if you can’t laugh at yourself, life’s going to seem a whole lot shorter than you’d like.

 I wish I could laugh at myself right now but I’m too sleepy….zzzzz…zzzz….to do anything. Well I mean I am awake enough to walk over to the coffee machine and pour me a big ol cup of java. Yawwwwwwwnnnnnn…why oh why did I not get enough sleep? Was it the excitement that I finally got cable and internet so instead of sleeping I spent one or two hours browsing through everything possible that I could? Eh perhaps……I think I just need a cuddle buddy. I really wish my morning would consist of this:

Last night was a horrible day in the mind frame of food. I couldn’t put anything down. I managed to eat Chi fil-A (greatness), cheese and crackers and also a black bean taco. Why did I do this to myself?!? I know eating late is so bad for you but I am truly convinces that the evil forces of the world had it out for me last night and forced me to make bad food decisions. Yeah that’s it, I’ll blame it on them. I mean you always have to blame someone else for all your problems right?!?

P.S. if you find this……..do supply directions also!

You made a smile......

Sometimes when you do something for someone else, like share a bit of advice, smile thier way or make them laugh, the impact of the geasture is greater on you then them. Somehow you learn that doing something for someone else does come back 2 fold...in more ways than you think.

Wanna hear something funny…….LIFE!

 I sit here in my office, my small little cubical office, all alone. My boss is gone, my coworker is slaving away at jury duty and I am here. To answer the phones, filter through emails, and do whatever I want. And quite frankly I have done whatever I want. Don’t get me wrong I have been working away at the petty little things they like to call “responsibility” around here.

Either way I still manage to sit at my desk staring at the clock…..wishing it would say 5:00 right about now….and now…and now….and still time manages to stand still. Ughhhh, I need to listen to my own advice and find something out there that makes me happy. My job has security, it has great benefits, great people to work with, but I want more! More excitement, more stress (well maybe not stress completely) but sometimes I want to go home wishing I was still at work stressing over some thing. Either way I’m still here at work.

Today I talked with a friend who I hold very dear to my heart on the phone for about 30 minutes. This is someone that I adore, someone I always want in my life and someone who shares a peculiar relationship with me that I don’t really care to explain to anyone. This one, is my own special secret that I will cherish forever. It just so happens that I was enlightened through this conversation as to how great my life is right now. For the first time in a very long time, 9 years precisely, I am 100% SINGLE….to go as I please, do whatever I want, not shave my legs (well that is if I really want to look like a gorilla), eat when I want, do whatever. And I have to say that I am fully enjoying it. I know someday I will have everything I always wanted (white picket fence, lots of kiddos, man of my dreams…convinced that isn’t prince charming…you know blah, blah, blah) but for now I am having one hell of a time living for myself. Over the past year I have learned that there is no requirements in life. Your not required to graduate at a certain time. attend college, get married by the age 30, have kids my 32, live a certain lifestyle, nothing. The best thing I have learned is that no matter who you are, you never have to impress anyone but yourself. You only have to live your life for you, and if anyone else doesn’t like it, well they can go to hell (well not hell, but they can certainly keep their opinions to themselves). I can only control myself and my reactions, I can’t control anything else in life.

 Maybe all this inspiration/self righteousness is a product of me watching every girl power movie I own including my favorite Sex in the City duo’s. I like to think that I am Samantha with a bit of Carrie meshed in there.

Either way I am going to take this opportunity to do whatever the hell I want to in life. It maybe small things, well let’s face it my confidence is still on the smaller side, but it’s a start. And you can’t stop me, unless I run out of money, end up in jail or someone decided to kick my ass one night in the bar since my “self righteous” mouth can stay shut! Ha! I swear this is not what I look like Sunday morning! Or do I?

And we all float on okay......

This has by far been one of the toughest weeks of my life. Yep, I have officially put I

 up on the chopping block to see if I can tough it out by myself. I, Dianna, have officially introduced myself back into the world of paying rent, electricity bills , cable bills and making the god awful trip to the grocery store once a week to only get home and have to lug your groceries up 2….count it yes 2…flights of stairs! Someone please turn on the AC outside when I do this. Thank you! Anyways I did manage to scare myself the other night with my own shadow. I was scared and then laughed my ass off all in the same sentence! It was greatness. So far this week I have:

-cooked one meal at home in 7 days (this can’t be good on the ol’ bank account)

-decided that perhaps red might be my favorite color

-started a shake meal supplement plan (but I forgot to weight myself on Monday so it’s a guessing game)

-had dinner with a cousin whom I haven’t seen in 10 years and is moving to the area soon (yippie)

-realized that I have a lot more friends who truly care for me, than what I thought

-Curtains are a God send and I miss them terribly (next purchase on the list)

-My neighbors are cute…but I never see them. One glance was enough to make this judgment

- Made plans every night that didn’t consist of lurking out boys and somehow still managed to have a helluva’ time (who knew)

- started a new book that I have full intention this time to finish

- Watched just about every movie that I own….not by choice

Well this list is short and sweet. I am trying to figure out exactly what I want to write in my blog. I am hoping that once I get my cable hooked up (Hellllloooo TIME WARNER….does it really take 2 weeks to send someone to the house to do an installation?!? I don’t have time to sit around and wait on you) I will have more posts for you guys (whoever is out there) to peer upon. I do have to thank one of my bestfriends for bringing me my first house warming gift. It certainly brought me great joy the first evening I was home….or shall I say the first afternoon that I was home alone after unpacking boxes and what not.

She knows me too well. Well until I get my cable I’m posting from work and I’m not too sure that it’s a great idea. I’ll leave you with 2 gorgeous women who I get to greet every morning. I like to say that women is a depiction of a fin classy broad….and one is a little crazy streak!  

She's A Lady....woah...woah...woah

So I have a passion in life that has been apart of me since I was 10. It drains my energy sometimes, it gives me a calmness when I do it and it's something I never want to get rid of. On the other hand sometimes it makes me feel like a "beast", surrounds me with some crazy women, and does give me a few of these.........

Yes boys and girls, that there is a scrap on my leg that I was graced with at my indoor soccer game tonight. No matter how many obnoxious bruises I get on my legs, or skin that I loose (which let me tell you is not sexy on the ol' legs when I'm wearing a cute dress), I still continue to go back to the game that I love. Don't ask me why, I think its in my blood. Or sometimes I think I honestly don't care what people think of what I enjoy. I do it for me, so eff off! Okay rant over.........

I have SOOOOOO much to do in the next couple of days. Any takers on who wants to completely pack up my entire room, not to mention all the new crap I bought and move it to my NEW APARTMENT! Woo hoo! Finally getting out again on my own! I know I know...at my age I should have already boughten a house and what not, but thats not me, and so now I take this step. Boo yah! Looking forward to having wine for dinner, cooking anything I want to, sleeping all day on a Sunday (if that is what gets my jollies off) or coming home at 3 a.m. if I so please. Just me and myself...living the good life.

P.S.- He had a great time. It made me smile..... (get your mind out of the gutter)

It does still exist......

Chivalry....it does exist. There are guys out in this world that do still know how to treat a lady. There is some shame in it all that sometimes they are the guys that finish last....like the old saying "nice guys finish last". Well, I have no problem finding someone who finishes last. They are the guys who don't feel the need to be cocky at all, they are the guys with a sense of humor that people adore, they are the guys who actually act like themselves, take it or leave it. I was graced with the presence of one of these guys this weekend and it made for a very nice vacation that ended with a :) on my face.

Overall trip to the Beach House was a success. My weekend consisted of:

-an over abundance of red bull
-driving 90 mph listening to every CD i own
-starting the weekend off with a shot of Crown Royal black....will be an investment
-more sushi than I know what to do with
-TRASHCAN
-A little shopping near the mall of zoo
-Learning the true culture of a foreign "south texas" place
-Drinking at a light house
-Spending time with a new bestie, brother in law, person I adore
-Moon jumps that melt in the sun
-2 adorable princess that ask a million questions
-"My big, big butt"
-Dinner on the ocean with a very cute boy
-Taking the back road to no where
-Goodbye kisses
-Sake becoming my new best friend
-just because you have a new doesn't make it invincible
-Goodness......and memories.

I was guilty this weekend of not taking enough photos, but I say the reason being is that I was busy living my life and not documenting it. Sometimes, that is okay or it has to be when no photos have been taking. I live for weekends like this. I wish vacation time was given more often, but most of all I hope to do this all over again. With the same awesome people....the same amount of drinks....and the same kiss. I now have to go tackle my adbundance of dirty clothes because no one seems to want to do it for me!



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It's like someone broke my heart right before my eyes.

Vacation is a time to relax, take some time away from the "real world", and do whatever I want to do. It's not a time to want to find the little bastard that decided to key my car in a town where I might possibly get shot if I looked wrong at someone. OMG!!!! I just got Coors and now I have to take him to the hospital when I get home. Grrrrr to the infinty! I can't believe someone would do that! They are going to hell, yet again I am too for all the shit I do! Okay, okay.....ge over it...Im on vacation. So here I go....night number 2 in Corpus and what am I doing....watching tv at the beach house! I need to be going out right now, getting a little drink and finding something crazy to do. Perhaps the night will end up good. I just have to calm my nerves down a bit and be impulsive. That is the key...don't worry! Nothing will happen I swear!


BTW this was night numero uno.....I honestly think we drank so much we were crawling up the walls.