Hey there blog readers. This is @myroomiemeg (i.e. Jess’ roommate, Meg). Tonight I came home and Jess asked me how my current relationship is going. I told her it should be ending soon as I am initiating my phase out plan. She was worried that my European manfriend (he’s way older than me, so I must call him manfriend) may not understand the phase out situation. I quickly informed her that it is a global phenomenon – and after this, she decided I needed to blog as all of her blog friends may also be interested in my unique conundrum.
To make a long story short, the manfriend is getting too serious too fast and it’s fa-reaking me out. So he needs to go bye bye. To make things more complicated – he works at the same place I do. If you have never dated anyone from your work, continue doing just that. It is no bueno. I have done it before and it was awful. (I guess I figured I’d give it one more try – ha.) The problem is, I have only broken up with people in extreme situations – like, screaming at them, crying, never answering a phone call from them – you know, like the totally mature ways. I have decided to gently phase this manfriend out of my life.
Other ways to possibly break up...
Jess thinks he may not get the memo because he is different than your average American guy, who essentially invented the phase out technique. He likes the opera. He’s a complete wine and restaurant snob. He dresses better than most women. If you date him, he will call you princess. On your second date, he will plan a date that will be in two months. (Sidenote: if any of this sounds intriguing to you, leave your name with me and I could set you up with him!) To initiate the process, I am calling him less and answering his texts infrequently. I am going to become aloof. The trick is: make yourself less available. Give him a chance to realize: you are just not that into him. When doing all of this, you can’t let yourself feel guilty. In reality, you are doing this a guy favor! You really aren’t into him and you’re trying to end this thing civilly. Finally, you will just be straight with him: it’s not really working out and you think he wants something more than you do.
Sure sounds global to me. Heck, my cat would understand that. Now is your chance: what break-up technique do YOU think is best? Clearly I need advice, people. Maybe that’s the real reason Jess wanted me to blog this…..she thinks I need help…. (it’s true, she just said I have A.D.D. *sniff*)
This Saturday my precious pup, Hidee, will be competing in the 2010 Sam Houston Wiener Dog Races. Hidee is 9 years old and sure to be one of the most senior dogs on the track, but don’t doubt her speed, this old lady can run….when she wants to. Hidee is actually lucky enough to have a sponsor for the race, Daisy’s Doggie Duds, who will be providing all her “off track” attire. This includes a sweatshirt, t-shirt and Bumble Bee costume for the costume contest held after the races. We are really excited that Daisy’s Doggie Duds wanted to be part of Hidee’s special day, as all of her family and friends will be coming out to watch her as she races for the finish.
I am going to be taking lots of pictures and hopefully some video of the event so that you guys can see what a proud mommy I am(as if you haven’t grasped that already from the thousands of pictures of her on Flickr, Facebook and the tweets coming from her very own Twitter account @hideeho).
Since this is Hidee’s first time to do this, and mine as well, I went on to YouTube to see if there was any video from last year’s races. Thankfully I was able to find this short clip of the track and some of the dogs that participated last year. I think we are in for an exciting day and A LOT of laughs.
For more information about the races go to www.shrp.com
Hidee’s first race will start around 7:30pm-Hope to see you there!
I was looking at my calendar today and noticed that I have some HUGE concerts coming my way that I am fortunate to have tickets to. If you know me, you know that I LOVE concerts. All kinds. Yes, even the symphony.
I was really fortunate to grow up in a family who loves concert, which is probably where I get it from. My first concert I ever saw, at least that I can remember, was Billy Joel-River of Dreams concert when I was in 5th grade. I remember making myself learn all the words to “We Didn’t Start the Fire” before I went so that I could sing-along when Billy played it. I actually had to get my parents old Billy Joel cassette tapes out and play them on my karaoke machine to learn the words. Rewind…Rewind…Rewind.
Since then I have seen some pretty incredible shows and have made a promise to expose my kids(when I have them) as much live music as possible. In the next couple months I have some great concerts to attend , both very different in style and crowd type, but equally exciting (OK maybe one a little more than the other).
March means it’s Rodeo time in Houston and this year I am going to see Lady Antebellum. Now, I would not call myself a country music fan because I KNOW country music fans and they are diehard. I mean they bleed country music, but there are a lot of country bands that I really like and Lady A is definitely one of them. While I would call them more of a contemporary country group bordering on the line of pop rock, they still have the heartfelt, yet gut wrenching lyrics that accompany a good country ballad. They have great chemistry too! I actually thought the two lead singers were married, but I have been informed otherwise. Ooops! but kudos to them for making us believe they would actually “Run” to each other.
Next up, in March and what I am most excited about…..drumroll please….MUSE!! AHHHH! My parents gave my sister and I an early Valentine’s Day present last weekend when they informed us that they bought us tickets to see the fabulous British group. I am simply ecstatic. I have seen the group once before at ACL a couple years ago and they blew me away with their sound and incredible showmanship. It’s chilling how great they are. I am really looking forward to their show at the Toyota Center and will hopefully be able to post some pics of my sister and I.
Did anyone catch their show when they came with U2? I wanted to go then, but I can’t stand U2 so I didn’t spend the money…Bono..uggh! *shudder*
Here is a preview of the show: Squeeeeeeal! Check out the crowd!!
Ok Grammys what in the world was that? A tribute? I think not.
One song, which is not even a “great” one of his, and a random hodge-podge of musicians, all of which are very talented in their own right, but together were totally unrelated to the man they were “trying” to honor(except of course you Smokey) IS NOT A TRIBUTE. And just because you make something in 3D that required quirky paper glasses and a really expensive camera does not justify a performance being called a tribute! No! No! NO!
You know what would have been better? Not doing that song at all and remembering to put him in the “In Memoriam” sideshow instead, cause ya know what?…he died too. I’m just sayin.
It’s award show season, we’re reminded of that as we sit down every Sunday evening to watch the “fashion police” critiquing the red carpet and the hoards of chiffon and silk that waltz down it. Don’t get me wrong, I adore the award show season, it helps me to fill up my Netflix queue in a snap.
There is one show, though, that stands out among the others, The Grammys. The fashion hype is not as bad, and instead the focus is on what made 2009 what it was, the music.
Since I was little I’ve had this strange ability to hear a song and be able to tell you what grade I was in when I first heard it, or what time in my life the song had the most effect on me. So in a way, music bookmarks my life like a catalog. I can play a song to represent every year since I was three, crazy huh?
There are so many artists that I really loved this year, many of which will not even get an invite to the Grammys because the largest venue they can fill is a coffee shop down in midtown, but of course that does not lessen their talent.
I am looking forward to the performances this year, as I always do, but I am not looking forward to every artist mentioning Haiti in their acceptance speech. I think it should be brought up in its own little section of the show and then Jay-Z can get back to thanking God for being such a badass. I know that sounds a bit heartless, but if any of you know me I am very much the philanthropist at heart and I don’t mean to sounds cold. The music community has done a great job raising money for Haiti with their 2 hour telethon that took over every station but TBS. You were either forced to watch it or a rerun of Family Guy. I am off my soapbox now. Send money to Haiti, but don’t mention it in your acceptance speech.
You know what the most exciting part of the Grammys is this year? The 3D Michael Jackson tribute! I have butterflies in my stomach I am so excited. I got my glasses last week and I have been sporting them in my car as I drive home from work (OK not really). I will not get into how much the loss of Michael Jackson has has an effect on me, but I will just say I have no doubt there will be tears in my living room. I know, I’m a sap.
It’s been a really exciting week around my house as I set out to try and accomplish some of the things on my Life List. The first one I decided to tackle was to “Buy cowboy boots and wear them to the rodeo”. Simple enough, right? Well not so fast. This past weekend I went with my best friend Kelly to buy my first pair of cowboy boots at the one and only Cavenders Boot City.
We walked in and it was PACKED! I know it’s rodeo season and all, but good gravy I have never seen so many people sitting on the floor wrestling to get a pair of boots on in my life. Kelly quickly found a pair that she loved and now it was my turn. I browsed the shelves for a bit and then, I saw them. The most beautiful pair of boots I have ever seen. It was like you see in the movies when the light shines down from heavens and the angels sing an angelic “Ahhhhhh”! I had found my boots.
Time to try them on and just as I was hitting this ultimate high my bubble was quickly burst as the salesman told me they did not have my size. Bummer! We called all the stores in Houston and they did not have my size. Double bummer! So instead I exercised my paypal account and bought them online.
Well “The Boots” arrived today and I had wanted to make a video for you guys to see them, but my computer crashed. Brilliant, right? Stupid thing. Ok so “The Boots” are purchased and as luck would have it, thanks to my good friend Kristen and Chevron, I will be attending Lady Antebellum at this years Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo. I am so PUMPED!! I promise by that time I will have some kind of recording device so that I can show you how fabulous my boots are, cause frankly this picture does not do them justice.
Now I know many of you are wondering why cowboy boots are such a big deal, after all we do live in Texas where cowboy boots are about as common as the nose on your face but it’s a little different in my family. My family and I are very proud of our British heritage and I remember as a kid, when we first moved to Texas, my dad saying ” there will be no boots or ice tea in this house”, he of course said it jokingly…but kinda not. When I went off to Waco for school I was hit with the sweet tea bug, but I resisted the cowboy boots, until now.
I am so excited to get to wear my new boots to the rodeo and check off one of the things on my “Life List“. Now I just have to remember to watch where I’m walking in the petting zoo.
I am going to be adding to this list as I go, cause I was definitely not able to come up with 100 things, but I think it’s a good start. ALSO several plans are in the works to scratch some of these things off, but I will fill you in on those later!
Have a great night!
Jessica
P.S. Here are some pics from last night’s Social Media Shin-dig hosted by the lovely Black Sheep at Yelapaga Mexicana.
Some of you are going to read this next post and roll your eyes, which I am fine with, but it’s something that I need to get off my chest and you guys are the best sounding board a girl could ask for.
Yesterday, during my lunch break at work I was surfing around the interwebs and came across a fabulous blog called Mightygirl.com. Now many of you might be wondering if I have had my head under a rock all this time not to know about Mightygirl.com, but I’m sorry I must have missed that tweet. Anyway, I was on Mightygirl.com and reading her ever so famous Mighty Life List she made for herself. I thought it was pretty cool that she had taken the time to do this and that Intel was now sponsoring her. To be honest I had never thought of doing such a thing and it seemed like a pretty neat idea. That was SIGN 1.
After work that day I came home and watched a movie with my roommate. I got Netflix for Christmas so the movie nights in my apartment have increased 10 fold. After the movie finished I took a look at My Queue to see what movie would be gracing my mailing next and it was none other than “The Bucket List“. (I have been told since by numerous people that I am not allowed to watch this movie because I would cry for a week) That was SIGN 2.
After taking my dog out that night I decided I was going to watch an episode of “Everybody Loves Raymond“. (side note: I have a serious addiction to TV on DVD and will watch ANYTHING that can wrap itself up in a neat little 30min sitcom) I usually watch episodes in the order they are put on the DVD, but last night I was feeling adventurous decided to pick one at random to fall asleep to. OMG you guys…Raymond, the show’s main character, was having a mid-life crisis in this episode and his friends told him that he needed to make a list of 100 things he needed to do before he died. The whole 30 mins I just stared at the screen watching Raymond struggle to make this list of 100. That was SIGN 3.
I was definitely freaking out at this point. All day the universe was pointing me to this idea of making a “life list”, or whatever you wanted to call it, and it really creeped me out! But as I lay there trying to fall asleep I thought, if this is what I am suppose to do it really couldn’t get any clearer. I mean people walk around everyday asking for signs and here I was with 3 shoved right in my face.
So I tried to write a Mighty Life List….and I failed.
I could only come up with 5 things, which really depressed me. I am only 25 years old, I surely can come up with 100 things I want to do….
I am going to try again tomorrow and hopefully there will be some signs to guide me.
Yesterday was such an awesome day! I got to go out to the Extreme Makeover Home Edition job site in Galveston, Texas AND wear my new awesome purple hardhat that I got for Christmas. What could be better, right?
When I got on site it was just incredible to see all these people pitching in their time, money, and skills to give the Beach family a new home. Even the neighbors had all donated their homes and front lawns for catering tents, medical areas and staff meetings. It was just unbelievable!
Despite the cold weather, everyone was smiling and working hard to meet their deadline for the reveal which is TODAY!!! I get all warm and fuzzy just thinking about how much better off that family is going to be.
I put together a video of all the pictures that have been taken over the past couple days by our team. When you watch, keep in mind that this house was built and decorated in 106 hours. The show makes it look like it takes a week, but that is definitely not true.
Something to ponder….if we can build a house in 106 hours, think about all the other homes we could fix that are still unlivable due to Ike damage.
Congrats to the CMC team in Texas City for getting involved with such a great cause! The show is set to air in the spring and will be a 2 hour special! Just goes to show, yet again, that everything is bigger in Texas!
concert I ever saw, at least that I can remember, was Billy Joel-River of Dreams concert when I was in 5th grade. I remember making myself learn all the words to “We Didn’t Start the Fire” before I went so that I could sing-along when Billy played it. I actually had to get my parents old Billy Joel cassette tapes out and play them on my karaoke machine to learn the words. Rewind…Rewind…Rewind.
in their own right, but together were totally unrelated to the man they were “trying” to honor(except of course you Smokey) IS NOT A TRIBUTE. And just because you make something in 3D that required quirky paper glasses and a really expensive camera does not justify a performance being called a tribute! No! No! NO!
We walked in and it was PACKED! I know it’s rodeo season and all, but good gravy I have never seen so many people sitting on the floor wrestling to get a pair of boots on in my life. Kelly quickly found a pair that she loved and now it was my turn. I browsed the shelves for a bit and then, I saw them. The most beautiful pair of boots I have ever seen. It was like you see in the movies when the light shines down from heavens and the angels sing an angelic “Ahhhhhh”! I had found my boots.
Yesterday, during my lunch break at work I was surfing around the interwebs and came across a fabulous blog called 
got Netflix for Christmas so the movie nights in my apartment have increased 10 fold. After the movie finished I took a look at My Queue to see what movie would be gracing my mailing next and it was none other than “The Bucket List“. (I have been told since by numerous people that I am not allowed to watch this movie because I would cry for a week) That was SIGN 2.
After taking my dog out that night I decided I was going to watch an episode of “Everybody Loves Raymond“. (side note: I have a serious addiction to TV on DVD and will watch ANYTHING that can wrap itself up in a neat little 30min sitcom) I usually watch episodes in the order they are put on the DVD, but last night I was feeling adventurous decided to pick one at random to fall asleep to. OMG you guys…Raymond, the show’s main character, was having a mid-life crisis in this episode and his friends told him that he needed to make a list of 100 things he needed to do before he died. The whole 30 mins I just stared at the screen watching Raymond struggle to make this list of 100. That was SIGN 3.
