Biding My Time

I'm good at waiting. Scorpios can hold grudges for decades. We will wait until just the right moment to get the perfect revenge, even it takes years and years of waiting. That's why you should never slight us. You've been given notice.

The Upside to Fame

I just returned from running some errands. While I was out, I was in the vicinity of a Starbucks and decided it would be a great opportunity to use one of my 4 Starbucks gift cards that I received from my catechism students for Christmas. I was looking at the dessert-type stuff and trying to decide whether I wanted a molasses cookie, a rice krispy treat, iced lemon loaf or one of each when an attractive young woman in a Starbucks uniform came up to me. She asked if I had been helped yet and I said no and that I just wanted some regular coffee and a cookie. Then she offered me free coffee! She's like, "Do you want a tall? I can get you 2 free talls." After she said this, these are the thoughts that started running through my mind, "Oh my gosh! She's hitting on me! She must think that I'll go out with her if she gives me free coffee. Darn these good-looks and witty personality. Should I tell her I don't swing that way or take the free coffee? I can't believe you're even asking that, Jessica. Take the free coffee!" So I took the 2 free coffees and bought a cookie. Then she told me where the milk, sugar and flavored syrup was for adding to the coffee. I think I saw a lascivious glint in her eye when she mentioned the syrup. As I was leaving the store, I started to have a vague recollection of seeing something online about Starbucks and January 19th. Then it came to me. It must be Starbucks National Give Free Stuff to the Wixom Vixen Day! That's really very sweet of them to do.

Babysitting Technology

I totally forgot to write about babysitting my little sister this past weekend. She had some new computer game that she was playing when I arrived. My sister likes to ask people if they want to play the game with her but you don't really get to play. You sit next to her and watch her play and listen to her explain everything. It's very boring. So usually I'll sit there for a few minutes and then I'll be like, "I have to get something from the kitchen. I'll be right back." Then I'll go in the kitchen and read the news or a magazine. You can usually escape for about 5-10 minutes before she realizes you've been gone longer than you said and she's like, "Sissy?" then I go back and I'm like, "Here I am! I told you I was coming back." So I wasn't too thrilled when I saw her playing the new computer game but I had brought laundry which was a good excuse to leave for longer periods of time. I arrive and of course she asks if I want to play and I'm all, "Sure, let me just put in a load of laundry." I put in the laundry and come back upstairs but don't let her know. Then I started reading the paper in the kitchen and a half hour went by without her saying anything. I guess she was so into the game that she didn't even notice I hadn't joined her. It was fabulous. And she was in the mood for pizza's and we got Mama Rosa's! It was so very good. I think I ate half the pizza and it was a large.

There's more about the evening involving cable but I've got new nails and they're hard to type with. I'll post more later.

The Weepy Wixom Vixen

I feel like an emotional wreck today. It's that time of the month when I'm super-sensitive and cry at everything, even the office supply commercials. Or I laugh hysterically during the Fox Run retirement home commercials. Raffi seems frightened by my behavior today. And I really need to go grocery shopping cause I have no food in my place. But the news keeps showing these updates about a guy who's robbing women at supermarkets today. So I see the news snippet and then I flashback to the guy who tried to rob me with a gun pointed at my stomach and I start crying again. And it's really foggy today. But I'm really hungry and need food. I also need stuff for the upcoming move. Maybe I'll just go to a fast food drive-thru. Or maybe I should just go to Meijer's cause who would mess with the Wixom Vixen in her current state, right?

On a more positive note, I might (finally) have my student-teaching placement. Cross your fingers for me.

One more thing. I'd like to point out that it seems several of my girlfriends are in similar emotional states. Maybe we're all on the same cycle.

Nobody Likes a Whiner

I'm very excited about the premiere of Love Monkey tomorrow night because it stars Tom Cavanagh whom I love. Someday he will be mine.

I think I'm dying. I started to feel ill last night. I thought it was just from eating too much at Family Dinner. I do that a lot cause I have such little food at my apartment that I get to Family Dinner and I stuff my face with everything in sight. But I still feel crappy this morning. I get dizzy whenever I stand up. And I keep getting these hot flashes and I start sweating. Then I get the chills and the sweat becomes cold and not helpful at all. Isn't this a lovely blog post? Anyways, for my dying wish I'd like someone to get Tom Cavanagh for me. Maybe you could have him pop out of a box while I'm lying on my deathbed. Thanks.

All Signs Point Onward

As you all know, I am currently in school working on getting my teaching certificate. If all goes as planned then I will be certified and looking for a teaching job this spring. And as you also know I teach 7th grade catechism at my church. I actually co-teach so I have to do the lesson every other week. Well, tomorrow is the 1st class after the break and it's my turn to teach. I hadn't even looked at the lesson till tonight cause I've been studying for the German test. So I finally look at the lesson and I'm despairing and moaning that I'll never be able to plan the lesson for tomorrow morning. Twenty minutes later I had the whole lesson planned with an extra activity in case they do the other stuff really quick. boo-yah! I think the heart of a born-teacher might be beating in my chest.

Or a baboon. I think Joeboo was just kidding though. They wouldn't give a person a baboon heart...right?

Hi, Officer. Happy New Year!

Happy New Year, Lady.

That was the officer's response to me. There was some sort of commotion inside the club as we were waiting at the exit of the Emerald Ballroom last night waiting for our ride. Something happened with a group of people on a party bus and the police were called and the people were "escorted" out by security. While we were standing and waiting I would say bye to people as they left the Emerald and wish them a Happy New Year. Most of the people wished me a Happy New Year too. Then the Emerald Ballroom security made us move outside to wait so I wished them all a Happy New Year. Only a couple of the security guys responded, the others acted as if they were too busy taking care of a situation and couldn't be bothered to respond. As the police officers started to arrive in response to the commotion I would say hi and wish them a Happy New Year. Only the one officer responded. And he called me a Lady. Ha!

Then our ride and chauffeurs arrived and the seven of us climbed into Sarah's Equinox. Good thing the cops were too busy with the party bus people to notice that 9 people were crammed into an Equinox and driving away.

I will write more of the night's events later. It was a fantabulous good time.