Thursday, January 31, 2008

Super-Fantastic Day

Ok, so first off it's been snowing since about 7am. Secondly I'm still hacking and wheezing. Thirdly, my hairdryer has literally died in flames. No really, flames. Coming out of my hairdrier. Towards my nearly dry (thus flamable) hair. I think I need a new hairdrier.
The good news is I can laze around for another evening. Too bad Thursday night TV sucks now. What happened with that? It used to be the best night for vegging out. I remember wanting to try and get Thursdays off, years ago, just so I could watch TV.
Maybe it's another Lush night. A nice hot soak might be just perfect.

--Little Bird is ready to veg out.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Tag, she's It

Apparently Ginger and I are playing the sick version of Tag. First she gets sick. Then I get sick. Now she's sick again. Meanwhile I'm still hacking and sneezing, but no congestion, and no headache. Knock on wood.
Roller Derby here in Chicago was Saturday, and was just so much awesome. I'm glad the new season started so I can watch the carnage and cheer. My favorite team wears my favorite color and somehow that just happened to be the case. I didn't know what their colors were before I went to my first game last year. I should explain. I know some of the girls on the team. They come into the bar. They've been coming in for a while now. The other teams not so much. So GO FURY!!!!!
And now for the sad news. One of my friends in my building is moving away. Far away. Kuwait. Sniff. He's been selling off his stuff and so I bought a poster to remind me of him. Of course it's a martini poster, booze related, because we had some partys. The pajama breakfast for one. Started at 10 am and went until 10 pm. I made waffles. Not Eggos. Real waffles that required a waffle-iron. Of course I used a mix, I am not Martha. So anyway, I'll get to see him one more time (I had to lure him with my chili {no I am NOT turning into her}) before he goes. I'll just look at the poster from time to time to remember him better. And toast to it every once in a while. Cheers!

--Little Bird is... is.... ah.. ahh.. ahCHOO!!! oh forget it.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Two Posts, One Day

Ok, have you ever had a moment of .... not exactly realization, but sorta.
Remember life before cell phones? Do you really?? I hadn't until I watched something on TV last night. Something with kids and a car wreck. Anyway, I had thought that if they had only had a cell phone the pretty lady wouldn't have died. Of course if she hadn't died, there would be no movie. So then I tried to think about a time in my childhood when a cell phone would have come in handy.
So I was about 10ish, I had to have been under 12 'cause my folks were still together. My parents had gone for a walk. I had opted to stay home (walks with the 'rents were unbelievably boring at that age) by myself. This had to have been one of the very first times I was ever allowed to be home alone. Ok, so I've been alone for all of ten minutes and the phone rings. It's some creep who feels it neccessary to tell me he's watching me. I hang up. He calls back. I panic. Mom and my father have been gone for only 10 minutes, and will stay gone for a good while longer. If they had had a cell phone I could have called them and they could have rushed home before some random guy knocked on the front door. My mom (who probably doesn't remember this incident) found me curled in a ball underneath the kitchen phone, completely losing my shit.
Of course, only the super-mega-rich had cell phones then, and at that point in technology those cell phones were roughly the size and weight of a cinderblock. They had SHOULDER BAGS to carry the behemoths.
Anyway, it was just one of those random thoughts that occured to me. I think I might need to get out more.

--Little Bird s just rambling along


Well I seem to have survived. I'm still sneezing my head off, but at least now it doesn't feel like my head is gonna explode. I will go to work this evening, in the bitter, bitter cold. It's about eleven degrees here and was snowing earlier today. This means mega-bundling. Think polar-fleece. Lots of polar-fleece.
I have managed to read a few books this past week. Or rather re-read a few books. But since I have been home sick, I don't have a lot to post. So I'll tell you to go to MetroDad, who has much to say on the evils of Disney (which honestly I'd be a little afraid to really do. Big company, admittedly evil, might show up at my door and forcibly brainwash me). Gofugyourself is always a good choice, as is icanhascheezburger. For icanhascheezburger, you really have to read the comments, sometimes they can be funnier than the original post.

--Little Bird will not be opening the door for strangers wearing large mouse ears

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Pain, Woe, and Suffering

I'm sick. I'm not feeling very well. I left work early yesterday due to a migraine. Or rather a cluster headache, which as far as pain levels go is just as bad. I had a backwards "L" that was like electric blue chasing lights in my right eye. Sometime later it felt as if that eye was going to explode. I woke up this morning feeling as if I had smoked 3 or 5 packs of cigarettes last night. And given the fact that Chicago/Illinois banned smoking (in public places, like the bar where I work) I haven't been around smoke for a while. And to top it all off, my nose is stuffed up.
My head doesn't hurt quite as much tonight, but not by much. I wish I could go to sleep, but alas, I have slept a very large part of the day and am likely to be awake for awhile.
Maybe this is punnishment for crushes. I'm not sure I don't think I deserve it. I think I'll go watch lots and lots of bad TV now. G'night.

--Little Bird is feeling.....fuzzy.

P.S. Five points to whoever can tell me where those first two sentences came from.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Scum, I Am

I am actually lower than scum. I have a bit of a crush on a guy that is completely and totaly off limits. He not only has a girlfriend, he has kids with said girlfriend. Now, I am a bit straight-laced when it comes to this sorta thing. NO POACHING ALLOWED. This is my rule. I never liked being cheated on, so I won't help anyone else cheat. Even if he has "permission". Which is another thing I would never countence. I am one of those who only dates one guy at a time. I expect that guy to date only me. I guess I don't share so well.
In other news, there is another option. A guy who comes in once in a while seemed to express interest. I'm thinking that I should go for this. He's smart (seems to be anyway), he's cute, and last but not least he's available.
Now, I must go brave the wintry-mix in my (new ORANGE) rubber rain boots. I may look silly, but I have dry, warm feet. Yes, I am bringing other shoes to wear at work. I am not looking forward to this weekends weather. Brrrrrrrr.

--Little Bird is conflicted

Monday, January 7, 2008

Lush, take me away!!

Chicago is currently experiencing a heat-wave. It was 63 degrees today people!! I did not need the fleece jacket over the fleece funnel-neck shirt. One or the other would have sufficed. Of course had I opted for the jacket a regular T-shirt would have been substituted. It was nice however to spend some time outside, walking around. I couldn't help feeling a bit confused, it IS January here, not May. Right this second it is thundering and there is lightning (you know, 'cause when you get one, you get both) and that is really messing with my mind. All day today it felt like a storm was coming. But it's January, we don't get thunderstorms in January!! At least not here. It feels like May out there, and it shouldn't. It should be cold!!! There should be snow. Ice even. Not this weirdness.
On a lighter, happier, less bitchy note, I got one of the three packages that I have been expecting!! Thank you Sweetie in St. Louis!! I got the Lush package today and intend to partake of part of it tonight. I'm thinking the red sparkly bubble bath. For those not in the know Lush is this amazing store/ company that makes hand made soaps, bubble baths, bath fizzies and other bath related items. And they all smell fantastic. Some of the stuff can be a little on the expensive end, but it IS meant to be a luxury. That being said I buy one of their shower gels for regular use at $18 a bottle. It smells good, and lasts me a very long time. That is my only excuse. I recomend everyone at least try one thing from them. If you have allergies read the ingredients first, they use a lot of organic ingredients. And yes they do have items I cannot use due to topical allergies. Why anyone wants to put mango oil in anything is beyond me.
I think I'll go take that sparkly bath now!

--Little Bird is about to be covered in glitter

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Whisper please

I seem to have survived. I think. My head hurts, my stomach is queasy, and I feel generally rotten. So I suppose by those standards last night was a rip-roaring success. Yippee. Ow.
I finaly got to show my swanky friend where I work. She was duely impressed. From her I received cow shaped salt and pepper shakers, black salt, pink peppercorns, and white truffle oil. Yum.... I see pasta in the future. Not today, I don't even want to think about food today.
From my co-worker/best friend in Chicago, Ginger I ended up with a boat-load of goodies. Star shaped dangle-y earrings, a little zipper purse made out of old sailcloth, a keychain with my initial on it -- a scrabble tile keychain that is. From her mom (kown as the Bacon Lady-- not to be confused with the Bacon Brothers) I got Super Scrabble!! It's Scrabble but with more spaces and more tiles. And quadruple letter and word score spaces. Oh, yeah Ginger also got me a Heineken mini keg. And that is part of why I feel like death warmed up. Not that that's a bad thing, it was great fun last night. Today is a different story.
From the customers (regulars) I also got gifts. From the licker (I will explain that one someday) I got a box of Hershey's Pot Of Gold Chocolates. From the idiot who made out with another girl while we were still dating I got a box of Fannie Mae chocolates. I do not know why he got me any thing (not complaining about that), let alone why he still comes in to the bar (yes complaining about that). Interesting that the two most reprehensible men I have ever met gave essentialy the same gift. Apparently drunk minds think alike.
So yes, I have had an eventful birthday. Now I would just like to recuperate in peace and quiet. Oh, and could you make the sun go down so I can do this in the nice soothing dark too?

--Little Bird only slightly regretful

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Today, so far

It is my birthday today and let me share what has transpired thus far.
I woke up early (for me, remember? I'm a bartender) and had a light mocha frappechino.
I went to my doctors for a regular check up and they did a blood draw. So much fun. Whoo hoo. Have I mentioned that I hate shots?
I am currently procrastinating cleaning my apartment. I have at least put all dirty clothing in the closet where it belongs.
I am such a party animal. Can't you tell?
Tonight I meet some friends for a drunkening, and a gift exchange. I was gone over Christmas so we are doing Christmas on my birthday. I am looking forward to both and intend to thoroughly enjoy myself.
So far in the past 13 sentences I have managed to start 7 of then with the WORD "I". This is an embarrassment. Not as much of one as my inablity to spell, but a close second. Ooooohhhhh, I should go see if any more packages have arrived today!! My guess? No, no more packages will have arrived. Ah, well.

--Little Bird is one year older.