Flirtatious Tendencies in Shambles
He's cute, He's smiled before, and He brings me my food. So maybe I flirt a bit, harmlessly. Smile a little more than normal. And make sure I use his name.. I'm not leaving him a tip.

What Should have happened in the end...
I walk out the door, I execute a spin and put my back to the door to push it open backwards.. Now what's supposed to happen next is..... Smile again directly at him, pull sunglasses down off my head and simultaneously give my hair a flirty swish before turning back around and strutting out.

What did happen...
I spun to the door, used my backside to push and went in for the sunglass pull/hair swish only to remember very last minute that my hair was pulled back in a clip and still coated with dried hair gel. So instead I get a tug and yank, a distorted look of pain on my face, nappy hair standing up at all angles and my sunglasses dangling in front of my face still clutching strands of hair.

I'm seriously losing my flirting skills with age.

- posted by Carrie @ 5:07 PM|

 
Chihuahua sized peeve...
Tacos, sandwiches and burgers filled to the brim with lettuce. And that lettuce collecting all the wonderful sauces that should be part of the flavor of the food. But because there is such an abundance of lettuce you have to remove some in order to taste the food stuff hiding under it. But when you remove the lettuce, you take with it the wonderful sauce that the lettuce has greedily hogged.
I know why this happens. It's because no one wants extra lettuce. It is so cheap that there is an over abundance of it. So while people are paying $.49 for extra cheese on their burger and $.59 for extra sour cream on their tacos, the lettuce farmers have to forcefully GIVE away their product. So I say lets raise the price of lettuce, make lettuce more valuable. The farmers will get more profits, and the food chains will become stingy with the lettuce. And then before you know it, you will be charged $.79 for extra lettuce. It's a sound plan. Don't mock me.

- posted by Carrie @ 9:09 AM|

 
I know where my tips go....
3 shots later I had to pee. I was warned to touch nothing in the bathrooms. The first stall had paper covering the seat with, I dont want to know what on it. The second stall was backed up. The Handicap stall had no door on it, and I mean as in, no place to latch it or close it or anything, just an opening. So I opted for stall 3 with no seat covers or toilet paper. I confiscated paper from the handicap stall and hovered for a minute while trying to hold my breath. I made it out of the stall alive and over to the sink, with the soap that didnt work, and the water that sprayed EVERYTHING. Then I turned and waved my hand in front of the motion operated paper towel dispenser which promptly dispensed the exact amount of paper towels that would have been required if anything else in the bathroom had worked right.
I promptly tipped the bartender an extra 5 bucks.

- posted by Carrie @ 11:11 PM|

 
The urge to be silent doesnt include giggle fits
I was drawn into a silent film the other night. It was about this miserable old tyrant of a husband who apparently took his wife for granted. He was horribly forlorn which the nanny/grandma/maid took to mean he was contrite in his horrible treatment of his wife. The woman was smuggled back into the house and hid until Nana had extracted what I'm assuming was her idea of due course retribution. She smacked his hand with a ruler.. grabbed him by the ear and put him in the corner. Then she went into the kitchen and sent his wife in. After a joyful reunion the daughter was sent down stairs to tell her brother that their mother was home.

"DICK! COME UP QUICKLY, MOTHER IS HERE"

Yeah yeah, so I'm a pervert, but you had to see the rest of the film. This Male writer/director had created a film about how men take thier women for granted and don't cherish them for the angels that they are. And then he has the lead man scolded like a child and put in a corner by the nanny. Yeah, I think KINK was alive and well in the days of silent movies. And I think that director called some woman Mama for years to come.

- posted by Carrie @ 11:05 PM|

 
Don't ask.. Just.. don't ask..
We went out Saturday night for my Birthday, hubby and I. Met friends for dinner which was wonderful and then met other friends at a bar. While en route to yet another bar we stopped at one friend's house so this person could pick something up. We walked into the beautiful furnished and designed home in awe. The decor looked like it had been a TLC network project. The colors matched and clashed where they should and the furniture gave it a model home yet, cozy look about it. I continued my own personal self-guided tour on into my friends bedroom. That's when I saw the swing. Hanging in the middle of the bedroom between the bed and the window. I'm mischevious, and naughty and well... I was feeling pretty intoxicated so what else is there really to do? I'm in a short skirt, with 4 inch heels on and there is this sex swing in the middle of the bedroom. I climbed on up. The swing, for any who have never seen one, consists of basically 4 straps. One to sit on, one to support your back and two slings for your legs to be adjusted for your comfort. After much effort I had myself "safely" esconced in the swing, when I heard knocking on the window. Spinning around like you would on an office chair, only weightless, I saw my hubby and our friends just on the other side of the open blinds smiling and drinking beers. It's my Birthday, I'll do what I damn well please. So I spun in nauseating circles, I swung back and forth as high as I can go, and I tested the possibilities. Then I thought... "Wouldn't it be cool if I unhooked the back strap and could swing upside down, like a trapzee artist!" Well it didnt turn out so cool. Apparently the back strap is the ONLY thing that keeps the butt strap in place and when you remove the back strap instead of leaning backwards you fall. And the butt strap slides up your legs. However I must say, the leg straps stayed firmly in place. Instead of gracefully swinging in countered manuevers, instead of falling flat on my ass, I dangled, from my calves, upside down, with my head and shoulders on the floor, my skirt around my waist, my ass in the air and my heels pointed straight at the sky. Yes, the friends and husband noticed and let me point something out, Chivelry is DEAD. They sauntered into the room just as I had successfully kicked off my second shoe and wiggled my last leg out of the stirrup.

- posted by Carrie @ 10:49 PM|

 
Almost there..............(updated..sorta)
Birthday is tomorrow.. Party starts TONIGHT!!
Party with my favorite Karoake host and 2 other friend's who
share the same B-day! I will get pics! And I WILL share them here!
Stay Tuned!!!!!

Okay so the lap top which has the digital camera software on it isnt working with our home network right now. So I can't load any of the pics yet, but I promise they will be forth coming.. Until then... the Party Friday night was awesome but that will wait for the Pic narrative I have planned. I do have a few other things to tell you about my Birthday weekend.

- posted by Carrie @ 8:08 PM|

 
Happy Pre-Birthday to me!!!
There's something so wonderful about finding out about a Birthday present before hand.. Sure it spoils the surprise.. But if you aren't allowed to have it till your actual day.. the anticipation is awesome..

Thank you Hubby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- posted by Carrie @ 3:21 PM|

 
Reply from Rose...
I think the American policy towards terrorism increased hatred for America from all over the world. For my point of view, I think America did what they did in Iraq only for their interest. If you go back to 1991 I think that USA was involved somehow with invation of Kuwait. I was young at that time to understand what really was happening but when you look for the benefits that USA had from that invasion I think there was a link.
1) they put their hands on almost all the Gulf countries and in that way they gained control over all the Oil in the Gulf.
2) Making Iraq an enemy in the eyes of Gulf countries helped USA in selling them a large amount of weapons.
3) The sanction put us in a cave and made us return tens of years backward. Believe me or not, only the ordinary Iraqi people were hurt from this sanction, while Saddam and his followers only got richer and it was for their benefits. The sanction made us far away from the technology in other countries. In that way we could not endanger Israel and their plants for expansion (Saddam started to develop some weapons that might reach Israel and threaten it). I’m not a politician but these are what I’m thinking.
4) The USA made a large military base in the Gulf and this thing was only a dream to them.Their plan had come to an end so they started another plan and this time it is war against terror.
I think this war was only used to justify all what the USA did, and plans to do in the future. I don’t think there is a link between Iraq and Al-Qaida in anyway. We are different than Afghanistan, we don’t have extremist like the way they had. And now all the terrorists around the world started to come to our country and we become the victims. We didn't have weapons of mass destruction like the USA said otherwise they would have been found after more than a year from Baghdad’s fall.
Anyway, USA made a good thing to Iraq by removing Saddam from his chair. We were just like in a life prison. We never were able to talk against him publicly or even to criticize his decisions or any one of his family. We might be executed or jailed for many years for doing that. A professor I know was about to be executed some one wrongfully accused him of talking against Saddam, but thank God they were able to prove that he didn't do that. A doctor I know was jailed for 5 years because his ex-wife recorded a tape of him while he was talking against Saddam, and so on.But all the Iraqi people are sure that USA did not remove Saddam for the sake of their eyes only, and they came for the Iraqi oil to put her hand on it as well as the Gulf oil.
For me I blame Saddam more than the USA, because he give them a chance to put their hands on our country. He destroyed our country completely socially, economically, all education fields and in all other aspects of life. We need many years to remove the damage he had made.What is happening in Iraq is a tragedy. Every day tens of Iraqi people get killed either by mistake from American army or by some suicide bombers who found Iraq a fertile land to their acts against USA and their allies and somehow the Iraqi people became the victims instead of the US army.

I’m not against American people or even their army, I know they are only doing their jobs and they are misled by their government but I’m against the American policy which makes the things worse to its people.
During my trip to the north of Iraq (Kurdistan) I noticed one think: the security system they have. One could not drive more than a km without passing through a checkpoint and being asked for ID and questions about the destination and has the car searched. Why did not the USA army and now with the Iraqi police do so in Baghdad? There are many check points here as well but all they do is look at our beautiful faces and say go. When we arrived to Kurdistan's border, they searched our car and checked our IDs but when we arrived to Baghdad's border they were only smiling in our faces. There were two American check points in our road to the north and none stopped us. Can you tell me why? Is it that secure?
All these acts increase the hatred towards American troops in Iraq. The blocks they used to put in the streets only for their security, the carelessness they had shown when Iraqis ask for their help and the way they act when they are under pressure. They could have done a lot after Baghdad’s fall and prevented us from many things happening now but they were careless. I don’t blame them for their acts: It’s NOT their country.
We used to drive our car behind them in the street a year ago because we felt safer because of looters. Now we stop our car far away from them or try to avoid them because we don’t want to be killed. I went to Mousle four months ago with my father and all the way to there, there were an army troop driving slowly ahead of us, and they refused to let us pass them. In the last vehicle, there was a soldier standing with a gun pointed to our car all the road till they got to their base. We spent 7 hours by car instead of 4 and all because of them. I know they are afraid of being attacked and that’s why they act like this, but these acts make the Iraqi people more nervous and increase their hate toward the USA army.
anyway what happen is not in my hand or yours and I know we should work for the best of our country, but if those terrorist act won’t stop, we The Iraqi people will not be able to build the new Iraq that we are dreaming for, I do not know how far could we stand more, but I know all Iraqis are dreaming of peace that they lost for many years, they want to communicate with other people around the world.I’m hoping to see Iraqi people participate in building their country and be able to say yes for that and no for others, like many countries were humans have a value. I’m hoping to see Iraqi people get rid of the tribunal traditions they had and move forward to civilization and by the way Saddam encouraged the tribunal system to come back after it had almost disappeared in cities.
I wish we accept the fact that we are under occupation. Let's give the occupiers the chance to help us to build the country, and don't give them the chance to stay. The Iraqi people lost their patience and that's why they are acting like this..I was watching the news today, and it showed some new hostages on TV (as usual) their eyes were covered. I did not recognize that my daughter was near me watching the news because I never let her watch such scenes, she asked me why was their eyes covered, I did not know what should I answer her, I told her because they had been hurt and they had put bandage on them, she kept asking many questions, how did they got hurt, are they in pain or not, when they will remove the bandage from their eyes and so on. Later there was another bad scene on TV, this time Iraqi victims in car explosion and they showed them covered with blood, she asked me again how were they hurt and why there was a lot of blood, I just turned the TV off and left the Room because I was unable to answer her this time.

- posted by Carrie @ 9:38 AM|

 
Bed Sports!....
I had a new experience that allows me to coin a phrase I'm pretty sure many have not said in the past. Last night.. I crawled into bed next to my husband. We lay there next to eachother and he began to rub my back, kneading out the knots of tension left behind from naked laundry day. He jumped out of bed and said he wanted some water, I laid there with my eyes closed, nothing was expected of me. A few seconds later he hopped back into bed and tunneled under the covers. Hubby wanted to play, I have no problems with that, so long as the extent of my job is to lay there and enjoy the moment. I peeked for just a second, cracked my eyes slightly, I could FEEL what he was doing.. and I liked it.. but I couldnt see. And that's when I noticed a faint light coming from inside the bed covers, causing my favorite blanket to glow blue. Now my hubby and I have experimented together with a variety of toys, and I'm not one to say no to something new, but I had immediately started thinking about the HUGE Mag-lite that is the only working flashlight that I know of in the house. I squealed and threw back the cover to protest when my hubby's head popped up, and the smile on his face was ear to illuminated ear. He had a head lamp strapped to his head. Yes, a head lamp, one of those head bands with the little battery-operated light attached to the front. I laughed, I laughed, I giggled.. I moaned.. and my dear friends.. I can actually say... "I was Spelunked!"

- posted by Carrie @ 5:07 PM|

 
Life's little favors...
It's beautiful wall art like running waterfalls in the middle of the lobby that makes you truly appreciate walking into the wrong office building first and being wise enough to use their restroom before continuing your search for the place you are actually supposed to be.


- posted by Carrie @ 5:03 PM|

 
I don't own one...
I know the new car smell. The hanging pine tree smell. And even the little glade plug in for the car smell. Can someone please explain the wet dog smell?

- posted by Carrie @ 10:29 AM|

 
Better than sliced bread!
I have a new favorite sound. It's the tiny ping sound my computer makes when a pop up has been blocked. I have finally thwarted Benlau's evil plans to make me buy life insurance every time I visit his site! *evil laughter follows*

- posted by Carrie @ 1:48 PM|

 
Get out of jail free card
My boss let out of work for half a day today. I planned on using that half day to help my friend get her classroom ready for school on Monday, followed by a quick and fun shopping trip then home. Where I would fix her dinner, and after my daughter went to bed my friend and I were going to continue our photography sessions. Then I find out my hubby is coming home from his two weeks away, so those plans are off and new more.. enticing plans are on. Then I get into my car to pick him up to begin putting those plans to action and I can't stop the car. So instead of friend fun, shopping fun or hubby fun. I got to play the mechanics shop fun. What a way to waste a good 5 hours of freedom.

- posted by Carrie @ 3:41 PM|

 
3 is a frickin crowd dammit!
My water pump in my car burst onto the timing belt causing that to break about 2 weeks ago. Today... my brakes went out leaving me with stopping power of about 2 hookers in high heels. These things supposedly happen in threes right? So can somebody please come and steal my gas cap or something minor like that. Maybe the power of 3 law will be satisfied with that.

- posted by Carrie @ 3:38 PM|

 
You wish you knew....
Not many things are as fun and as annoying as inside jokes.

CORNFIELD!!!!!!!!!!!!


Look!!!! It's Jesus! It's Jesus!!


One finger baby..ONE FINGER!


Somebody's throwing stuff.

- posted by Carrie @ 3:30 PM|

 
Rose
I sent the following email to the previously posted blog site in hopes of hearing from this young woman living in Baghdad. She wrote me back briefly saying that she was going to post my letter to her blog and her response, and I will do the same.. So here is the letter I sent to her. Watch for her reply and please don't forget to check out her blog as well. Thanks guys.

Dear Rose,

I can't tell you how happy I am to have found your blog. I guess let me start with, I am a 27 year old American woman, with a 3 year old daughter. I'm married to a military man who had deployed there many times. I have many friends and spouses of friends over there at so many times, and for some reason, no matter how hard I try not to... I can't stop myself from watching the news networks to see what has been happening, or at least what they tell us has been happening. I can tell you that from my viewpoint, I'm so confused. I understand your comment about not being pro-war, but that doesnt make you pro-American. Well perhaps I dont understand it from your feelings, but I can sympathize with the situation as a mother and a wife. People coming into your country under the terms of making it better for you, when most of them havent lived a day of their life in your shoes.. so how can they possibly know and understand your culture and your life to make it any better. It frustrates me to no end listening and reading and watching... and never really knowing how much is filtered through our news media. How the people of your country truly feel, day to day while living through this. My friends, being mostly military, dislike my views.. but I've often said the World Trade Center attack was America's wake up call.. we were almost asking for it. Not that the situation here has to do with yours directly, but that we Americans had gotten so egotistical of ourselves that we thought we were above annihilation. And what scares me most about this war that we are waging throughtout your world, is this. Has our ego once again gotten too big? How many enemies are we making by trying to adjust someone else's life?
You Rose.. You are a woman, with a child, living day to day.. With our upcoming elections the news is clouded with slander and heroics trying to win votes. But what I want to know, from a normal woman living her life is... what are we really doing over there? Politics surrounds everything and it seems to block out the simple things that we simple people who do live in America don't hear about. Do you hate seeing troops? I can't imagine hearing bombs and guns, but do you associate those things, with the men an women who have been taken from their families here because they've been told they are doing something good? Is it the people? Or the politics that cause the not exactly Pro-American view you have? Please? I would love to hear from you. Some REAL connection to a world away, where my families are being affected, perhaps not as extremely as yours are, but affected none the less.
I have weblog too.. Mine is full of flippery and jokes, I use mine to bring a bit of humor to myself. But I would love and deeply appreciate your input. And if you would be willing to write me back.. and tell me.. from a woman's view how you feel.. just your feelings. I would post it on my blog to share with the other spouses of military members?
Would you mind?

- posted by Carrie @ 8:39 AM|

 
Must Read!!!
http://www.rosebaghdad.blogspot.com

I think most people will agree that the media and our government picks and chooses what we will and will not hear about this war. This woman is writing her life from inside it. Please read her postings.. there are only a few so far, but as a very simple, politically uneducated woman myself, I dont half the time understand what the hell anyone is talking about in the media. I understand this woman.

- posted by Carrie @ 8:37 AM|

 
Just me! 

- posted by Carrie @ 10:21 PM|

 
Spread the Cheer...
Nothing lifts your dreary Monday spirits better than singing Christmas Carols throughout the office as you go about your days... Not really because it's uplifting so much as it annoys your co-workers into being in a worse mood than you are.

- posted by Carrie @ 10:21 AM|

 
Irritation for the day....
Wonderfully spacious and clean public bathroom stalls... with the rolls of toilet paper at least 2 feet further away than arms length. Apparently I missed bathroom etiquette 101 that says I'm supposed to retrieve the amount of paper to be used before sitting to avoid sprinkling when leaning two feet over to grab it after the deed it done. They really need to start posting these rules on the doors BEFORE entering the stalls.

- posted by Carrie @ 9:59 AM|

 
Note to self...
Re-directing irritation and annoyance with hubby to an innocent door of an office building will result in the Re-breaking of toes previously broken by the original reason for your mis-directed irritation and annoyance. So can I blame him for my toes being broken this time too?

PS.. Open toed shoes may look cute.. but offer no protection from doors that shouldnt open so easily.

- posted by Carrie @ 4:14 PM|

 
Like Christmas!!!
Have you ever gotten a new toy? Something all shiny and special. Something that makes fun noises and almost creates magic? Something that makes your hand tingle? Something that makes you seek out as many reasons to use it as possible? Something so amazing and special that you are loathe to share it with anyone?

NO! You cannot use my new hand held mini spot carpeter cleaner. ITS MINE!! ALL MINE!!!! Now.. quickly.. spill that purple grape juice all over the floor so I can use it again.

- posted by Carrie @ 4:41 PM|

 
Grrrrrrrrrrr..........
The sky is blue.. the sun is shining.. so why is it raining all over my windshield and driver side window. Roll down the window.. Stick my hand out.. Nothing.. Stick my head out.. look up.. Blue sky, Shiny Sun. Rain all over my head, in my mouth.....BLEH!!!!
"Hey Buddy!!!!! Yeah you! In the Van next to me... Get your windshield wiper fluid redirected okay?"


- posted by Carrie @ 4:38 PM|

 
I take it back..
Well... I was offering my Gmail invites to any readers that wanted it, but apparently Blogspot didnt approve cause it was removed. I didnt remove it, but removed it was. So.. I guess I'm not gonna do that. Sorry.

- posted by Carrie @ 4:40 PM|

 
Full moon drivers...
*** Dammit woman!! That isnt a freakin stop sign! I almost hit you!!!

*** Dammit woman!! That WAS a stop sign I had the fuckin right of way!!!

*** Stupid bitch!! This IS a TURN LANE ONLY!! So get the hell outta my way!!!

*** SHIT! TURN SIGNALS are nice lady!!!

*** The light is green! Go Dammit!

*** Yes, that is MY horn trying to get you to STOP trying to join me in my lane!!!

Thank GOD for loud music and rolled up windows! I didnt have to actually HEAR any of these things being said to me today. I think Hubby will be driving us to dinner tonight.

- posted by Carrie @ 4:19 PM|

 
Better than Car Flirting with Fire Boys
I watched them slow down at the stop light in front of me. He was tall, even while sitting in the driver's seat I could tell he was. And I could barely see her, her blonde head barely topped the head rest on her seat. She was leaning slightly into him.. and he looked down at her, I watched his cheeks turn up in a smile as his hand came up to the top of her head brushing her hair back. Her face turned up to him and he left his hand on the top of her hair stroking lightly.. He leaned down, and just touched his forehead to hers. And his smile widened. The only thing better than car flirting with fire boys? Car affection.. Not car affuction.. Affection. It even had me smiling, and after the drive I had today.. smiling at ANYONE in their car was last on my list of things to do. Isn't love and the tender simple ways of showing it grand?

- posted by Carrie @ 4:06 PM|