Dreams

I've been having weird dreams lately. It's been for about a week. I've had dreams that I'm still working at the vet clinic, I've had dreams I was doing a a sideways hip pop in belly dance and doing it well. I also had a dream that while I was belly dancing, I raised my arms and had very hairy underarms. This morning, I had a dream, about what I don't remember, but I know it freaked me out because I woke up crying. I don't know what's up. I wish I could figure them out.

A first

I was fired last Thursday from the vet clinic. He felt I wasn't doing my best to get clients in when they wanted to come in. Clients there don't know the word NO. Apparently, last Wednesday, a very important client came in and rasied nine kinds on hell becuse I told him he couldn't come in the week before. The man called late Friday afternoon and wanted a bath for his dog. Me, not wanting him to leave his dog overnight, asked if he could come in Monday. He said yes but never showed up Monday. I thought everything was fine, that he would call back to set up another appointment. When I got to work Thursday morning, Vanessa was the only one to give me a heads up about what happened Wednesday. He waited until 4 o'clock Thursday afternoon, while I was in the middle of helping someone on the phone, to pull me in the office. He said he was sorry but he would need my key. I kept it together, gave him my key, said I was sorry, thanked him and left. I broke down
in my car. What really sucked was that I had to go to work at The Grand that night. They cut hours there so I'm trying to get shifts where I can. I dont know if I can survive on this salary alone. I don't know what to do. I've been very depressed lately. I e-mailed my resume to my cousin last week and he said they might have openings because they bought a comany a few weeks ago. I hope something comes through very soon.

DARE. Change.

May we all dare to change.

Feeling funky

I'm sitting here not wanting to do anything but have much to do. I've been wathcing Real Life on MTV all afernoon, about drug addicts and alcoholics.

I finally put clothes washing. After I put clothes washing, I just started crying. I've been having a really rough time lately, with work and all. I really miss my friends and family.

I felt better at my bellydancing class last week. I hope it just keeps getting better.

I like the cooler weather. I just want to sit at CC's and drink a pumpkin pie latte or a peppermint mocha.

End my rant for the day.

Can't seem to

I'm here at The Grand. It is the suck. Really. It is. Corporate has now cut hours drastically. The cafe is the only stand open during the week. Only leads work during the week. One open, one swing, one close. Yeah, we have to close by ourselves. Next Thursday there are midnights so there are two people coming in from 10-1 to help. It won't be that bad. I do inventory on Thursday nights so the week after may be interesting. They think they are saving money but they aren't. The closer has to do everything by themselves. It only means they are going to be here later. I hope they come to their senses and put things back the way they were. To make things worse, I have to work the Baker on Wednesdays from 2-5. Yeah, let me tell you how excited I am about that.

Sorry I've been such a bad blogger. I've been sick for the past week. I left work early yesterday and called into the grand last night. I slept all afternoon and night. I still feel a little groggy.

Hope you are all having a great day.

P.S. I love the rain

Nickelodeon

Remember these?

Howard the Duck

Remember Howard?

Full House

First vidoes post. Hope you enjoy :-)

Somewhere in the middle

I'm sitting on Cain's porch right now. It's really pretty and lovely outside. The sun is shinning and the weather feels great. My dogs are playing. Such a great Sunday. I was suppose to go to one of my best friends nephew's birthday party today in Baton Rouge. She asked me this yesterday. I don't feel like doing anything today. I know we don't see each other that often, and she comes here all the time, but I really need a day of doing nothing.

I've had a really rough week.

Work at the vet has been crazy, trying to train in the back. Work at the Grand has been crazy as well. We have inspection on Tuesday. Cafe is spotless. I'm cleaning the daiquiri machines on Wednesday. Friday night was bad. I cursed in front two customers, two young girls. It wasn't to them or about them. Baker (a.k.a. kiss ass) came into cafe, Ms. Susan was cleaning the popper, and, while looking at me, told her she didn't have to worry about cleaning under the daiquiri or Icee machines because he had done it that morning because it wasn't done the night before (I did clean under there,he knew that). I immediately turned around and let it fly. I apologized to the customers and to everyone around me, except Baker. He deserved it. I also worked with Caleb, someone I did not like until Friday night. It went better that expected, and I made it a point to talk to him before he left. Before I left last night, Megan (manager) wanted to talk to me. I was up for my yearly raise. She said she talked to Charlie and they felt I was was doing better with customers and all. Yeah, that's great because it use to be bad. I feel like I'm doing better as well. Yeah, Friday night just messed that all up. We are going to revisit my raise in a month. At least it's not a whole year. I told her that Baker had to leave me alone, that I shouldn't be harassed for doing my job. I told her that even if she does talk to him, he's still going to harass me. Hayley said she thinks he makes it his mission at work: 1) smoke 2) do nothing 3) harass Heather. I laughed. I can't believe I let him get to me. I talk all this talk about being a strong, independent feminist. I still let him get to me. Thanks to Baker, we have to revisit my raise in a month.

ULL played LSU last night. We lost by the spread, 28. The final score was ULL-3 LSU-31. I knew we weren't going to win but I'm glad we didn't lose by that much. Two days ago, the spread was a lot worse lol. So, GEAUX CAJUNS!! I'm still proud of them.

I start my belly dancing class tomorrow night. I'm nervous and excited. A couple that we took our Cajun dancing class with came by the theatre last night. It was nice to see them.

I hope everyone has a lovely Sunday.

Fun

I bought a DSLite and ScribbleNauts today. It's pretty and pink :-) I'm having fun playing it. Now I have something to do when I'm bored lol.

Hope you are all having a good day.

Something new

I was sitting at work today and all I could think about what how I wanted a job where I mattered, somewhere I was making a difference, something good.

I'm tired of writing about how I hate my jobs and the suck of everything.

One day it will change.

Just a thought.....

I've always wondered why they don't use the first window in the drive thru?i mean, you pass it everytime you go thru the drive thru. Why not use it? It only makes sense and would make going thru the drive thru faster. Money at the first window and food at the second. That simple. Just my random thought for the night.

When is it going to end?

Cain's grandmother passed away Tuesday. The funeral was Thursday in Bunkie.

He hides his sadness in anger and jokes and takes it out on me. I know it's because he's hurting. I feel like there is nothing I can do to help him. It makes me feel bad. He thinks I say 'I love you' too much. He only says it when he 'means it', as he put it.

I'm not a fan of Tyler Perry. I have to deal with stupid people more than normal at the movie theatre. I finally got a break at about 10:30, after being here for about 5.5 hours. It sucks.

People that order daiquiris when they are with their kids makes me mad. You seriously need a daiquiri to get through this movie with your kid? What message are you sending them? That's just sad.

Pregrant smokers

Pregrant smokers

Cain and I are sitting at Nathan and Kristen's, waiting for BBQ to be
done. Kristen is going to deliver her third child any day now. This
one is Nathan's. They are both smokers. I don't understand why people
smoke in the first place, not to mention when they are pregnant. Don't
they understand what it is doing to their body and to their baby? Come
on people!!!!!

My head hurts and I'm hungry.

Happy Labor Day people.

Heather

Morning mistress

I have shared more with coffee, or with people over coffee, than I can remember. In southern Louisiana, coffee isn't just a thing or just another drink. Coffee is a way of life, namely Community Coffee (family owned and operated since 1919). For most people, coffee is something they grab on the way out the door in the morning. Here, we make it an event, if you can call it that. We sit and sip, we savor. Coffee is a part of our lives before we were born. I can remember sitting in my Maw-Maw's (grandmaw for all you non- southern folks) kitchen with a glass of coffee milk (more milk and sugar then coffee back then) thinking I was special because I got to drink coffee with the grownups. One of my favorite memories is waking up on her black leather couch and not moving. I like to take in the morning, that just-woke-up feeling. I loved listening to her and Mr. John (another entry all together) speak Cajun French to each other. They were always quiet, so not to
wake my sister or I up. Sometimes Passe Partout (very popular morning program here) would be on. Coffee was always present. When my dad was in the Army, we lived in Germany for about 4 years. My mom would have Community Coffee shipped to us from the States. That's how much it meant to us. We drink no other cofffee. It's a way of life here. I feel a little bit of a fraud when I drink another type of coffee.

What's your coffee story?

It must be going around

OMG.....I think I had a panic attack on my sleep. I woke up and it was hard to breath and felt like there was a weight on my chest. I felt weird all day long. My stomach hurts a lot, and I feel like I need to throw up. Yeah, I know...TMI. Get over it.

My parents are taking back my instruments and selling them. Yes, mine. The ones they bought for me. Well, at least I thought they were mine. Apparently, they bought them so the instruments are theirs. Excuse me?!?!?! My mom said she wants to sell them because they need money. I asked my dad how much money they needed and he had no clue. It is true that I have not touched them in a few years, and yes, they need major tlc, but they are mine. I have no say in this. She's going to do it regardless of what I say so whatever. I took them out and played for a few minutes on both the flute and the piccolo. When I put them away, I wanted to cry.

It's just been a really crappy week. Boo. Oh, did I mention I started my period. Major fail on all parts.

Attention ladies and gentlemen

Yes, this picture is funny. I wish that would happen everytime someone didn't wash their hands.

In one of the ladies restrooms at the theatre, the soap dispencer is broken. This means women cannot wash their hands after using the bathroom. GROSS!!!!! Really ladies?? That is disgusting. I think it's been broken for a few days. I know how to open it and get liquid to come out so it was no big deal for me. I also wash my hands as soon as I get behind the stand. For women to be walking around with dirty, nasty hands is beyond me. And, they handle money....yuck yuck yuck. The bathroom should be the cleanest part of any household and/or business. Come on ladies!!

What's the cleanest room in your house?

Maybe this is the turn around

Introducing the new me:


Don't I look fabulous?!?!?!!! LOL

My hair has not looked that way since I cut it, which was a week and a half ago lol.

Anyway, life was busy for a few weeks with Monica moving to Oklahoma and all. We made it a weekend affair. She left this past Tuesday. Last Saturday, we went to the casino. It was fun but man, am I glad Frankie came. It was all couples. I lost $20 and had a blast dancing to good music. Sunday, Frankie and I were suppose to take pictures around town. That was postponed due to nasty clouds followed by rain. We had lunch then the ladies and I headed to BR for the most amazing Chinese EVER: P.F. Changs :-) After the amazing Chinese, we headed across the street to Whole Foods for gelato.....yummmm!!!!! Sooooo good. We then headed back home and said our goodbyes. Monday night was our last night together, just the four of us. We had an AMAZING Korean meal provided by Katie, as well as dessert. There are pictures of this coming soon. After Katie's amazing meal, we headed to Fast Eddies to meet up with more friends and free pool. We had so much fun. It was a bittersweet goodbye at the end of the night. On one hand, I was sad to see her go, but on the other hand, I was very excited for her. I know she is enjoying it there, the people are friendly and she likes her class. She's building a life there, which is more than I can say for myself down here.

Any advice on where I should go for vacation?

Let's give 'em something to talk about

So, here's my question of the day: do you truely, ever really know
someone? Do you know all they secrets and demons? Do you know about
their past and what they want for the future?

We talk; we all talk. Especially about other people. I will admit I am
guilty of this. I hate when people talk about me, usually none of it
good. They are very bad for it at the vet. It rubbed off on me. I've
heard it brings co-workers closer. When I think about it, I don't
think it does. From now on, I'm going to try very hard to not gossip
about others. Now, I may fuss about work, but I'll try my hardest not
to talk about other people. It's just not nice.

I guess the reason I ask tonights question is because I have trust
issues. I'm not really sure where they stem from but I know they are
there. I don't want to shut off from people like I am.

Any advice?

Maybe it's true

I haven't posted in a while and I feel bad. I want to get better at this. I really do. I saw the trailer for Julie & Julia while watching The Ugly Truth ( yes, again) Monday night. One of the characters tell the others that her blog was being turned into a mini series or something like that. All I could think was that no one would ever buy my blog for anything...it's too depressing. Really, it is; it's sad. It makes me sad to think about it. I want to write, but I think that everything that comes out sounds stupid. I'm in a funk, something I just can't shake. I need a lot of things. I'm sitting here, waiting for things to happen, feeling sorry for myself. That's not what life is. Life is about going out and doing what you want, being who you really are.

On a lighter note, my mom, sister and I are going to the zoo and aquarium in NOLA on Sunday. Hopefully, we will have a great time and not want to kill each other. There will be pictures to follow.

Hope you are all having a lovely day!!