have time to breathe.....
Here's the deal, got in a car accident and have to go to physical therapy and chiropractor 3 times a week. I am putting in about 30 plus hours at my job which I love again. Being back to best buy was one of the greatest things. Love it, and I'm totally rock staring it out, and definitely showing that I was worth keeping. But doing that and being on my feet all day sucks. I've also been called to nanny on days I'm not at best buy. This is something that is not going to happen much more, those children are the devil and I despise them. So when I'm not working I'm sleeping and when I'm not sleeping I'm working. good thing I love the people I work with. Only thing is.... I need new shoes I've worn my old ones out from american eagle and they don't make them anymore. and I need another pair of khaki pants. I guess that pay check that is coming on friday will be huge. gotta go get some sleep. I'll write when things cool down a bit.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Things that go Meow in the night
So this is all I have to do to explain our night.....At least the end of it
Auto Response from abe (3:33:26 AM) : The result of the Adventure Aubrey took was that I had a damn cat sitting outside my window until 3 am... if its still there in the am, im going to be pissed.....
Auto Response from aubs (3:35:57 AM) : What a wonderful adventure.
-Fun at a laundry mat
-taco bell reunion with tons of people
-beef's grape peace offering/play time
and
-a newly discovered cat that roams the neighborhood which we named Tuna
-after 4 hours she's still sitting outside our house meowing for abes attention.
Wonder what wonderful things are instore for tomorrow.
(3:44:12 AM) : you've got 10 more minutes and you can kick it to the curb (3:48:11 AM) : I like how theres 900 pictures of the cat that A: isnt ours, and B: was played with for all of 5 minutes
Mean while on the 2nd floor with the girls this conversation with the roomie shell was going on as well....
Needless to say *****there were no cats harmed in this whole situation****** but how ever there was much laughter and sleep lost by certain people in the house. As I write right now there is a faint meowing I can hear while trying to get to sleep, I have a feeling we've gained a new house pet that lives on our porch. More updates on Tuna our new roomie on the porch soon.
Loves and hugs
Aubs
Auto Response from Abe (3:32:22 AM) : The result of the Adventure Aubrey took was that I had a damn cat sitting outside my window until 3 am... if its still there in the am, im going to be pissed.....
Aubs (3:32:18 AM) : it wasn't just me!!
Aubs (3:32:22 AM) : shell was involved too!!
Abe (3:33:08 AM) : Im not mad at you guys Im mad at the damn cat
Aubs(3:33:11 AM) : go out kick it
Auto Response from abe
aubs(3:3:35 AM) : i bet it'll follow reid in the morning
abe(3:33:51 AM) : it would probably whine louder
abe (3:33:57 AM) : good
aubs (3:33:51 AM) : kick it then it'll know it's place in the world
aubs(3:35:38 AM) : I'll pick it up and put it in reid's truck
aubs(3:35:43 AM) : he's got kitty litter in there
abe (3:36:10 AM) : sick
Auto Response from aubs
-Fun at a laundry mat
-taco bell reunion with tons of people
-beef's grape peace offering/play time
and
-a newly discovered cat that roams the neighborhood which we named Tuna
-after 4 hours she's still sitting outside our house meowing for abes attention.
Wonder what wonderful things are instore for tomorrow.
Aubs (3:36:09 AM) : she still going?
abe (3:36:38 AM) : nope
aubs (3:36:29 AM) : good
abe (3:36:45 AM) : I think it likes your voice
UNC Soccerchic14 (3:36:32 AM) : we won't come down
abe (3:37:01 AM) : thanks it started agian
aubs(3:36:55 AM) : how?
abe(3:37:36 AM) : when you talked
abe(3:37:41 AM) : it meowed
abe(3:37:52 AM) : and when you laughed it started again
aubs(3:38:08 AM) : shell's taunting her out my window
abe(3:38:41 AM) : great
aubs (3:38:39 AM) : this is rather hilarious
aubs (3:38:42 AM) : if you think about it
abe (3:39:02 AM) : yeah for you
Aubs (3:38:59 AM) : put on music
Aubs (3:39:10 AM) : or go back to the kicking resort
Aubs (3:39:20 AM) : i'm giving you all these options and you're not taking any of them
Abe (3:39:39 AM) : 15 more minutes and I will kick it
UNC Soccerchic14 (3:39:35 AM) : oh my god seriously?
abe (3:40:12 AM) : definately going to happen
aubs (3:40:17 AM) : where is your video camera i need to document this for sure then!
aubs(3:40:29 AM) : i'll put twenty bucks that after you kick her away she'll come back for you to pet her
abe (3:41:16 AM) : god i wouldnt doubt it
aubs(3:41:14 AM) : shell and i aren't speaking or laughing anymore for your meowing safety
abe (3:42:00 AM) : nice move
aubs (3:42:14 AM) : is it helping?
abe(3:42:41 AM) : not really
aubsaubs (3:45:04 AM) : but if you think about it
aubs (3:45:11 AM) : shell has the bullfrogs all the time
aubs(3:45:17 AM) : she can't go and kick them, so consider yourself lucky
abe (3:45:40 AM) : oh I do
abe (3:46:02 AM) : at least I have inexpensive options
aubs(3:45:53 AM) : as in?
aubs(3:46:34 AM) : shell (3:41:11 AM): Don't get caught by animal control.
Shell (3:41:39 AM): I don't want it in the news that there is someone on a killer cat kicking spree.
Shell (3:41:39 AM): I don't want it in the news that there is someone on a killer cat kicking spree.
abe (3:46:50 AM) : well shed probably have to use some sort of expensive chemical to get rid of them in the pond so
abeabe(3:48:19 AM) : no
aubs (3:48:19 AM) : ABE stop I can't laugh she'll start going at the meowing again
abe(3:48:58 AM) : yeh i know
aubs (3:48:58 AM) : but she followed us home
aubs (3:49:06 AM) : and was at our window meowing in the first place
aubs(3:49:19 AM) : ummm did you forget about the 48 hour rule
aubs (3:49:25 AM) : we're already done with 5 of those hours
abe(3:49:55 AM) : only applies to things inside the house
aubs (3:50:00 AM) : well technically she is on the porch that could be considered inside the house
aubs (3:51:29 AM) : but there are already two upstairs
abe(3:51:55 AM) : damn
aubs(3:51:44 AM) : Shell (3:51:10 AM): She likes salami.
Shell(3:51:20 AM): We should try pickels. Maybe she's the pickle culprit.
abe (3:52:05 AM) : forgot about that kind
Shell(3:51:20 AM): We should try pickels. Maybe she's the pickle culprit.
abe
aubs(3:52:12 AM) : yeah good job
abe(3:52:30 AM) : Reid would never know if she was
abe (3:52:40 AM) : she only comes by at night when she wants some
Mean while on the 2nd floor with the girls this conversation with the roomie shell was going on as well....
Auto Response from Shell (3:41:00 AM) : Aubs: What a wonderful adventure.
-Fun at a laundry mat
-taco bell reunion with tons of people
-beef's grape peace offering/play time
and
-a newly discovered cat that roams the neighborhood which we named Tuna
-after 4 hours she's still sitting outside our house meowing for abes attention.
Wonder what wonderful things are instore for tomorrow.
Abe: The result of the Adventure Aubrey took was that I had a damn cat sitting outside my window until 3 am... if its still there in the am, im going to be pissed.....
Me:
-Fun at a laundry mat
-taco bell reunion with tons of people
-beef's grape peace offering/play time
and
-a newly discovered cat that roams the neighborhood which we named Tuna
-after 4 hours she's still sitting outside our house meowing for abes attention.
Wonder what wonderful things are instore for tomorrow.
Abe: The result of the Adventure Aubrey took was that I had a damn cat sitting outside my window until 3 am... if its still there in the am, im going to be pissed.....
Me:
shell (3:41:11 AM) : Don't get caught by animal control.
Shell (3:41:39 AM) : I don't want it in the news that there is someone on a killer cat kicking spree.
Aubs (3:41:36 AM) : i can't laugh you jerk!
Shell(3:41:59 AM) : Im sorry.
Shell (3:42:01 AM) : Why not?
aubs (3:42:04 AM) : abe (3:41:16 AM): god i wouldnt doubt it
aubs (3:41:14 AM): shell and i aren't speaking or laughing anymore for your meowing safety
abe (3:42:00 AM): nice move
aubs (3:41:14 AM): shell and i aren't speaking or laughing anymore for your meowing safety
abe (3:42:00 AM): nice move
shell (3:42:27 AM) : HAHAHHAHA.
shell (3:42:31 AM) : Yeah, good luck with that.
shell (3:42:36 AM) : Let me go call out to pussy again.
Shell (3:42:41 AM) : Here pussy pussy Tuna!
aubs (3:42:29 AM) : okay
shell (3:42:44 AM) : Oh hell yes.
aubs(3:42:33 AM) : do it i dare you!
Shell (3:44:06 AM) : And I did take the dare, for the record.
Shell (3:44:09 AM) : I'm sure Abe loved it.
Aubs (3:44:24 AM) : he's to the point of ignoring it I guess
Aubs(3:44:37 AM) : but she's still going and it's t-minus 10 minutes till the kicking
Shell(3:44:58 AM) : HAHAHHAHAHa.
Shell (3:45:04 AM) : I cant hear her from in here.
Shell (3:45:06 AM) : I got the bullfrogs.
Shell (3:45:08 AM) : Fuckin' frogs.
Shell (3:45:14 AM) : At least no one can really egg them bitches on.
shell (3:46:38 AM) : Bitch.
aubs (3:46:43 AM) : what?
shell (3:47:05 AM) : He's lucky.
shell (3:47:09 AM) : Not you btw.
shell (3:47:11 AM) : Duh.
Shell (3:47:12 AM) : You're my lover.
Shell
Shell (3:47:14 AM) : Silly.
aubs (3:47:02 AM) : oh okay
shell (3:48:26 AM) : What/!?!??!
aubs (3:48:30 AM) : abe(3:48:11 AM): I like how theres 900 pictures of the cat that A: isnt ours, and B: was played with for all of 5 minutes
Shell (3:49:09 AM) : Psh, it's Tuna.
shell (3:49:14 AM) : It's our adopted kitty.
shelL (3:49:17 AM) : 48 hour rule!
aubs(3:50:10 AM) : aubs3:49:19 AM): ummm did you forget about the 48 hour rule
abe (3:49:55 AM): only applies to things inside the house
aubs(3:50:00 AM): well technically she is on the porch that could be considered inside the house
abe (3:49:55 AM): only applies to things inside the house
aubs(3:50:00 AM): well technically she is on the porch that could be considered inside the house
shell (3:51:00 AM) : HAHAHHAHAh.
shell (3:51:04 AM) : We already have kitty litter.
shell (3:51:10 AM) : She likes salami.
shell (3:51:20 AM) : We should try pickels. Maybe she's the pickle culpit.
shell (3:52:47 AM) : Hey, maybe we can throw pussy in the pond to catch bullfrogs.
abe (3:53:32 AM) : ooooo good idea
shell (3:54:02 AM) : Well, she'd be gone if Abe did it for sure.
shell (3:54:09 AM) : I'm sure she wont' come back if he did that.
shell (3:54:14 AM) : Although it is mean.
aubs (3:54:49 AM) : did what?
shell (3:55:17 AM) : Threw her into the pond
Needless to say *****there were no cats harmed in this whole situation****** but how ever there was much laughter and sleep lost by certain people in the house. As I write right now there is a faint meowing I can hear while trying to get to sleep, I have a feeling we've gained a new house pet that lives on our porch. More updates on Tuna our new roomie on the porch soon.
Loves and hugs
Aubs
Friday, July 06, 2007
The big One Hundred
So it's the one hundreth blog but not much for celebration here. Too much sadness and pain in my and many of my close friends lives to even think of celebrating....
"All this will start where it ends
Wake up, you're alive
We're on your side
Wake up, you're alive
We're on your side"
~Lovedrug
Life is hard for most people, they say.
I suppose that hope suggests a need, and it suggests that something has not yet ended. To have hope is to believe for change, to believe for a better ending. I have been thinking a lot about hope because I have been reminded lately that I am a person in need of hope.
I believe that pain is universal, which is to say that all of us can relate to pain. We break and don't fix easy. We break in different ways, at different times, for different reasons. We lose things. We get stuck in moments. We are slow to forgive, slow to change, slow to ask for help. We are slow to truly love people.
It is easy to talk about love. Easy to write blogs about it, easy to talk about it on stages. Love, in that setting, is an idea, and ideas make for great conversations - inspiring even. It is another thing entirely to love people. I suppose it's because ideas are more comfortable than actions. It is a much more challenging gig to be a person who loves other people.
Love is a choice. It is an action. It looks like this:
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."
It is tempting to write these things as if I always have it all together, as if I am a person without need, a person who cares about pain but is not affected by it. The truth is that I am a person in need, a broken person, a person who fails, often. I have a lot to learn. I have a long way to go.
Pain seems to scream. It asks for all of our attention. Pain suggests that we are only broken, that we are only all the things in us that ache. Certainly, we are responsible for our actions but "forgiveness" is a beautiful word. "Change" is a beautiful possibility. "Hope" and "rescue" are important words.
We are a people in need. We need so many different things: Friendship, love, conversation, medicine, encouragement, wisdom, hope. Whatever is broken, whatever your needs are, it's okay to be honest about those things. It's beyond okay, it is essential. Your heart, your life, your mind, these things are golden, priceless. Please be careful with them. And your friends, your family, the people you love, they are golden too. Please be careful with them. Consider your words and actions, the way they affect people.
Each of us will have to fight for the things we call important - the things we hope for, the people we love. It will be a different sort of fight, one of patience and prayers, actions and choices and change. It will be a surgery of sorts, and we will need other people to go with us. It may sound difficult but there is much to be hopeful for.
This past couple of days have been horrible for me. Just making it through each day has been a struggle. Wednesday was the first holiday I have spent without my family. I had made plans with Nich, so I thought being with my best friend and my "family" here I would silently make it through without them knowing how hard it would be. All on the 4th I got ready for Nich, cleaning everything especially my very messy room. I got a phone call around 4:30 from a tearful friend on the other line. He was calling to explain one of the most horrible things I could possibly think of. Not only did he have his life in danger but his families lives were put in danger for something ridiculous. Nich decided it would be best that he stayed in Madison to get sleep for the night and come up for his meeting in the morning. Being the person that I am I was supportive about it and was strong for him while on the phone, but what he and everyone else didn't know is that I was hurting on the inside. I was bummed big time and the plans of making it through a tough situation had suddenly disappeared. I broken down in front of Shell but she didn't know why, she thought it was Nich, nope. I ended up calling Abe and he came to pick me up and bring me to a friends block party she was having with her family and neighbors, it didn't make things any better. Seeing how they were enjoying all the time with their families just made me even more upset. When we went to the fireworks, I wasn't even caring about them I was bummed.
Nich made it up the next day for his meeting and got to spend a bit of time with me. Right before he left I actually told him why I wanted him to be here, and to this day he is the only one that knew why the 4th was such a hard time for me. My roomies don't even know.
Yesterday around 4 Abe and I decided to go to blockbuster to have a relaxing afternoon of movies, it didn't turn out that way. While stopped at a red light a 16 year old girl rear ended us at about 30 miles an hour. She went up and under my bumper so she didn't damage my car that bad. Abe and I both had pretty bad whiplash and concussions so we went to the hospital. We were both put in neck braces and had CT scans to make sure everything was okay. We were there for three hours. We just strained our necks really bad and got drugs for the pain. So more things for me to deal with, the insurance agency, the cops, the car dealership, and my family. As of right now the drugs aren't working and I am still in a lot of pain.
I found out tonight online that one of the girls I lived with last year's mom died. I then called another one of the girls I lived with to see if she wanted to do something for their family and found out that she already knew about her mom dying yesterday morning from a third roomie. I found out online nobody bothered to call and let me know what happened. I'm sad for her family but upset with the other two girls, but what did I expect??? I guess those girls are not people I would call friends, their actions have spoken much louder than their words.
Love is, as far as I can tell, the most mature response to any situation - the pinnacle of what it means to be truly human. Love is a wrench in the wheels of cause and effect, of reactionary living, of casual imitation. Yes, speed and events are all around us in the information age, but motion, true motion, is rare. Love is the movement.~Jon Foreman
I am learning to love other people, and I am learning to love myself...
"All this will start where it ends
Wake up, you're alive
We're on your side
Wake up, you're alive
We're on your side"
~Lovedrug
Life is hard for most people, they say.
I suppose that hope suggests a need, and it suggests that something has not yet ended. To have hope is to believe for change, to believe for a better ending. I have been thinking a lot about hope because I have been reminded lately that I am a person in need of hope.
I believe that pain is universal, which is to say that all of us can relate to pain. We break and don't fix easy. We break in different ways, at different times, for different reasons. We lose things. We get stuck in moments. We are slow to forgive, slow to change, slow to ask for help. We are slow to truly love people.
It is easy to talk about love. Easy to write blogs about it, easy to talk about it on stages. Love, in that setting, is an idea, and ideas make for great conversations - inspiring even. It is another thing entirely to love people. I suppose it's because ideas are more comfortable than actions. It is a much more challenging gig to be a person who loves other people.
Love is a choice. It is an action. It looks like this:
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."
It is tempting to write these things as if I always have it all together, as if I am a person without need, a person who cares about pain but is not affected by it. The truth is that I am a person in need, a broken person, a person who fails, often. I have a lot to learn. I have a long way to go.
Pain seems to scream. It asks for all of our attention. Pain suggests that we are only broken, that we are only all the things in us that ache. Certainly, we are responsible for our actions but "forgiveness" is a beautiful word. "Change" is a beautiful possibility. "Hope" and "rescue" are important words.
We are a people in need. We need so many different things: Friendship, love, conversation, medicine, encouragement, wisdom, hope. Whatever is broken, whatever your needs are, it's okay to be honest about those things. It's beyond okay, it is essential. Your heart, your life, your mind, these things are golden, priceless. Please be careful with them. And your friends, your family, the people you love, they are golden too. Please be careful with them. Consider your words and actions, the way they affect people.
Each of us will have to fight for the things we call important - the things we hope for, the people we love. It will be a different sort of fight, one of patience and prayers, actions and choices and change. It will be a surgery of sorts, and we will need other people to go with us. It may sound difficult but there is much to be hopeful for.
This past couple of days have been horrible for me. Just making it through each day has been a struggle. Wednesday was the first holiday I have spent without my family. I had made plans with Nich, so I thought being with my best friend and my "family" here I would silently make it through without them knowing how hard it would be. All on the 4th I got ready for Nich, cleaning everything especially my very messy room. I got a phone call around 4:30 from a tearful friend on the other line. He was calling to explain one of the most horrible things I could possibly think of. Not only did he have his life in danger but his families lives were put in danger for something ridiculous. Nich decided it would be best that he stayed in Madison to get sleep for the night and come up for his meeting in the morning. Being the person that I am I was supportive about it and was strong for him while on the phone, but what he and everyone else didn't know is that I was hurting on the inside. I was bummed big time and the plans of making it through a tough situation had suddenly disappeared. I broken down in front of Shell but she didn't know why, she thought it was Nich, nope. I ended up calling Abe and he came to pick me up and bring me to a friends block party she was having with her family and neighbors, it didn't make things any better. Seeing how they were enjoying all the time with their families just made me even more upset. When we went to the fireworks, I wasn't even caring about them I was bummed.
Nich made it up the next day for his meeting and got to spend a bit of time with me. Right before he left I actually told him why I wanted him to be here, and to this day he is the only one that knew why the 4th was such a hard time for me. My roomies don't even know.
Yesterday around 4 Abe and I decided to go to blockbuster to have a relaxing afternoon of movies, it didn't turn out that way. While stopped at a red light a 16 year old girl rear ended us at about 30 miles an hour. She went up and under my bumper so she didn't damage my car that bad. Abe and I both had pretty bad whiplash and concussions so we went to the hospital. We were both put in neck braces and had CT scans to make sure everything was okay. We were there for three hours. We just strained our necks really bad and got drugs for the pain. So more things for me to deal with, the insurance agency, the cops, the car dealership, and my family. As of right now the drugs aren't working and I am still in a lot of pain.
I found out tonight online that one of the girls I lived with last year's mom died. I then called another one of the girls I lived with to see if she wanted to do something for their family and found out that she already knew about her mom dying yesterday morning from a third roomie. I found out online nobody bothered to call and let me know what happened. I'm sad for her family but upset with the other two girls, but what did I expect??? I guess those girls are not people I would call friends, their actions have spoken much louder than their words.
Love is, as far as I can tell, the most mature response to any situation - the pinnacle of what it means to be truly human. Love is a wrench in the wheels of cause and effect, of reactionary living, of casual imitation. Yes, speed and events are all around us in the information age, but motion, true motion, is rare. Love is the movement.~Jon Foreman
I am learning to love other people, and I am learning to love myself...
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