I'm Chapped!
It's finally Friday. This two day work week has been the longest week of my life! I am so over
work! I guess I'm still jet lagged because I feel very perky and alive at 5:30am but tired and pooped at 12 noon. I'm looking forward to a weekend of relaxation and babysitting.
So on a more personal note -- I have two very dry spots of flesh on my body. They are above the waist, below the neck, and some might use them to breast feed. I don't know WHY they are itchy and chapped, but they are. Any bright ideas on how to get rid of this problem? I know you're thinking, "LOTION, DUMB ASS!" but I've already tried that. I think my bra is taking all the lotion off. Today I did something I'm hoping works.....are you ready for this? I smeared them with Carmex and then covered them with band-aids to keep the moisture in. Moisture Lock. Do you think it will work? God I hope so because walking around scratching your ta-ta's all day just isn't lady like. And they are kinda starting to hurt!
I just ate the best burrito of my life!
Biopsies and other news...
I'M HOME!!! I left Germany on Tuesday and took yesterday off from work to get my American life in order. The trip home was a somewhat stressful one, but exciting!! I left Dave's (alone) on Tuesday morning at 11:00am and walked to the nearest hotel where I caught a taxi to the Bahnhoff (train station). I boarded a train to Frankfurt Flughafen (Airport), praying that there was no train switching necessary, at 11:52am. I arrived at Frankfurt Flughafen at 1:15pm -- a mere 4 hours before my flight was to take off. I wandered around the Frankfurt flughafen, looking for my United Airlines counter for a few minutes before finally checking my heavy-ass bags (I now have luggage arm). After that I had a bite to eat and a nap. At 5pm I boarded my flight and slept the WHOLE WAY HOME (7 hours and 50 minutes). That's what I get for staying up until 4am to watch TV!
Today before work I had two tiny biopsies! I don't think I've ever had a biopsy done before so this was somewhat disgusting and exciting at the same time! I had two small flesh colored bumps on my body that my dermatologist wanted to remove. One on the back of my calf (left leg) and one on my hand (left hand). They ruled out warts and thought I should come in to get them snipped today. First they poked me with a needle full of numbing solution, which stung. The numbing juice made the bump swell and turn white - pretty gross. Then they basically sliced the top off of each bump. These pups were about the size of a medium mole. (Or like the size of a drop of nail polish....) Now they are going to send them in for testing to see if I have skin cancer. It sounded VERY doubtful that this was a skin cancer -- so don't send me flowers or anything just yet. I got the impression that it was more of a "better safe then sorry" kind of procedure. I'll keep you posted.
I also got more zit prevention meds. Lets pray that they work. I'm over the zits. The last medication she gave me has really been helping. This new stuff, in combo with the other stuff, is supposed to be the key to a baby butt cheek complexion!!
Movie Reviews
Original post written 2/21/05 but I didn't post until now in case I needed to add some last minute movies during my last hours in Germany. See below for reviews.This is my latest movie review from the apartment of an American Army soldier, stationed in Germany. Since David lives off base he has no TV and watches movies instead. My sleeping schedule has been nothing short of WACK so I have personally had lots of movie watching time here in Germany. As of today, February 21st, I have watched 7 movies and begun an HBO Series. Here are the reports back (In order):
Buying the Cow: This movie was pretty funny and Jerry O'Connell is hot. It might be somewhat depressing or thought provoking for people in their upper 20's waiting for marriage.
The Life Of David Gale: I personally hold my friend responsible for not making me watch this movie sooner. I LOVED IT! So intense but yet -- not so intense that my girlie butt wanted to jump ship mid way.
Friday Night Lights: Sports. It's about high school football, which I love, but it's got a good story too and it's true. In my opinion that makes an otherwise so-so movie better. I was impressed. It has some slow moments -- but over all I give it a thumbs up.
Love & Basketball: Here was my love movie for the weekend. I loved it. I watched it at 2am on the 19th, and I think I cried a little bit. Maybe it was just jet lag though....
The Boondock Saints: WEIRD. I liked it but ...well what did you think? Have you seen it? I have to say, and I feel badly about it, that the cat part was the funniest thing!
The Bourne Identity: I WOULD EAT THIS MOVIE FOR DINNER - IT WAS
SO GOOD.
The Bourne supremacy: I WOULD EAT THIS ONE FOR DESSERT BECAUSE IT WAS ALSO
THAT GOOD. (After some thought I think it helped that I watched them back to back.)
**The HBO Series that David has on DVD is called The Wire. I am addicted and concerned that I won't get through it before I leave. I wonder if Netflix has it? Anyway, I've got to go watch it now....to keep in the crime loop! Tusch!
After writing this blog, on the night of the 21st, I stayed up until 4am to finish the series. (I had to leave to go home the morning of the 22nd at 10am.) Once I did fall asleep I had dreams about being in the series myself! I sacrificed good sleep time the night before my departure from Germany but it was worth it because I loved the series & now love watching an entire TV series in one sitting!!! Since I've been home I've watched half of Saw. I am not a fan of scary movies because they give me nightmares but I'm going to get through this thriller. Wish me luck.......
Volvic water -- good stuff -- what does that name make you think of?
This was a bigger caslte I was not healthy enough to walk to. But it's nice and all.
This is proof that I made it to the top of the mountain!
This is me gasping for air, half way up the mountian, while Dave reminded me that "The weak will not survive!"
Here is a picture of David showing me which direction we'll be walking in.
Today at 1pm Germany time, while most of you Americans were tucked warmly in your beds, David and I walked to the church in the mountain. Little did I know ABOVE the church, on top of the mountain, is this here castle.
LAST BUT NOT LEAST here is a picture of me waiting anxiously for take-off on the Ramstein AFB helicopter tour. Sadly, due to weather conditions, we didn't get far.
This is Dave's super cool rental car. I thought it was cool until he confessed that EVERYONE gets BMWs for rental cars here. Good thing too -- because of its sportiness -- it handled well when we nearly totalled it on a country road this afternoon.
This is the AAFES symbol. Every military kid gets this symbol tattooed on thier butt when they're first born. (It's sort of like the signature on the Cabbage Patch Kid butt.) They do this so if we ever get seperated from our families, the people who found us know to feed us Anthony's pizza, and to dress us in Chic Jeans and Air Chickens.
This is the McDonalds bathroom. For some reason they have HUGE flush buttons in this country. They even have something called an Uber-flush in some of them...yea...figure it out..GROSS
This is where I used to live in Germany. I was probably as pissed off about it back then as I look in this picture. (I'm not really mad just embarassed to be taking a picture in front of a house that is occupied by someone else now!)
This is the school I went to in the 7th grade
Here is the church that's built in to the mountain in Idar-Oberstein
Dave's dirty kitchen
Last but not least this is Lt. Powell with some good ole' Christmas time porn. OK that's not really porn but there is lots of it here. (I mentioned to Dave's friend that it might be time to take down the Christmas tree -- he didn't seem to concerned though.)
Here is me in my new Army hat and Army PT shirt. (Sorry Dad!) Those are Dave's gross "cold weather boots" that I think he wears in the field. I made the mistake of putting them on, thinking I was being cute, and there were big balls of red dirt in the bottom of them. YUCK.
Do you see what I see? This was on the side of one of the buildings on Dave's post. The sign blends in to the rest of the stones from afar but it's still pretty visable. This building used by the Germans in WWII.
This is Dave and I at the little bar last night. We had a few drinks with some of his work buddies. The towns here are so quiet and quaint. I love it! (Do I look tired and confused -- because I was.)
Here is me in the gas mask and Dave's jacket. Is it me?
Things I've Learned So Far
- Dave's laptop takes FOREVER to open up Blogger!
- I'm glad I brought my snow boots (We've had a bit of schneefall)
- Ausfarht is both funny sounding and the German word for Exit
- German's serve beer in tall glasses
- The stores all close at 2pm, for the day!
- You cannot plug in your high powered American hair dryer in to a German socket
- You can buy new hair dryers at Baumholder Army Base
- People at Baumholder Army base start every sentence with "Roger, Sir"
- Gas masks are surprisingly hard to breath in
- Bradley Fighting Vehicles ARE NOT Tanks
- German authorities don't stamp your passport when you come in to the country unless you ask them too
- You have to pay for your ketchup packets at McDonalds
- They have different value meals at McDonalds in Germany then they do at home
- Germans mix beer and coke sometimes
- Dave has a problem keeping his kitchen clean
- You have to pay for grocery bags at the grocery store
- Idar-Oberstein, the town I'm staying in, is known for the church that's built in to the side of the mountain.
- Pizza -- is just as good over here as it is at home
- You can drive FAST AS HELL almost anywhere
- They drive cars the size of golf carts here (Smart Cars I think is what they're called)
- Bruce Willis was born here in Idar-Oberstein
Ok that's all for now! Tusch!
Leaving
For some reason I've been forgetting to put on my deodorant before I leave the house in the morning. It's been happening for months now. Luckily I have emergency deodorant in the glove compartment in my car, but it's the Teen Spirit kind, so I have pits that smell like melon balls. I guess it's better then smelling stank.
So today is the day. The day I leave the country. I'm excited and nervous. I hate going through security and then having to be looked over by the people in customs. It's always nerve wracking for me. I don't know why. I'm not a terrorist or smuggling drugs, I swear, so what's the big deal? Once I cross that customs firing squad I'll be fine. Right?
Before I go I should let you know that I'm not sure if I'll be blogging while I'm there. Dave has a computer but we're driving straight to Amsterdam from the Frankfurt Airport so the earliest I'll be on the computer is Sunday night, Germany time. With any luck I'll be able to log on and spill my guts about all I've done. I'm thinking of keeping a hand written journal so I can remember all the juicy parts.
Bon Voyage!
The List
This is my list of stuff to bring to Germany (above and beyond my clothing). It's growing. If you can think of something I might be missing -- please let me know.
- Digital Camera (w/hook ups)
- address book
- $$$
- Passport
- Itinerary
- Snow Boots
- Meds
- Gloves, Hat, Scarf (matching and cute)
- Book(s)
- Cell phone w/charger
- American Cigarettes
- Calling Card
- Call Credit card company to let them know I'll be out of country
- .....
The Weather & Fried Chicken
I just walked to the Giant to get a Spinach Salad and some Spaghetti-O's because I was starving, and on the return walk the sun was in my face. It's 64 degrees here and I was loving it. It made me want to sit in a chair by a stream and close my eyes, letting the sun beat down on my face. Then I smelled fried chicken wafting through the grocery store parking lot and suddenly the vision was me on a bench near a stream, eating fried chicken with greasy fingers, and the sun beating down on my face.
2005 Calendar
Ok we're not too far from the Spring/Summer and I am already filling up my 2005 calendar with fun trips! So far I have 3 weddings that I know of and I'm traveling for 2 of them.
February 2005 - Germany & Amsterdam
March 2005 - Camping with Deannie & Dean (Easter)
June 2005 - Company Annual Meeting in Scottsdale (TBD)
June 2005 - Keelee's wedding in Denver! (Bridesmaid Duty)
July 2005 - trying to plan a trip to Myrtle Beach with someone...but something special is happening, that I'm not allowed to talk about, at the end of this month so I must be careful in planning!
August 2005 - But we might go to Myrtle Beach in August instead
September 2005 - My 28th Birthday :(
October 2005 - My cousin Elizabeth's wedding in San Fran area
How Was Your Valentines Day?
If your Valentines Day was lonely (Lizzy) and boring you should click on
this link to help you feel more loved.
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!
Typically this has always been a holiday that I DO NOT celebrate but now I find my self just not that bitter about it any more. I've spent many a Valentines Day with even just a girlfriend and now I think that was enough for me. Hopfully none of you are going to be alone on this Valentines Day eating bon bons and watching I love Lucy reruns. At the very least get up make your self something yummy and fattening for dinner. If you're going to be alone at least eat good food! (Oh and DON'T WATCH A WALK TO REMEMBER!)
4 days until I leave for Germany! I am so unprepared it's sick. I DO have my passport and I DO have my ticket, but that's about it! I need to do laundry, pack, get a suit case, pick up my house a little bit, and make a list of things I CANNOT forget, i.e. Digi cam, pictures, calling card, drugs to knock me out on the plane, medicines, $$$, extra ID, etc. SO MUCH TO DO AND SO LITTLE TIME!
Tissue Please
Ok so it's Friday night and I'm balling on the couch. Why? I just watched the sweetest, most mushy, most incredible chick flick on the PLANET! I read The Notebook years ago, when it first came out, and loved it. I know lots of people say the movies are never as good as the books -- BUT THIS ONE IS! If you have not done so already - WATCH THE NOTEBOOK!! Oh my God...I might get snot in between the keys of this keyboard from balling -- it's such a good fucking movie! (And the young guy actor is hot too -- which helps)
Tonight I am babysitting. I feel like such an old fart that I'm in on a Friday night, while others are out partying down, but then again I'm making $15 hour doing this instead of spending it --- so that's cool. One of the little girls I'm watching, Abby, took this clear plastic board (resembling a piece of glass...but not glass) and pressed her face against it. It basically looked like a chubby cheeked two year old pressing her face against a window pane. I snapped a shot of it with my camera and I'm hoping her parents will let me post it. It's too cute! Those moments are the reason I baby-sit....well those and the $15/hour.
Manicure and Boobies
Our Internet service at work is on the fritz. It’s had more ups and downs today then a freaking roller coaster. Our MIS department is having a hard time figuring out the issue so I decided it’d be best if I left work for about 30 minutes to go get a manicure. Sure enough, when I returned it was back up! If it does it again I’m going back to get a pedicure. I have done all my back filing, and Internet less work, I don’t know what else to do!
My sister was always jealous that I had boobs when we were younger (today she’ll be jealous that my nails looks so hot…but back then it was boobs) so her husband bought her tits as a gift, before they got married. Since then she’s been a happy perky 36 C/D and I’ve become a saggy old 36 C/D. It is sad -- and now it is I who is often jealous. Yesterday though she called me all annoyed because she’s PMSing and her boobies are HUGE this week. So huge that they’re all up in her way and stuff at work. When I called she had a pouty voice on like someone ran over her dog. I inquired what was wrong and she said, “My tits are huge and in the way. I just want to get my period already!” As evil as it sounds this made me feel good inside a little bit. If she’s going to be 25 with PERKY 36 C/Ds – I’m glad they hurt. I love you Kaycee.
HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY ERIC
Ghetto Cook
HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY TO MY BEST FRIEND, OF SEVEN YEARS, ERIC. Even though you're an old man now, you're still amazing.
Here's to: 7 amazing years, 2 good tries, 1 last try, MacDaddy's, "Because it's big...", the broccoli mix, mac n' cheese ingredients, takin a grumpy, drives to the beach, Dave Pahanish, the life guard stand, "when you're 30" dreams, Banana Republic Cologne, Michael Kors Perfume, Crown Royal & Demorol cocktails, all my tow trucks, all your new cars, the 4 grey hairs, how perfect I look in make up, oreos, all the green sour patch kids, the mouse & the gerbil, the Dixie chicks concert, and the Valentines Day card I burned for a fire in the snow storm, teaching me about the tennis shoes on a car, the stolen pearl, the repurchased pearl, over seasoned food, the Movado I now want, and last but not least, TWO PEAS IN A POD!
Love,
Jessica
Tackled by a 30 Year Old
E & Me
The Blog Hacker Strikes Again! Ha Ha!
This is just two ugly feet. Mine are the prettier ones.
This is Lizzy with a very hi-tech listening device.
This Is the cuttest picture of Lizzy I've ever seen. This was post puke.
HOT Car
Mustang
How cool is this car? I saw it on a Superbowl commercial for the first time. I'm not really much of a Ford chick but any man that drives this car is automatically sexy as hell. Au-to-
matically.
Today I got to drive another
cool car to work. (Maybe not Mustang cool...but cool...) What's even cooler is that I am driving it to have a sub woofer installed. I have NO CLUE what a sub woofer is, or what it even does, but how fun to say
"I TOOK MY PIMP RIDE TO THE SHOP TO GET MY BUMPIN SUB WOOFER PUT IN TODAY!" You can feel my coolness coming through this blog entry -- can't you?
You should know neither of these are my car, but it's fun to drive the Acura for the day. (Obviously, since it makes me feel
so cool.) It's far cleaner, far shinier, and far more bumpin then my bunk Sonata.....
The Scent of Confusion
I have not posted pictures yet...I know...I know...I haven't had time to sync up my computer and my camera. I will tonight if not tomorrow. Sorry!!
Today it's 63 freakin degrees here. It's like heaven! These are the days I wish I was some sort of construction worker so I could breath in bus exhaust all day -- I mean fresh air. I took one little break earlier to go to Macy's and it made me feel 100% better just to be in the warm sun.
How confusing for your nose is smelling colognes? Sheesh! At Macy's the Clinique counter was packed so I figured I'd smell while I waited. After sniffing about two colognes they all started to smell the same so the sales people kept making me sniff coffee beans in between colognes. It was supposed to help clear my nose. I must have touched one or two of the cologne cards to my nose because now I keep smelling something that I like, but I don't know which it is. Maybe it's the mixture of all the colognes that's on the tip of my nose? There is so much pressure in cologne shopping anyway. How do you know you're picking something that will smell good on the man you're buying for? Colognes always smell different out of the bottle and on that little card then they do on the man himself, right? Combined, the pressure of picking the right cologne for the right man, and the head ache you get when you're done, makes me think I just don't much like cologne shopping.
WEEKEND UPDATE
The weekend of Lizzie was a hit! We had a great time together but I think we both agree that it was just TOO SHORT of a visit. I think I have her convinced to come back this summer for a week. I usually try to go to Texas for a week in the summer but this year I'd rather pay for her to come out here. Fun!
Friday night I took Lizzy to eat Thai food. She was a Thai food virgin. We had Drunken Noodles and some crazy drinks: Blue drinks, pink drinks, strong drinks. Lizzy thanked me by barfing outside of my car at the Seven Eleven. Nice one, Liz!
Saturday we went to lunch with my entire family! We had east coast Tex Mex with my brother and his work buddy, my sister and her entire family, and then Mom and Dad joined us and paid, which was GREAT! THANKS DAD! Saturday night Eric took us out to dinner at Lone Star. Yes, Lizzy comes here from Texas and I take her to eat Tex Mex and then to a stake place named after Texas, Lonestar. Creative aren't I? I got scared after she barfed Thai though.
We decided on Saturday morning that we wanted to get facials. Lizzy had never had one before and I thought it would be a nice way to wind down after her barf session on Friday night. Lizzy had a great facial and seemed almost stoned when she got out of her treatment. Me on the other hand got tortured by the facial Nazi. I don't know what that lady was trying to do to me but I'm lucky I walked out with any flesh on my head. I felt like a burn victim when I left there.
Sunday we didn't do squat. We slept in a little, got ready, and then I drove Lizzy to the airport. See -- such a short trip!! I will post pictures later. The post puke ones are pretty cute.
Lizzy's Coming
Lizzy’s coming! Lizzy’s coming! Lizzy’s coming! Six hours and counting! I am so psyched.
I really have nothing much to talk about. I actually want to post all kinds of embarrassing pictures of Lizzy and I from high school – but I am not prepared to do that. These blasted firewalls at work keep me from posting pictures at all! Damn it! Maybe Lizzy and I will pick some really good ones over the weekend and then scan and post sometime later.
I bought this new shampoo – it’s Brunette somethingorother. (The CVS brand shampoo got put back in the cabinets. I wasn’t impressed.) Seen it? I love it. It’s supposed to bring out all your natural highlights and whatnot. I don’t know if it’s actually doing that, but it smells good. It makes me want to eat my hair.
Back In The Bathroom
There are a few things that I'm not good at, and I'm ashamed. Well - I'm sometimes ashamed. I have a problem with paying attention to detail and I'm actually only ashamed when my lack of attention to detail causes me to be punished. For Example: Last year I got a ticket because I didn't get my emissions done on time and therefore didn't have an up to date sticker on my car. This wasn't intentional - not at all. I wasn't intentionally not getting my cars emissions test completed. I just didn't pay attention to the date due on the sticker.
Today I ran in to yet another classic example of my problem with attention to detail, whilst in the ladies room. I confess I've just never been one of those chicks to take the time to squat over the toilet seat in public restrooms, or to neatly place the slabs of tissue paper all around the seat, or even easier, to pull the precut tracing paper toilet seat cover out of the dispenser and lay it down on the seat. Call it lazy! Call it irresponsible! I call it being a fast paced chick that just does not have time for these germ-fighting formalities. I know...I know ....I can hear your gasps now ....."GROSS!"...... "GERMS!" ...."BACTERIA"...but I'm also NEVER sick, I have NO ALLERGIES, and I attribute that to my fearless ability to come face to face with the dirty little bastards we call germs. (I used to eat previously chewed gum off the underside of the jungle gym at the playground when I was 5 too...disgusting..perhaps .. but the next time you have a cold, and your nose is all crusty and sore, you'll think of me and wish you'd done the same. I also don't wash apples before I eat them - so ha!.)
After two cups of my morning coffee I had to pee. Badly. I grabbed my keys to the ladies room, went in to the first stall available, yanked down my jeans and sat down to relieve myself. (Here comes the attention to detail part....)I did not realize until I stood up that the person who had peed there before me pissed all over the seat. It was either a 5-year-old little boy still working on his aim, or
a squatter. Squatters are the type that pee in public restrooms by putting their feet shoulder width apart & bend at the knees until their butt is only a few inches from the seat, all in an effort to protect their bottoms from being germed. (I'm not a good squatter. I'm not so bad in a tiny bathroom as long as I can hold on to the wall, otherwise I tip over. And if I'm drunk - FORGET IT!) Now if you're going to be one of those germaphobes who squat, even when there's that precut tracing paper stuff hanging out of a dispenser next to you, AT LEAST WIPE OFF YOUR PEE WHEN YOU'RE DONE. THAT is lazy. THAT is gross. THOSE are your puddles of germs I just sat in! I take full responsibility for having trouble with detail and not looking before I sat my germ accepting ass down on that seat, but it's just plain rude to leave your piss puddle on the toilet seat.
**I do squat over the seat or use the toilet paper slab technique, in port-a-potties, filthy mall bathrooms, or any other bathroom that seemingly requires biohazard gear.
***One of the grossest bathrooms I ever pee'd in was in Barstow, California, at a park. Don't ask!
Yoga Farts
I’ve suddenly had a cousin explosion on my blog! I love it. I love the attention but I wonder how long they will last? (I know of one cousin that has been reading my blog for a long time and she’s pretty much a noncommenter…these others are crazy!)
Ok so Jen and I totally played yoga hookie for the 3rd time. This week I had my yoga mat, yoga clothes, and yoga mind all ready to go and Jen blew the whole thing! Not really…we were running late and it was our first class so we decided to skip and start next week. The normal teacher is out on vacation, so there is a sub right now, and we thought it’d be bad to be late to the first class on a sub-night, or in other words PRO-CRAS-TIN-ATION.
I want to touch on farting during yoga. I’ve heard it happens a lot. I’m not a public farter. (Although Lizzy caught me over the cell phone the other day, which was NOT GOOD. I should be more careful about that.) I’m not even a private farter unless I’m completely alone. I had a boyfriend for 5 years once and didn’t fart in front of him EVER. But if you’re turning your body in to a deep breathing pretzel – can you help it? And if you do fart, does everyone laugh, or do they just shrug it off and pretend to be meditating? Yoga positions require lots of sticking your ass up, and thus sticking it in someone else’s face. I’m worried I won’t be able to relax if I think I might toot in my yoga friend’s face.
All meds working WONDERFULLY!
Lizzy comes on Friday. I can’t wait to see her. It’s been a year and a half. We’ll take lots of pictures so we can post them for you. I have a big weekend planned (not really). It’s going to be great (I hope).
I saw Million Dollar Baby on Sunday. It was a good movie but pretty darn sad. I knew it got lots of awards, and I knew it was a boxing movie, but I didn’t know the whole story. Bring you tissues if you go see it and be prepared to be there for over two hours. It’s a long one.
