So after my success at holding down any lunch and being able to get a few things under control with work, I was exhausted - mentally exhausted. I knew that I at least had something to look forward to with the Captains game with my bf that night.
Well, the game was fun as always and the $1 beers, of course, were perfect. We had our regular group in the side bleachers where we called out at the outfielders. Then, sometime in the 4th or 5th inning, I hear shouting and realized that there is a line drive coming right at me. This thing was flying way too fast to catch, so I tried to quickly turn away and lean down.
**Smack**
I got hit right in the back and then the ball bounced so high that it was no longer in our seat section and somewhere back by the food vendors. I even had a blue ink mark from the ball on my shirt.
My eyes instantly welled up a bit, but mostly from laughing as I was a little numb to the pain, at first.
My bf had ran after the ball, but he said that a five-year old got it and he didn't have the heart to take it away from him (cue: aww). The ushers came down to make sure I was ok which I reassured them that I was. They did go get me a ball that was signed by "Capt Tony" (who? - I think it was this old guy that they had dressed in a captain's uniform). I knew that I would most likely just have a nasty bruise and was choosing to ignore it. Our friends, however, convinced me to at least get some ice on it. As I stood in line to get myself a well-deserved $1 beer and some ice, I felt it start to really burn.
The lady at the food stand was very sweet and filled up a rubber glove full of ice for me. - That made for great pics - This did make it feel much better and I missed it greatly once all the ice melted.
When we got home that night, I had a red baseball sized mark on my back. This morning, there's no bruise, but it hurts like hell. I had difficulty sleeping as I wanted to lean on that side of my back but couldn't.
All in all, I did have a great time at the game, but it seems that after the wretched day at work, getting a baseball slammed at my back became the icing on the cake.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Falling apart
I know it's been a long time since I've posted. Work had ramped up into full-time busy season and then just a few weeks before it's even over, my administrator was fired. So not only is it insanely busy for me, but now I'm doing all work. It's something that I can handle, but the stress is amazing. Today, I had to keep focused on my breathing at a morning meeting because I felt that I was going to vomit. I'm not sick or anything, it would've been strictly from the stress. I feel like all these little things keep exploding with my book of business and that I'm starting to lose my mind in the process.
Bf has been so wonderful with me through all of this. I was a wreck on Friday night and we ended up going camping for the weekend. He gave me a very long and strong hug this morning before I left for work. We're going to a Captains game tonight ($1 beers and 50 cent hot dogs!) which all helps to keep my mind off of work. Busy season officially ends this week, I just hope I can make it through in one piece. ...and without vomiting or passing out.
It shouldn't be this hard/stressful, right?
Bf has been so wonderful with me through all of this. I was a wreck on Friday night and we ended up going camping for the weekend. He gave me a very long and strong hug this morning before I left for work. We're going to a Captains game tonight ($1 beers and 50 cent hot dogs!) which all helps to keep my mind off of work. Busy season officially ends this week, I just hope I can make it through in one piece. ...and without vomiting or passing out.
It shouldn't be this hard/stressful, right?
Friday, May 29, 2009
High and Low
Things have been so busy with work and I've missed a Fervor Friday, but I'll try to catch up with today's post.
Have you ever had so much going on with work, including high stress, and then happened to kick ass on a huge project? It is such a high! I have this client who has not been happy with us lately and has expressed herself often making the whole situation just a bit more stressful to work on. Today, I was able to ramp up my negotiation skills, get an amazing deal for them, and completely win her over. Now, she's no longer hating me or my company and I was able to put their deal to bed quickly so that it's one less thing to work on in the next month (my busiest of the year). Such an awesome feeling and an amazing way to start the weekend!
Speaking of weekends, last weekend was quite a crazy time. Friday night started off with me deciding to have a very serious discussion with the bf about... dun dun dun... "us". I was fully prepared for it not to end too pretty and possibly leave me single. However, we had a great talk, got many things out on the table, and we'll see where things go from here. I'm optimistic, but realistic about the future. He needed to step it up a bit in his actions toward me so that I wouldn't wonder all the time if he even liked me. We spent the rest of the weekend together and he definitely lived up to his promise... and it continues. After our talk, we threw around the lacrosse ball a little (geez, those things can bruise!), then went out for dinner at our fav, Sushi Rock and ended up seeing the new Terminator movie. We were going to try to watch the Cavs game at a bar, but they were all packed. Terminator was pretty good.
The next day, I had VIP tickets to the Senior PGA tournament, so we were spoiled with a gorgeous open bar, free food, great parking, and great view. We proceeded to drink a bit too much for an afternoon, went home and passed out for a few hours. Instead of going out in Tremont for round two, we just stayed at home watching random tv.
Sunday, we went down to a birthday party for an old friend from high school. I started sucking down beers like it was my business - although I don't really know why I was drinking them so fast - and had a great time there. We watched the Cavs game, played some Cornhole, then later played flip cup. I lasted all of two rounds and then realized that the beer was starting to hit.
"We gotta go home", I whispered urgently to the bf.
I completely passed out in the car for the ride home and then about five minutes from our destination, I wake up and start shouting "move over move over moveover" He didn't get over on the highway in time as I began to vomit. Ugh... this was so horrible. My bf's car is his absolute baby and he keeps it in mint condition. I tried to get the window down in time and I only half succeeded. Blech. After most of the contents in my stomach came up, I just sat there with my arm out the window and not moving a muscle. We get home and I run to the downstairs shower and get in fully clothes, moaning to myself how horrifying this was. The bf cleaned up his car and came in to check on me. He was so very good to me. I tried to insist that I didn't deserve to sleep in the bed and kept questioning him as to if our relationship was going to make it. I was so horrified and embarrassed and of all things, I make his baby smell like vomit. All in all, he just had a good laugh about the whole thing.
The next day, I surveyed the damage and he did a fantastic job of cleaning the car out (there was junk even on the headrest!). I was still hurting from all the beer so we just were lazy for Memorial Day. It's a good thing we had our discussion on Friday because I sure ended up putting him to the test only two days later! I really adore him and I'm so excited to see him this weekend - but perhaps minus any alcohol for me. :)
Have you ever had so much going on with work, including high stress, and then happened to kick ass on a huge project? It is such a high! I have this client who has not been happy with us lately and has expressed herself often making the whole situation just a bit more stressful to work on. Today, I was able to ramp up my negotiation skills, get an amazing deal for them, and completely win her over. Now, she's no longer hating me or my company and I was able to put their deal to bed quickly so that it's one less thing to work on in the next month (my busiest of the year). Such an awesome feeling and an amazing way to start the weekend!
Speaking of weekends, last weekend was quite a crazy time. Friday night started off with me deciding to have a very serious discussion with the bf about... dun dun dun... "us". I was fully prepared for it not to end too pretty and possibly leave me single. However, we had a great talk, got many things out on the table, and we'll see where things go from here. I'm optimistic, but realistic about the future. He needed to step it up a bit in his actions toward me so that I wouldn't wonder all the time if he even liked me. We spent the rest of the weekend together and he definitely lived up to his promise... and it continues. After our talk, we threw around the lacrosse ball a little (geez, those things can bruise!), then went out for dinner at our fav, Sushi Rock and ended up seeing the new Terminator movie. We were going to try to watch the Cavs game at a bar, but they were all packed. Terminator was pretty good.
The next day, I had VIP tickets to the Senior PGA tournament, so we were spoiled with a gorgeous open bar, free food, great parking, and great view. We proceeded to drink a bit too much for an afternoon, went home and passed out for a few hours. Instead of going out in Tremont for round two, we just stayed at home watching random tv.
Sunday, we went down to a birthday party for an old friend from high school. I started sucking down beers like it was my business - although I don't really know why I was drinking them so fast - and had a great time there. We watched the Cavs game, played some Cornhole, then later played flip cup. I lasted all of two rounds and then realized that the beer was starting to hit.
"We gotta go home", I whispered urgently to the bf.
I completely passed out in the car for the ride home and then about five minutes from our destination, I wake up and start shouting "move over move over moveover" He didn't get over on the highway in time as I began to vomit. Ugh... this was so horrible. My bf's car is his absolute baby and he keeps it in mint condition. I tried to get the window down in time and I only half succeeded. Blech. After most of the contents in my stomach came up, I just sat there with my arm out the window and not moving a muscle. We get home and I run to the downstairs shower and get in fully clothes, moaning to myself how horrifying this was. The bf cleaned up his car and came in to check on me. He was so very good to me. I tried to insist that I didn't deserve to sleep in the bed and kept questioning him as to if our relationship was going to make it. I was so horrified and embarrassed and of all things, I make his baby smell like vomit. All in all, he just had a good laugh about the whole thing.
The next day, I surveyed the damage and he did a fantastic job of cleaning the car out (there was junk even on the headrest!). I was still hurting from all the beer so we just were lazy for Memorial Day. It's a good thing we had our discussion on Friday because I sure ended up putting him to the test only two days later! I really adore him and I'm so excited to see him this weekend - but perhaps minus any alcohol for me. :)
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Question #2
In the meantime...
I'm not a fan of my layout but as I was quite the newbie to blogging (other than stalking others), I had to pick something quickly. Any help with some great places to find much better layouts? I really would like one that has tabs at the top...
I'm not a fan of my layout but as I was quite the newbie to blogging (other than stalking others), I had to pick something quickly. Any help with some great places to find much better layouts? I really would like one that has tabs at the top...
Busy Season
Busy season with my work happens twice a year. My book of business keeps me busy all year round, but the two or three months prior to January 1st and July 1st are brutal. The stress levels go sky-high and my personal time decreases. I actually should be working right now as I write this.
I'm hoping to keep up with the posts during this crazy time. I think some juicy stuff in the relationship territory might be approaching, and sadly not in a good way. Basically the bf and I really need to have a chat and figure some things out with the relationship. He still treats me very well, but it's starting to feel as if he's just in this because it's easy (we're very laid back). I need to see that he's in this because he honestly cares about me - and dare I hope - loves me. However, I'm terrified of this chat because I know that it could mean the honest end to the relationship. ok ok ok, I don't want to say more or overthink this. I need him to return from work in the Netherlands and talk... might be this weekend.
blah post for now, but hopefully good things to come? hopefully
I'm hoping to keep up with the posts during this crazy time. I think some juicy stuff in the relationship territory might be approaching, and sadly not in a good way. Basically the bf and I really need to have a chat and figure some things out with the relationship. He still treats me very well, but it's starting to feel as if he's just in this because it's easy (we're very laid back). I need to see that he's in this because he honestly cares about me - and dare I hope - loves me. However, I'm terrified of this chat because I know that it could mean the honest end to the relationship. ok ok ok, I don't want to say more or overthink this. I need him to return from work in the Netherlands and talk... might be this weekend.
blah post for now, but hopefully good things to come? hopefully
Friday, May 15, 2009
Fervor Friday
Work has been very busy and it's only just the beginning of our "busy" season. Everything so far though is going pretty well and it looks like I'll be earning some nice commission very soon... yay! This commission will definitely go towards some of the items in today's Fervor Friday :)
Any heels by Jessica Simpson. I admit that I had guilty pleasure in watching how ridiculous she could be on her reality shows, but the girl knows good shoes. So many of them are extremely adorable and they fit my feet perfectly. Several hours in these and I still love them! I actually ended up buying a pair in the same style just different color completely on accident. I didn't realize that I had already owned the pair in red until I got home. However, same style in silver is also cute, so I kept them. I just have trouble finding my 6.5 size at the DSW in Crocker for some odd reason which has probably spared my bank account a bit. Love them!
I have an obsession with Sushi Rock's sushi. I could seriously live on this stuff. I used to live on the corner of West 6th and spend almost every Wednesday there for Tsunami night - granted, Tsunami night is more than just sushi - but now I go less frequently since my friends are not sushi fans (the horror!). The bf is really getting into it now though so I've been treated a few times this last month. I especially love the squid sashimi (which they no longer serve, argh!) and anything with the spicy mayo. I think I'm going to have to go tonight now.
Other than the Imju Fiberwig mascara that I raved about in the past and a blush/bronzer duo from Nars, my makeup case (I should say suitcase) is packed with MAC. I love their bright colors, the quality of the makeup, and the fact that I can trade in a few empty eyeshadow tins and get a new lipstick for free. I get all of my friends, even those who don't really use make-up (actually especially them) hooked on MAC. I'm running out of a few things so I'm anxious to visit to stock up again and ideally get a free makeover in the process. :)Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Weekend update
I'm a wee bit tipsy as I write this so bear with me. I just came home with a happy hour meeting (read: multiple drinks bsing about nothing) and I have a recorded America's Next Top Model running - currently on the commercial break that I normally fast-forward, but seriously, that Hangover preview just reels me in.
Anyhow, a long overdue weekend recap: Friday night was the bachellorette party with the pole dance/lap dance session to begin. At first, I thought that's all we were doing, but it turned into a much bigger night. We spent about two hours at the dance studio that had more poles, but less instruction than the place that I go to. Mostly, it was laughs and snacking. Some sexy photo and video that has yet to pop up on internet as well...
My friend and I left a drunken message on our pole instructor's VM. "Christinaaaaa.... you're sooo much betterrrrr! We misss youuuu!". Poor girl.
We went to HOB for Mega 80's night. I ran into someone who knew me but I didn't know... until after about an hour. He changed my tires... how could I not remember him??
We joined up with another group that we knew and merged groups for a bit. We headed to Corner Alley afterward and really got to know the new group. There was a random drunken stranger girl who was trying to get on either of the two single guys in the group and most of the time we drunkenly chatted with each other and mocked her a little... until she did a backbend over the seat (???) and accidentally kicked my friend in the face. It was forgivable at that time...
When we all left, each group took their separate routes. My friend and I bounced between the two and eventually ended up with the newer group.. but! prior to that, drunk slutty girl made a comment "ha ha, look that fat girl fell". Now I had noticed seconds before, that my good friend stumbled at this time as well. Now, something to note about me is that I'm fiercely am protective of my friends. More than I am of myself. I strutted up to her, grabbed her cheeks, said "Don't you dare say anything about my friend ever again! And then
I slapped her.
haha... I've never slapped someone, other than in fun with my friends, but this was more like a strong pat. But in retrospective, I can't help but laugh.
Another girl in our group who is much more feisty than I am, and was looking for a fight, full-on slapped the poor girl. At this point, she was blubbering wondering what the hell she did. Then later on, as we got into the taxi (wait.. quick note: what was that preview for Hitched or Ditched?? ha, roomie and I are tivo'ing it asap, haha). anyhow my friend who had stumbled had found out that the comment had been made and knew the other girl was fiesty to fight, so she wanted to nip it in the bud and just slap the girl herself... not knowing that two of us has had previously slapped her... It was not until that next day's catch-up conversation that we even found out about each other's slap.
We all made up by the time we went to an apartment party. My friend then snapped into mom mode and got protective of the drunk girl. Things get fuzzy at this time. I spent most of the time looking for my shoes (which I had later found out that I left at the door when we arrived). At one point, I was talked into going into the hottub. I changed into a bikini, sat in a robe in the one room, then changed back. My friend and I walked back to her place (me - barefoot) and we sat in her kitchen, snacking on dip, crying over men, and altogether being drunken girls. She took me home at which time (5am) my roomie woke up to make sure I was A-ok.
I think it took me until 5pm the next day to recover. At which time, bf and I went out to see Star Trek. I loved the movie, although I actually passed out for about 5 minutes during it so I do want to check it out again. After the movie, we met up with friends at Winking Lizard in Lakewood to catch the rest of the game. Go Cavs!
I spent Sunday as a lazy day for the most part. Bf and I went down to the boonies to spend some time with my family. Not only was it Mother's Day (I sent my mom a bonzai azalea tree), but it's my Grandpa's bday as well. We BBQ'd and chatted with the folks. Bf and I tossed the frisbee with my cousin's kids, then we went home for a quiet night.
Fun fun fun weekend.
Anyhow, a long overdue weekend recap: Friday night was the bachellorette party with the pole dance/lap dance session to begin. At first, I thought that's all we were doing, but it turned into a much bigger night. We spent about two hours at the dance studio that had more poles, but less instruction than the place that I go to. Mostly, it was laughs and snacking. Some sexy photo and video that has yet to pop up on internet as well...
My friend and I left a drunken message on our pole instructor's VM. "Christinaaaaa.... you're sooo much betterrrrr! We misss youuuu!". Poor girl.
We went to HOB for Mega 80's night. I ran into someone who knew me but I didn't know... until after about an hour. He changed my tires... how could I not remember him??
We joined up with another group that we knew and merged groups for a bit. We headed to Corner Alley afterward and really got to know the new group. There was a random drunken stranger girl who was trying to get on either of the two single guys in the group and most of the time we drunkenly chatted with each other and mocked her a little... until she did a backbend over the seat (???) and accidentally kicked my friend in the face. It was forgivable at that time...
When we all left, each group took their separate routes. My friend and I bounced between the two and eventually ended up with the newer group.. but! prior to that, drunk slutty girl made a comment "ha ha, look that fat girl fell". Now I had noticed seconds before, that my good friend stumbled at this time as well. Now, something to note about me is that I'm fiercely am protective of my friends. More than I am of myself. I strutted up to her, grabbed her cheeks, said "Don't you dare say anything about my friend ever again! And then
I slapped her.
haha... I've never slapped someone, other than in fun with my friends, but this was more like a strong pat. But in retrospective, I can't help but laugh.
Another girl in our group who is much more feisty than I am, and was looking for a fight, full-on slapped the poor girl. At this point, she was blubbering wondering what the hell she did. Then later on, as we got into the taxi (wait.. quick note: what was that preview for Hitched or Ditched?? ha, roomie and I are tivo'ing it asap, haha). anyhow my friend who had stumbled had found out that the comment had been made and knew the other girl was fiesty to fight, so she wanted to nip it in the bud and just slap the girl herself... not knowing that two of us has had previously slapped her... It was not until that next day's catch-up conversation that we even found out about each other's slap.
We all made up by the time we went to an apartment party. My friend then snapped into mom mode and got protective of the drunk girl. Things get fuzzy at this time. I spent most of the time looking for my shoes (which I had later found out that I left at the door when we arrived). At one point, I was talked into going into the hottub. I changed into a bikini, sat in a robe in the one room, then changed back. My friend and I walked back to her place (me - barefoot) and we sat in her kitchen, snacking on dip, crying over men, and altogether being drunken girls. She took me home at which time (5am) my roomie woke up to make sure I was A-ok.
I think it took me until 5pm the next day to recover. At which time, bf and I went out to see Star Trek. I loved the movie, although I actually passed out for about 5 minutes during it so I do want to check it out again. After the movie, we met up with friends at Winking Lizard in Lakewood to catch the rest of the game. Go Cavs!
I spent Sunday as a lazy day for the most part. Bf and I went down to the boonies to spend some time with my family. Not only was it Mother's Day (I sent my mom a bonzai azalea tree), but it's my Grandpa's bday as well. We BBQ'd and chatted with the folks. Bf and I tossed the frisbee with my cousin's kids, then we went home for a quiet night.
Fun fun fun weekend.
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