I'M HAVING A BAD DAY

The only thing that is keeping me going is the thought of Raisin' Canes for dinner and being at the beach in less than 48 hours.

Stolen from my Brother's Blog

Name: J.C. (and not Chasez)
Birthday: June 27, 1979
Birthplace: VA
Current Location: La
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Dk. brown
Height 5'4"
Right Handed or Left Handed: Right
Your Heritage: everything....pirates, horse theives, german, irish, italian spanish...etc
The Shoes You Wore Today: black high heels with rinestone buckles
Your Weakness: my right hand (its injured at the moment)
Your Fears: Supernatural Evil
Your Perfect Pizza: Marie Lavou
oneGoal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: setting a goal
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Hey
Thoughts First Waking Up: Great...what time is it?
Your Best Physical Feature: my forehead (just kidding - I don't know)
Your Bedtime: 10:30
Your Most Missed Memory: I can only miss a memory if I don't have it anymore, and if I don't have it how can I remember what it is?
Pepsi or Coke: coke
MacDonalds or Burger King: McD's
Single or Group Dates: group
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: lipton
Chocolate or Vanilla: chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee: Gag! Neither
Do you Smoke: nope
Do you Swear: Only when I sing John Micheal Montgomery Songs
Do you Sing: yes....can i sing good....haha thats a whole nother question
Do you Shower Daily: well, no
Have you Been in Love: i am in love with a Kentro
Do you want to go to College: Okay, so I guess this is a highschool survey...
Do you want to get Married: Did
Do you belive in yourself: what believe that I'm real? yes.
Do you get Motion Sickness: only on carousels
Do you think you are Attractive: I'm very attractive to mosquitos, gnats, and dog hair
Are you a Health Freak: I'm a health hazard
Do you get along with your Parents: yes

OKAY THIS WAS TOO LONG, I DECIDED TO CUT IT OFF HERE. MY ATTENTION SPAN IS NOT TOO LONG.

3 Posts in One Week - It's UH-MAYZIN!

I've only had one cavity in my life. It's only by God's sheer grace though, because I am in no way dedicated to oral hygiene. In fact, today has been another "didn't brush my teeth" day. In addition I used to floss only twice a year - right before my dental appointments. For some odd reason I decided to floss one night. We'll much to my dismay, in the midst of my flossing I pulled out my only filling (which I figured out had been cracked a couple of weeks earlier when I bit into a pearl in my gumbo at a restaurant. I still have the pearl.). Now I never, ever floss. (I'm so gross. I really don't know how Kent can handle it) So I had to go to the dentist to get it filled again.

I'm in the dental chair waiting for my Novacain shot and I hadn't had one in a long time, so I wasn't totally positive about how painful it would be. My dentist comes in with the needle and sensing my nervousness tells me, "Don't worry, it'll just feel like a little mosquito bite." He gave me two shots. One in my gums and one in the roof of my mouth. Well I don't know what kind of scary mosquitoes live in his yard, but if I had a mosquito bite me like that you better believe I'd be notifying wildlife and fisheries about a new species. Dentist, if you are reading this maybe you should describe it more like "Don't worry, it'll just feel like your being sliced with a razor on the roof of your mouth and in your gums." LIAR!

Pieces of Freedom: My Summer Plans

I love Summer. It always kind of bums me out that now that I work rather than go to school I don't have Summers off. Even in college I never took Summer school classes. I only worked one Summer and never did that again. It was great. I loved the freedom, the relaxed days - it was awesome.



Last year was my first Summer as a worker. I have to say, it wasn't great. I hated being trapped in my office for 9 hours a day rather than playing.



This Summer is going to be different. It's already started actually. I live very close to where I work, so I go home everyday for lunch. That's something I really enjoy. I go inside and play with Coca. After I take her out to relieve herself I fix myself something to eat. I usually eat my lunch outside in the backyard while Coca plays. It's really great because our backyard is our own little piece of "country" in the city. Its pretty big for New Orleans (Metairie), full of trees - so it's nice and shady, and it's fenced so I don't have to worry about the Cokester running away. We have some kind of fruit tree (I think its lemons), a pecan tree, and two oak trees. There are tons of squirrels. I've seen blue jays, a woodpecker and a cardinal. I'm so thankful we rented this place and not some of the others we looked at. So, I get an hour of Summer freedom everyday! I love it.



Also, I'm planning on going to the beach a few times this year. The first is a girl trip to Florida on Memorial Day weekend. It will be so much fun! I'm very excited!



The second will be with my fam! It will be awesome. I've never missed a family vacation yet and I don't intend to start this year. We usually stay for a week in whatever cool place my mom found on the internet. I'm stoked.



The third is still in the works actually...



Anyway, so that's my Summer. I hate having to go to work (I enjoy my job though), but I can still enjoy my Summer. I hope all of yours are great too!

K vs. J

As most of you who know us know, Kent and I get along exceptionally well. We RARELY argue and I can honestly say we never yell. We are just very compatible with each other and neither of us really freak out about little annoyances. We agree on the "big ones" and don't let the "little ones" bother us. However, there is one topic that we will never agree on. Neither of us are willing to compromise either. Our opinions are set in stone and we will not budge. We've come to accept our differences though. KENT HATES COUNTRY MUSIC AND I LOVE IT! Classic country, new country, 80's country. If its country I will probably like it. Maybe it's because I'm from the country and I like it that way. I know pretty much everyone who reads this blog agrees with Kent, but it doesn't bother me when people make fun of country music. I enjoy it. I enjoy most music. I like little bit of country, oldies, rock, classic rock, pop, hip hop, r&b - not really into opera or classical though and I'm selective on the rap. There are a few bands/artists I cannot stomach; Alice in Chains, Gwen Stefani/No Doubt(except for that song she did with Moby), Creed to name a few. Occasionally I suffer through an Alice in Chains song for Kent and he returns the favor by suffering through an Alan Jackson (one of my ALL-TIME FAVS!) song for me. So, I guess we do compromise in that way. Anyway, now you know our greatest difference.

Karaoke - Pass time of the fun and tasteless

CONGRATS TO MY BRO, DANIEL!
Yesterday my baby brother graduated from high school. We shouted and cheered and then went to his graduation party. Kent and I supplied the Karaoke. After hearing several comments along the lines of, "You don't really think anyone is going to do that?" I was pleased to see the kiddies having a great time karaokeing! (my plan is working). In case you don't know...I L-O-V-E Karaoke. Kent and I started off the night with our rendition of Sweet Home Alabama. It was fun. I'm glad we brought it.

Do I really look like I need one?

One day Kent and I were at the mall. Due to my inability to pay attention to one thing for more than 15 minutes, I had to leave Kent in the music store. So, I went across the way to one of those little stores like "Hi Style" or "Citi Trends." You know, where they have, not-so-high-quality formal gowns and "going out" clothes. I wandered in to look around and the girl working there immediately catches me at the door, she asks "Can I help you with anything?" I say, "No, thanks. I'm just looking." So she responds, "Well, are you looking for a wig because I can help you?" WHAT! Am I looking for a wig? Why oh why would she assume I'm looking for a wig? I mean, I know I'm not exactly one of those people who gets all fixed up to go out somewhere, but really, is it that bad? Did I somehow lose a significant chunk of hair during my walk through the mall? I responded with "uhhhh...no thanks" and left. Of course, I thoroughly checked for any bald spots when I got home. Thankfully, I was still fully covered. I have not gone back in that store again, that or the "death store," but that's a whole other story...

A Good time was had by all...

Memories of Kent's and my first apartment.
I'll never find friends like this again...

New Orleans #1 City for Cars

Yeah, that's right. We were selected as the place your car would want to live if it could talk. What! Do cars secretly love pain? There's a pot hole so big that I go through on my way to church that I'm afraid if I don't go around it the devil, himself, will reach up and grab me. This pothole is so deep it's a direct connection to hell. Not to mention, several cars were recently showered with bullets during two high-powered shootings on I-10 a couple of weeks ago. I later read that one of the factors the results were based on was how much money people invest in car maintenance. Of course we spend a lot of money on our cars. We have to repair them after they CRACK IN HALF! With that said, I really like living here. That's not me being sarcastic. It's real. Hole-y roads, murders and all. I like it A LOT - well Metaire anyway. Y

I'm going to sell my self

Brian, I don't know you, but I read your blog and I got this off of it because I thought it was neat and I wanted to show everyone my results:

I am worth $1,432,000 on HumanForSale.com

Turns out I'm below average. The average woman is worth $1,667,431.00. I'm going to have to get some upgrades.