Merry "Technologically Enhanced" Christmas

first i hope everyone had an absolutely lovely christmas holiday with lots of food and family and laughing and of course wine.
this was my first christmas as a "wife" and sorta kinda a "mom" (chaz..the dog) my husband and i weren't in a position to travel this year for christmas, what with us moving next month and trying to afford it and a place for the dog and blah blah blah...so our solution was to have a "skype" christmas with his family in IL. if you don't know what skype is, it's a webcam service that let's you communicate via webcam with people wherever they might be. it was pretty cool. the next best thing to actually being there. we had a great time, we took turns opening gifts and telling stories. it was a great way to spend the holiday.

more news on the homefront...it's official we ARE going to greece. we got the orders on the 23rd. we leave the shithole that is VA sometime next month, probably around the end of it. then we'll spend four months in IL, him in Chicago(during the week) and me in southern with his family. we'll do weekenders between and maybe some in Indi, that's where his sister lives. and we get to have our big reception in may before we leave. YAY!! then at the end of june we'll hop a verrrry long flight to greece and be there for atleast two years. S-T-O-K-E-D is the only way to describe it.

well that's all for now, i need to wander to look productive.
kristy J

All Bitching Aside, I Really Am Very Happy!

I feel, although this is my blog and I can bitch if I want to, I have been bitching entirely too much. I think it might be stress and the control freak in me not being in control of my situation but anyway I think I should do a happy post. I do have a ton of things in my life that make me happy and even more things that I am joyously thankful for. Also the things day to day that make laugh, and seeing as how it’s Sunday and I am at work, I need a pick me up so here we go:

1) My husband is super awesome. We have a blast together, not even really doing anything. We can sit around and laugh and joke and it’s the best time ever. We’re about to travel all the way to Greece together and I could not be happier that he is the person I am going with. It’s me and him all the way. He does sweet romantic things just for no reason. He puts up with the whole bag o crazy that is me and enjoys it all, always telling me how much he loves me. He does this voice, it's suposed to be me when I have my over the top moments, it's way high pitched and overly dramatic and probably the funniest thing I have ever heard(it has diffused a lot of "arguments"). And above all he knows when in doubt just get me some wine and I'll be fine :-)

2) Chaz Michael Michaels…the sweetest fluffiest goofiest drooliest dog ever! He’s so wonderful. He’s giant and knocks me over from time to time but only out of excitement to see me. He always knows how to cheer me up if I’m down about something. If I cry he makes sure to lick the tears away and in the process soak my face. His love of sticks is something to be admired, to find so much joy in something so simple is a quality we should all posses. He’s probably a little on the dramatic side but it makes for laughs between my husband and I. (Chaz and husband are both awesome but husband gets mad when I pet him or try to rub his belly )

3) My big giant wonderful family (in laws). At any given time there are always at least 15 people who want to talk and joke and laugh and tell stories and wondering how the hell you’re doing. The most accepting and loving people you could ever hope to meet.

4) The fact that I am getting out of shithole VA one way or another. We’re either jumping a plane to Greece or we’re going down to Florida to see how this business venture pans out.

5) My friends…there are few but they are great. They stick with me through all the craziness and drunken adventures.

6) The blogs I read(don’t judge me)…they are entertaining and funny and in some weird way insight into how to deal with situations that I have no experience in. The women who write those blogs seem like very smart strong women and that’s something I didn’t see a lot of growing up.

I know there’s more but there’s a furnace with a leak that’s calling my name(not really, the fatty who is here today is barking order in which I must oblige)

Kristy J

North Carolina and Martini Mishaps

so this weekend i went to see one of my bestests and her hubby and new baby in NC. it was a faaaabulous weekend complete with plenty of wine, great food, "Friends", and me ruining my laptop with a very dirty martini.

i took loads of pictures and now i have nowhere to upload them too and worst of all the only place i can get on the internet is at work and there are only certain sites and graphics that come up i.e. no blog pictures EVER!

i wanted to come home and blog about how wonderful my weekend was but now i'm completely nervously worried that my laptop is ruined so bad that i can't get anything off of it. it's not like i lost college work or real work for that matter it's the pictures...oh the pictures! i am a picture FAAANATIC! i take pictures everywhere i go, of everyone i meet, of everything i do and then i get home and upload them onto my computer and make albums and scrap books and print them to be framed...and now i might have lost allllllll of them from the last THREE AND A HALF YEARS!!! it's basically like losing my early twenties (i'm twenty four) a lot happened in those three years though:
my deployment from in the navy; my first apartment; my twenty first birthday; my friend's twenty first birthday; all of my trips to boston, DC, georgia, maine, IL; meeting my husband; meeting my husband's family; basically a photo journal of my dog(i don't have kids); my WEDDING!!!!!!! there is so much more but the point has been made

and now i'm facing the harsh reality that it all might be lost... i know i should i have put it on an external hard drive or backed things up or something but i wasn't thinking about that. i'm always SO damn careful with that laptop and then i went and ruined it. BOOOOO on ME!!

i hope either my husband or some savvy computer person can atleast get the pictures off of there for me. i can always buy a new laptop but i sure as hell can't go back three years and get those pictures. (yes i realize this is basically me whining and bitching but whatever it's my blog and i can do that on here)

moving on, i really did have an absolutely amazing weekend! the first night i got there we immediately started sampling different wines that she had there(it was like 1:30pm when i got there and the baby was napping) and she made these tuna cream cheese roll thingies that were simply amazing! we sat around and chit chatted and she showed me her new house and showed me all the things she wanted to do to it. absolutely beautiful house!! after the baby woke up we played with him for a bit, then his daddy took him to get a flu shot. next was dinner, best ribeye steaks EVER! i have no idea what he did but they were yuuuuu-uuum!! after dinner it was time for Friends Scene It Trivia DVD Game! and i'm simply the best at that game! i totally kicked their asses! after the game, was when we broke out the vodka and olive juice for dirty martinis. after a few of these i got careless with my orangutan arms and knocked over the last little bit into my laptop. some blue screen with white letters came up and said something along the lines of "i'm now going to ruin your life, you drunk bitch" and then i flipped out(drunk) and called my husband begging and pleading with him to just fix it pleeeease! at this moment i was far to drunk to realize the intensity of my screw up. he told me to turn it off and calm down, and that's what i did. we continued on drinking martinis and laaaaaaughing at everything. we ended the night early.

saturday started off bright and early,by that i mean sunny and far to bright for someone who spent her evening chugging vodka, also me with the worst headache that i have ever had! it was awful, i woke up and felt fine. i stood up and it was like my brain SLAMMED into my forehead at about 874 MPH. it was so painful i was actually crying as i walked to the bottle of motrin downstairs. thinking back now i usually don't sit down with a bottle of vodka and just go to town. the rest of the day we spent watching football and eating nachos, and quietly preparing ourselves for the drinking that would ensue later on in the evening. the evening began with a tapas dinner set in this super awesome arabian restaraunt. (had we stayed later we would have enjoyed the belly dancers complete with their own band) the food was alright, the first time i ever lamb chops, they were De-Lish!! and it just happened to be a speciatly martini bar! i stayed clear of just straight vodka and enjoyed a few fruity martinis, complete with GLOWSTICKS! i was truly in drunk girl heaven. after dinner we headed down town for some good ole fashioned bar hopping. the first place we went was an oyster bar for drunk singles over the age of 45, definitely not our scene so after a drink and some oysters(<--BLEHK!) off we went. the next place was supposed to be an irish bar...this just happened to be an irish bar with an 80s hair band cover band...it was A-W-E-S-O-M-E!!! i thought, but my friends not so much...after three beers and two shots off we went. we ended up at ...guess?...a MARTINI BAR!!! so once more we drowned the rest of our giggles out with the slurping of some very delicious and wonderfully colored martinis. it was getting late so we decided to head out but not before buying $6 hot dogs from a street vendor! but i will say they were by far the GREATEST hot dogs ever made, or it could have just been the fifth of vodka coursing through my blood stream, eh who knows?!

the next morning i got up early and headed home to spend some quality time with my new husband. we went on a date and it was wonderful. mimosas and a crab martini(<--noticing a pattern) then a very funny movie(role models, seriously go watch it, it's awesome!!) after the movie we headed home and took a walk in the freezing cold with our dog. it was sweet. then bc we're super lame we went to bed at 9:20pm.
all in all(minus the laptop) it was an absolutely divine weekend!
alright i'm done
kristy j

i get hammered and make bad decisions...what's your hobby?!

my schedule at work is alternated so some weeks i have weekends off and other weeks i have wed/thurs off...in this particular story it was a wed/thurs combination. i decided to make the 60 mile journey to va beach to see the initiator and all of my other friends.
that wednesday started off normal...took care of a few things here and then went down there.she had and MRI so we took are of that and then decided it was time for dinner. we were celebrating(not sure what but we were) we went to P.F. Changs...i had never been there...we ordered and drank a few glasses of wine. after we finished the food, we decided to step outside for a smoke(we told the bartender to hold our seats) so we come back inside and our seats have been taken. we give the bartender a "WTF" kinda look...he seats us at the other end of the bar and apologizes and comes back with a large flask of saki. *i had never had saki before* we were excited and proceeded to shoot saki and chase it with wine(seemed like a good idea at the time) after the saki is gone i realize there is no way i can drive us back to her house to get ready to go out to the bar. her roommate has to come pick us up. at this point we are entirely too hammered and should have just called it a night...but obviously we didn't.
we went to this place called town center..it's like a fake downtown...bars, shops, places to eat...things of that nature. there are two bars we looooove to go to Gordon Birsch and Keagans. we started at GB had a few microbrews then stumbled next door to Keagans.
there was a singer there playing different kinds of music and taking requests. once i got my drink and made the rounds to say hi to everyone and take numerous drunk pictures i asked the guy to play "brown eyed girl" bc i LOOOOVE that song. i asked him and he said he would. the night moves on..more and more drinks...more and more pictures...more and more asking this guy to play this song. the night moves on the same as it has been...i'm behaving myself thus far.
now it's about 1am and he still hasn't played my song...so i bum rush the stage steal his microphone and proceed to rip this guy a new one until he promises to play this song. he does...my friend and i dance (read:stumble and fall down) after the completion of the dancing and singing i make my way to the bar for another beer(bc that's what i need at this point) and the bartender hands me three little glasses with pretty blue liquid in them and tells me "you're awesome these are on me" i squeal and pass them around and take my designated shot. DE-LIC-SHUS!!!! i have no idea what was in them but i do know that 15 minutes later is when everything goes blurry and then black.
so this is when my friends had to take over bc i have no idea what happened. we left obviously but i told them i was NOT getting in the truck with them bc they were just as drunk as me(in all reality NO ONE was as drunk as me) so then they bribed me and told me there was booze in the truck...i obliged and hauled ass to the truck for more beers. while in the truck on the way to my friends house we sang very loudly to some 80s song on the radio and i spilled some beer on my face,shirt, and skirt. i get home and my friend, the instigator, and i proceeded to sing karaoke until the wee hours of the morning before finally passing out around 6am.
the next day we woke up and decided to buy matching outfits for the beach, headed to target and started trying on clothes...we decided on matching green plaid pants, striped green bags, big green hats, green medalion necklaces, and green plaid flops. we looked "interesting"
we made our way to the beach but not before stopping to pick up a 24 pack of beer. the rest of the day was fun in the sun drinking beers and making fun of the anorexic "12" year old our friend brought to the beach in hopes of "hitting that"
good times.

and on a more sober note: my love comes home on friday! YAY!!!!!!
time to get back to work.
peace bitches
Kristy J

this follows no rhyme or reason-you've been warned

this post will follow no rhyme or reason...it's been a couple of shitty days at work and i've had one(three) too many glasses of wine and well this is what you get:

first of all lis THANK YOU for making me smile with your comment. i was stoked with the compliment. i get a big kick out of your blog too! (seriously read her blog it's great)


second, i completely offended an entire race of people in about three seconds at work today with out even realizing..i'm a JACKASS! here's the story(this might get wordy it takes some background for the full effect) so i work in a cleanroom environment(bunny suit, safety glasses, gloves...the whole nine) and we can only use certain types/colors of pens/markers. the colors are red and black...my opinion not pretty and it gets boring. we had been breaking the rules and using all kinds of colors but they busted us and now it's back to black and red. my friend jeff and i always complain about it bc 1)lame and 2)nothing better to do. today was a LONG and TEDIOUS day of things breaking and going wrong for twelve hours...so it's the end of my shift and i'm just wrapping things up and he leans over and says "no pretty colors" and i immediately shoot back with "black are you kidding me that's not pretty" (side note jeff is a black guy) he just stood there and then coughed and walked off. i am completely oblivious to what happened until my co worker was looked at me with like WTF is your problem and then burst into laughter...of course i was like "huh" and then BAAAAAM! it hit me...WOW I AM A JACKASS WHAT IS MY PROBLEM!! i felt/feel horrible. so needless to say work is going to be interesting(red:awkward) tomorrow at work. oh did i mention like four people at work like me and don't think i'm a bitch? wait make that three...oops my bad i suck!

so another thing...as i was sitting on my couch guzzling riesling tonite i got to thinking about how completely insanely awesome my dog is..i know i know "another crazy dog person" but seriously he's awesome. he's a golden retriever puppy and pretty much the chillest dog ever. oh and he loves wine(i know this by NO fault of my own) AND he knows what glass the wine is in and gets just as about excited as i do when i have some! i left the glass on the table like two months ago and he helped himself to a couple of drinks...now he's hooked. he IS my dog so i guess that's to be expected. the boyfriend doesn't know...SURPRISE! (the boyfriend is on deployment THREE WEEKS and he'll be home...i'm pretty much jumping put of my skin with excitement) *tried to put a picture of chaz we'll see if it works*

moving right along into more rambling for anyone who loves wine like i do...my favorite is riesling..YUMM! but a friend of mine gave me a gewurztraminer and i might say it's delicious. so give it a try and let me know if you like it. it's a sweet wine but seriously!

i also decided what my biggest pet peeve is. it absolutely grates on my nerves when someone tells me i look "tired"! really...who the hell are you to tell me i look tired. you mean absolutely NOTHING why are you speaking to me or even in my general direction especially at 6:45 in the morning. and for some reason people don't understand that telling a girl they look "tired" is a polite way of saying you look like shit. and last time i checked no one liked to be told that. so just for future reference don't say that kind of thing to girls or for that matter ANYONE!

ohk so i think this is getting a little space cadet even for me. i leave you with this:there's always atleast one person that can make you smile when you've had days that the world just opens up and shits all over your day...hold on to that person and appreciate them and let them know how important they are to you. i know that came out of left field but i promise it's good advice.

it's that time
peace bitches
Kristy J

**i have no idea how to put pictures where i want them...but obviously that's my beautiful dog**