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.

Drool

I drool like a fool! I've never known anyone besides myself that drools so much in their sleep. I mean, I have to flip my pillow at least once a night because I find myself lying in a pool of drool. When I was in high school and was doing some rarely seen babysitting, I fell asleep while the parents were gone. They woke me up when they got home and I was totally embaressed to find that I'd drooled all over their pretty little couch pillow. It's not just when I sleep though. If I lay my head down, immediatly the drool starts to run out of the side of my mouth. When I yawn, sometimes a big 'ol drool blob drips out of my mouth. In fact, that happened in French class in college once. My book was warped on that page because of it. I often feel like I just have too much saliva. Or maybe I have rabies and I'm actually foaming at the mouth...

Wrestlemania XIV

My sister and her dog, Bear, are visiting this week. So, its like Wrestlemania at our house with the dogs wrestling constantly...
Coca bites bear on the foot....YIPE!
Bear bites Coca on the belly....YIPE!
Coca bites bear on the nose.....YIPE!
Bear sits on Coca's head.....silence.

But, they're fun to watch. Coca has learned to shake hands. It's so cute! Oh, and I know a girl from Guatemala. She asked me this weekend why we named the dog "Coca." I told her its because we love Coca-cola and she's brown. The girl told me that hispanic people often refer to cocaine as Coca. Sweet...now people think we're drug addicts or drug addict wannabes.

Kent and I are finally unpacked. And after only three months. Someone should really give us an award. Procrastinessica strikes again. It's a good thing Laura was coming to visit or we might have never unpacked the spare bedroom. We actually have two boxes left though. One is "stuff used for decorating but don't really know if I want to use it" and one is "stuff I need to file in the filing cabinet."

We only have one bed in the spare bedroom right now. The other is on loan to my Oma for a couple of weeks. When we get it back the place will be open for visitors! Not that anyone who reads this hasn't been to New Orleans a bazillion times but you haven't been to New Orleans while we're living here! It's like a wonderland (okay, not really, but it would be fun to have visitors)!

As a side note...a google is 10 to the 100th power. I learned that in 8th grade and it just came back to me tonight.

AG-O-NY

I have a big 'ol ulcer in my mouth. Its right inside my upper lip. Just perfect for my tooth to hit every so often. Food and drink go right in it and it burns like acid. My tongue is automatically drawn to it. I cannot help but poke the ulcer with my tongue about 1,700 times per day. Will it ever heal, Yo, I don't know.

Next weekend will be my last weekend at our house until June 3rd. That's real special. I'll probably have to volunteer for a medical procedure to pay for the gasoline.

Coca, our precious pup, is scheduled for her surgery on May 20th. I hope she survives. She will probably weigh close to 4 pounds by then. She's getting "fixed." Coca and her cousin, Pixie, are going at the same time. Cousin Bear will still be too young. By the way, I need to get my sister to send me some pictures of Bear so I can post them.

Well, I'm super tired so, goodnight everyone.

A brief glimpse into my eating habits

Chicken skin...I love it. I really don't even like chicken meat very much. I pretty much eat it just to justify eating the skin. Well my mom made cornish hens tonight for dinner. We were eating them at TV trays in the living room because we were watching Oceans Twelve. My mom, knowing how much I love skin, tried to help me out. It was at this point that something happened to Kent that will never be done to most husbands by their mother-in-law. My mom tossed the sheet of chicken skin (sounds gross, but I'm crazy about it) to my plate. She accidentally threw it a little too hard and in slow motion it flew past me and stuck to Kent' s hairy knee. I LAUGHED SO HARD! My mom apologized profusely and explained what she was doing. Fortunately Kent is married to me and is used to weird things like that and he laughed it off. I love my family.

Memories of Griffin Hall...One of the buildings of U L Lafayette

One time I was going up the stairs to the third floor. I was going at a regular speed - not too slow, I thought. Well, aparently I was going just a little to slow for shaved arm, tight shirt, muscle boy. He darted around the side of me and went up. Not two steps ahead of me, he fell down. He looked back at me and said, "Blah bladah blah bla da!" I never knew what he said, but I got a tad bit of satisfaction out of seeing Mr. Hairless hit the steps.

Another time I was waiting for the elevator - kinda lazy that day - when I saw some one dressed in a full donkey costume standing there holding a sign saying "I've been a mule, please forgive me." I guess he was waiting for his girlfriend because some girl ran and hugged him all happy-like. Drama queens...

Finally, I was so tired one day while waiting for my classroom to be open that I sat down in the hallway and layed my head on my booksack. When I woke up people were all around and my face was covered in drool. No wonder no one ever talked to me in my classes.

The time/gas that has passed...

Tax time has come and gone. I mailed the envelope today. Let me just say, Turbo Tax is great. We actually ended up with another credit that we didn't even know we qualified for! I was stoked.

This has been a busy week. I dislike being busy. I don't mind having things to do, but being busy, feeling rushed and tired, having a comittment every night of the week is not for me. A full calendar is my enemy. I think that's why I can't use a day planner. I get overwhelmed if its being used too much. Outside of work I have two comittments - church and small group. That's the way I like it (sort of, ideally I'd only have one comittment, but I can deal with it).

I have 3 ulcers in my mouth this week!
I ran over my toe with a couch and tore off 1/3 of my toenail!

My big plan this week was to drink club soda instead of water because water gives me a stomach ache. Club soda by itself is NAS-TEE! Blagh!

Today was the 2nd time in my life that I pumped gas next to someone who was pumping their gas with the car running.

Delgado college offers a course on how to use a mouse...Click once when your pointer turns to a finger, twice when you're clicking on an icon. Sometimes you can right click for more information...Class dismissed! Thanks for the $110!

I would like Tanna to be the next Apprentice.

Taxes

I know this is kind of wierd, but I'm actually excited about doing our taxes this year. I've really tried to do a good bit of research on the IRS website to find out what we qualify for. I was pleased to learn that we qualify for either the Hope or Lifetime Learning Credits!

Just a bit of information, if you are reading this and you have a child, and you file a tax return, you may want to check this out, if you haven't already done so. Most people probably already know all about the Earned Income Tax Credit, but I just learned about it this year, so I thought I would just throw it out there so no one would miss out.

So far, everyone I've talked to this year about whether they've done their taxes or not, they all have to pay! I hope we don't. It's always fun to get that tax return, even if it's just a little bit.

Well, that's enough about taxes, I think.

Coca didn't cry when I left her today after lunch. I was very happy. I always feel so guilty leaving her.

I went to the Freret Steet Fesitval and Homeownership Fair this weekend. My aunt works for a savings and loan company and she had to work a booth there, so I tagged along. I spent most of the day walking around by myself and listening to the bands play. Well, I happened to be listening to one band when they said "Alright, now we're going to play a waltz! Everyone grab a partner!" So, I put on my grumpiest face hoping no one would talk to or touch me. I was doing a great job, really. BUT WHO COMES AND MAKES ME DANCE WITH THEM! Gumbo the Saints Mascot Dog! And then the big hairy mascot pretended to lick my head! Mascots....they think they think they can do whatever they want...

Eggs...

Kent and I discovered, early on Easter morning, that Zachary does not have an Easter Bunny. They have Easter Squirels. We saw so many squirels in the road in my parents' neighborhood. They had to have been delivering eggs or else why would they all be out there?

Speaking of eggs, I gave my Oma an "Eggstractor" for her birthday. Some of you may have seen this on TV. It looks sort of like an accordian and it peels your eggs for you. It shoots them out of a hole at the bottom. Pretty neat, but definitely takes some practice to get it right.

I really enjoy "As seen on TV" items in case you all haven't noticed

I'm at the library right now. Kent is at the computer in front of me, so I can just see his back. He's doing some work for a presentation at school tomorrow. I just heard him release a deep sigh, must be difficult. I've also heard him tell two different people "God bless you" when they sneezed, and his cell phone rang.

Not to shift subjects here, but the reason we're here in the library is so Kent can use Powerpoint. We were going to buy it for our computer today, but do you know how much that stinkin' program costs??!! Over $200! That's crazy world! No wonder Bill Gates weaves his socks out of dollar bills. However, we can buy the Student/Teacher edition of Microsoft Office that has Powerpoint, Xcel, Word and Outlook for a little cheaper, so maybe next month. Kent uses it every week for church and school.

Shark Tale

Has anyone seen the migrating sharks off the coast of Floriday? Now that is scary! It's really like the TV movie "Spring Break Shark Attack." Experts say sharks usually don't bother humans...usually. I don't think I'll bank on usually. Last year when we were on vacation Kent, Daniel (my brother) and I were out past the first sandbar in the gulf when we saw a big black shadow hanging around us. I got freaked out and climbed up on my raft. They said "oh Jessica, it's just a big mackrel" I accepted that explanation. Then it came back and was lurking about 3 feet past us so I decided it wasn't worth the risk and headed out of there. The next day, on the front page of the newspaper. I see "SHARKS SPOTTED AT BEACH" and the shadow they showed in the water was identical to the one we saw! Yikes. I do like sharks. I think they're really neat. If I ever have enough money and the opportunity I would like to become a certified diver and go down in one of those shark cages. That would be cool...

I can't seem to write a complete thought

I took the day off of work today. It's awesome! Everyone else in my office is working, but not me. YIPEE! So, we went to my parents' house for Easter, but we have to go back early Sunday morning because Kent has to do the music. He really does a great job. :)

Well, we're in Z-town and my sis has a new puppy. She got an American Eskimo. He's already trying to "get to know" my baby dog. I was shocked! I explained to Coca she's much too young for that and she will be getting he operation soon, like within the next month. Poor Cokes....

UPDATE....
The magic bullet rocks! It makes the most wonderful smoothies. And it doesn't leave chunks of ice like a blender would. Plus, what's really cool is that you actually attach the mug you'll drink your smoothie out of to the blade. You blend it in the cup and then when you're done, you screw on this protective lip to cover the "screw on" area. It's great because then I only have one dish to wash. I give this product two thumbs up.

If my ribs were cooked and put on a buffett would I be "All you can eat ribs" for one person? for two people?