to a strip club
22. Work in a strip club
25. Buy a house
26. Sign a lease
27. Write a check
28. Buy nitrous oxide
29. Cash a savings bond
30. Adopt a child (yes, its true)
31. Be convicted as an adult
32. Buy a monkey
33. Rent a porta potty
34. Start a 401K
35. MAKE YOUR OWN FREAKIN' DECISIONS
I'll stop there.
SO. Where I'm going with this.
At the age of 18, I can join the military, buy a house, buy a car, get married and divorced in the same year if I so choose, purchase a monkey AND rent a porta potty, but I can't adopt a kitten.
REALLY!??!?!?!?!;aowielkjpoa;iweklsfd
HOW is this not a joke?!
There is a PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION this year. And there will be hundreds of thousands of 18 year olds that will be VOTING for the next person to run this oh so fabulous country.
But...you're telling me that at the ripe old age of 20, I can not adopt a kitten.
Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
Onto my next point, WHY can someone enlist in the military at the age of 17, just as Aaron did, however, they can not enjoy a beer at the end of their 16 hour work day, or when they get back from deployment?
Age vs. Maturity people. It's a serious issue.
I hate telling people that I'm 20. It automatically puts me into the category of being immature and young and stupid by this society.
Sorry but, I'm quite capable of providing a good home for a friggen kitten. My body allows me to have babies at like 15 years old, but the state of Hawaii tells me I can't adopt a kitten until I'm 21.
Again. Right. Okay. Makes complete sense.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Suburbia: where they tear out the trees & then name streets after them.
BAHAHAHA Okay. So I just saw that quote somewhere. And I laughed, and then I realized...
Back home in Old Saybrook, I live on Dogwood Lane, which is off of Briarwood, which connects to Forest Glen, which is off of Maple Avenue.
Fail, suburbia, FAIL. Next time I hear about anything with Old Saybrook "going green" and preserving shit I'm going to bring THIS to the attention of the town hall. See what they have to say about THAT.
LOL..
So something that has been bothering me lately is people not being able to say "no" to an RSVP. If you can't attend my party, I don't really care, but don't tell me that you can and then not show up just because you don't want to say "no". When did telling someone "NO" become a rude thing in our society? This is really freakin' annoying.
Now if Aaron tells me "No, you can't have a kitten." or "No, you are not getting a new necklace for our anniversary." then well, thats just him being silly and putting himself in a very dangerous position.
Kidding.
Maybe......
But really, you can say "no" to someone. I would rather you tell me that you can't come for no other reason than you just can't come, than tell me that you are coming, and not show up. THAT is more rude than saying no. By that point I have already accounted for you coming and now you are probably wasting my time and money.
ALSO.
Being in Hawaii, most of us, if not all, know many many people back on the mainland. We throw parties here, with direct sale companies like Pampered Chef and Scentsy, and we make Facebook events to advertise said parties to get the most sales we can. NOW. If the party is being held in Hawaii, and you live in Minnesota, its probably safe to say you are not going to make it out to Hawaii just for this party. THEREFORE, we have a little thing called RSVP in which you should state that, "No, I am not attending." Please, for the love of all things holy, don't say that you are attending. If you have intentions to purchase from the party online, that's great. But it would be best for you to decline the actual party invite and then write that you intend to purchase online. This way, the hostess is not seeing that 12 people are attending, purchase food for those 12 people, only to realize that 10 of those people are from the mainland.
**DISCLAIMER: If family or best friends RSVP to my stuff and say that they are coming, I know its just because they plan to teleport themselves here for those 3 hours that the party is going on because they just love me so much. This is completely acceptable.
So, moral of the story, its okay to tell someone "no."
I do it everyday!
"Can I buy a new video game?"
NO!
Back home in Old Saybrook, I live on Dogwood Lane, which is off of Briarwood, which connects to Forest Glen, which is off of Maple Avenue.
Fail, suburbia, FAIL. Next time I hear about anything with Old Saybrook "going green" and preserving shit I'm going to bring THIS to the attention of the town hall. See what they have to say about THAT.
LOL..
So something that has been bothering me lately is people not being able to say "no" to an RSVP. If you can't attend my party, I don't really care, but don't tell me that you can and then not show up just because you don't want to say "no". When did telling someone "NO" become a rude thing in our society? This is really freakin' annoying.
Now if Aaron tells me "No, you can't have a kitten." or "No, you are not getting a new necklace for our anniversary." then well, thats just him being silly and putting himself in a very dangerous position.
Kidding.
Maybe......
But really, you can say "no" to someone. I would rather you tell me that you can't come for no other reason than you just can't come, than tell me that you are coming, and not show up. THAT is more rude than saying no. By that point I have already accounted for you coming and now you are probably wasting my time and money.
ALSO.
Being in Hawaii, most of us, if not all, know many many people back on the mainland. We throw parties here, with direct sale companies like Pampered Chef and Scentsy, and we make Facebook events to advertise said parties to get the most sales we can. NOW. If the party is being held in Hawaii, and you live in Minnesota, its probably safe to say you are not going to make it out to Hawaii just for this party. THEREFORE, we have a little thing called RSVP in which you should state that, "No, I am not attending." Please, for the love of all things holy, don't say that you are attending. If you have intentions to purchase from the party online, that's great. But it would be best for you to decline the actual party invite and then write that you intend to purchase online. This way, the hostess is not seeing that 12 people are attending, purchase food for those 12 people, only to realize that 10 of those people are from the mainland.
**DISCLAIMER: If family or best friends RSVP to my stuff and say that they are coming, I know its just because they plan to teleport themselves here for those 3 hours that the party is going on because they just love me so much. This is completely acceptable.
So, moral of the story, its okay to tell someone "no."
I do it everyday!
"Can I buy a new video game?"
NO!
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