Breakeven...

Anybody who knows me knows I love 'Heartbreak' songs. I think I identify with them the best. I have alot of experience with being taken for granted, abused, and forgotten. So due to those things I've had my heartbroken over and over by people I've naively trusted. That's why I'll always feel a common bond with those who have walked that same road and lived to tell about it.

This new band I LOVE is called 'The Script'..they have a song out called 'Breakeven'. The leader singer said in a interview when they were writing this song they thought about when you're in a relationship and it slowly goes south..someones heart is always broken more than the other. One cries themselves to sleep...can't eat...loses themselves in grief for awhile...while the other one's getting on with their life like nothing happened. Stating simply when a heartbreak's it don't break even. I love it..it's so true. So enjoy the new band I love and to my fellow brokenhearted friends...The heart is similar to your bones..they might break every now and then...but when they heal (and they always do), they come back stronger.

Snowmageddon 2010 ~ Day 4

Cupcakes in SnowFlake Purgatory..

Ok, so I'm writing this blog a day late, but if you knew the day I had you wouldn't blame me. Well, it wasn't that bad...but I was tired and I had a visitor last night so I didn't feel like it. Yesterday, I woke up early and checked the Internet for metro updates. I found like that the buses in my area weren't running so I was stuck at home for another day. Most of the morning I was checking work email, updating a few projects and completing ethics training. Chewy was not happy the laptop was in my lap instead of him, but he handled it with dignity...for a poodle anyway.

So, mid afternoon I decided to embark on a very ambitious journey. It was finally time to finish un-digging my car. This is where the day really goes in the crapper. Me and the poodle head out but not before I steal a shovel from my neighbor. I get to my car and it has hard packed ice snow up to my windows. I put Chewy in the car on the passenger side and roll down the windows. He likes to watch me do manual labor. I would just like to say my hands were NOT made for manual labor. Now, I like to go on & on about how wonderful it is to be single, but after 2 hours of digging my car out... I was seriously contemplating prostituting myself out in marriage before next winter. Until the blisters on my hands heal it will probably remain up for consideration. Very few of my friends with boyfriends or husbands will ever feel my blister pain. I guess this is karma saying my single freedom still comes at a cost. The cost yesterday was 5 blisters on my girlie hands.

Anywho, I was able to finally get out, but not really go anywhere because the roads are still so bad. I took my sore self back home to my apartment, made dinner, and cupcakes. I had a very nice surprise when my friend Alex was able to come over and enjoy my cupcakes. We watched the end of The Bachelor...Alex explained his desire to date 25 hot women, while I stated Jake was a tool and those girls need to just go back to their underwear modeling. Seriously...23yr old models, crying about how they're never going to find 'The One' makes me want to shoot my face off. Luckily, for ABC I'm a remote flipper and I like making fun of those girls too much to completely ban the show. Anywho..off topic. After Alex left I set my alarm to get up for work in the morning and went to bed. I woke up this morning feeling like a 80 year old woman. I don't know if it's because I was SuperWoman yesterday and kicked Ice Snow's butt or because my butt needs to be in the gym more...either way Snowmageddon officially won this war. And sense our Good Lord has a wonderful sense of humor about Northern Virginia's love of snow, He's decided to drop another 10 or so inches on us as I speak. So, it's safe to say my adventures in SnowFlake Purgatory aren't over quite yet.

Snowmageddon 2010 ~ Day 3

I'm such a bad mother. On day 3 of Snowmageddon I am beyond restless. Chewy is very content just sleeping all day. Every now and then he'll want to take a bathroom break, but other then that he's content sleeping. I on the other hand can't stay still. I'm up, I'm down, I'm randomly spinning around....no really I am. Anywho, around 3:30 I decided to walk to 7/11 half a mile away with Chewy. So, I prepared the poodle with his boots and walked out the door. People just love my dog and I'm such a proud momma when they come up and love on him. He deserves alot of attention. He's a sweet loving little poodle, but I was a horrible mother today.

Half way to the store I noticed Chewy was trailing behind me. At first I thought he was just tired but when I actually stopped and asked him if he was ok. YES...I asked him if he was ok and he started crying. He's holding up his back paw, then front paw, and really crying. I picked him up right away and he shirked. I put him on these stairs beside the sidewalk we were on. I realized I put the socks on too tight and they were hurting him ALOT. I went to take them off and Chewy just yelled everytime I touched his feet. I was on the verge of tears. Yesterday, he was in these socks and everything was fine. Today he's freaking out and people are walking by asking if he's ok...because YES he was causing a scene. I don't blame him though, my pup was in major pain. After removing the socks (which took FOREVER) he hopped around a bit and finally started walking normal again.

We made it to 7/11 and I realized Chewy's not allowed in. Does that stop me....HECK FREAKIN' NO. I'm not leaving my dog tied up outside. Someone might try to steal his sissy little tail. So, I pick up my little dog and carry him inside. With one arm I hold Chewy while in the other arm I grab a Vanilla Coke. There were ALOT of people in that 7/11 too. I was more then a little surprised. On the way back to the apartment Chewy is beyond tired and I'm not going to lie I was too. It's all uneven snow so my feet were hurtin'. I think I pulled a muscle on the top of my foot too. When we finally got home Chewy was running to my apartment door. Since then he's been sleeping on the couch. BTW: His feet seem fine now...mine on the other hand are a different story. Ok...back to the Super Bowl. Go COLTS!!

Snowmageddon 2010 ~ Day 2

So the day is almost over and I sure am tired for doing pretty much nothing all day. Here's how Day 2 went down...

The Poodle and I woke up around 9:30am and chillaxed while watching the History Channel. I just love the history channel. Anywho, below is a picture of Chewy Chillaxin'...

After a few hours of not really moving I decided I was bored and wanted to get out of the apartment. Before I decided to venture out I had a few things to prepare for first. One, put a load of laundry in and two prepare Chewy for the outside elements. If you read yesterday's blog you'll know that Chewy had a incident with frozen paws, so today HAD to be different if our mission was going to be a success. I may not be in the military, but I truly believe in the No Man (or Puppy) Left Behind motto. :-) So, how did I fix the problem? That was easy...I got some old ankle socks put them on Chewy and used hairbands to keep them up. It worked perfectly and Chewy couldn't of been happier. Below are a few pictures from our adventure to find my snow buried car.

We're just walking out my apartment to my car. Chewy is sportin' my socks. :-)

If you can imagine..my car is at the very end of this street. It was easier to walk in the road...Chewy could only hop so long on the sidewalk.

As I was in awww...of all the snow...Chewy got tired and made a rest stop.

Chewy poses with his snow boots for the camera. I would just like to say that even though Chewy looks crazy, his paws never bothered him. We met a sweet couple on our journey who loved his boots and thought he was the cutest dog ever. To that I said...Well, YEAH Captain Obvious. :-) NO, I didn't say that...but I thought it.

Chewy and I finally make it to my car...it's the car buried under all the snow right in front of Chewy. We had to jump over three feet of snow to get to the passenger side. I brought my keys this time and put Chewy in the car while I proceeded to TRY to clean it off.

Chewy jumping over the snow to get to the car.

In the process of trying to undig. Chewy is waiting patiently in the car. Not really...have you met my dog?!

I finally give up and open the door to get Chewy. White snow was all over the inside of my car.

I FREAKIN' GIVE UP!! It took me FOREVER to get even that far. At this point..I'm craving a bubble bath and hot tea.

Now we're finally heading home at the top of the hill. I had my nice bubble bath with scented candles and a book. It was wonderful...I can't believe how tired I am though. It feels like I've been skiing all day or something. I'm wondering if metro buses are even going to be running on Monday now. The roads are so bad even plow trucks are getting stuck. There is a 7/11 down the street about a half a mile. I'm thinking about taking Chewy on another adventure tomorrow. I'm almost out of milk and it could be fun. :-)

Side note: I saw people skiing down South Washington today. So crazy!! lol Also, just took Chewy outside...we've gotten 6 more inches since I cleaned off my car this afternoon. Snowmageggon continues....and OH CRAP....my laundry is still in the dryer..LATTAS.

Snowmageddon 2010 ~ Day 1

So it Begins....Day 1

So, I come to you today as a observer to the Blizzard 2010. I decided to document my adventures because honestly...what the heck else am I goin' do!? My story begins as I disembark the metro bus coming home to take shelter from the impending blizzard. As I stepped off the bus on South Washington Street I decided to walk by my car which already had 2 inches of snow on it. You see, I live off of a adjacent street but my road is VERY hilly and my poor Corolla just doesn't play well in the snow. South Washington Blvd is one of the first plowed so my theory was to un-dig my car every few hours and it won't be so bad come Sunday when I need to escape.

I cleaned off my car and walked the .25 mile to my apartment. I started watching a 'Bones' marathon (seriously that show rocks) and ate my Chinese I picked up on my way home. I decided this snowed in weekend was going to be different. I'm not going to allow myself to be trapped in my cute little apartment with my poodle. Me and Chewy are hitting the streets this weekend. I specifically waited to get his haircut so I wouldn't have to worry about him getting to cold while out and about. After all, Chewy is a dog and they're made to be outside alot, right?! Well, we'll get back to that topic. Anywho, around 8:30 I decided it was time for me and the poodle to go clean off my car... a .25 mile away on South Washington. This is where it gets interesting....

I put Chewy on his leash and head outside. I walked out my front door and it's just breathtaking...so beautiful. It's amazing how beautiful something so annoying can be. Anyway...Chewy goes hopping along...he has to. He's short and the snow is up to his belly. One of my wonderful neighbors is outside trying to stay ahead of the snow and shoveling, so Chewy & I stop and chat for a few. Then we go along our merry way...



We had a fun little walk to the car...down the hill, up another slight hill, across South Washington and Hello Toyota. My car had another 3 inches on it. I started getting the snow off and suddenly my puppy started whining. I looked down at my snow covered poodle and suddenly I realize....NOT all dogs are made for this kind of weather. My pitiful little poodle was holding up his back paw and crying for my attention. So, what did I do? Well, I reached into my pocket for my car keys, so I could warm Chewy up in the car, but soon realized I left my keys in my apartment. CRAP!! Snow is coming down like crazy now...I have a whining poodle and I STILL have 3 inches of snow on my car. I pick up my sissy dog, cuddle him in my coat, and proceeded to get the snow off my freakin' car. A older gentleman was shoveling the apartment sidewalk next to my car when he saw I was holding my poor little shivering dog in my arms. I told him I guess poodles weren't meant for blizzards. He walked over gave Chewy a 'awwww poor thing' then turns to me and says, "Poor little guy, I know want he's going through. I was a dog in my past life." To that I said..."wow...you must of been a good dog because God gave you boots and gloves this time around." :-) The older man laughed and said, "Why Yes He did!" So, as I walked back to my apartment in the snow up a hill with a silly poodle in my arms I couldn't help but think...I Love This Crazy City and MAN I WISH I didn't laugh so hard at those doggy boots I saw at Petsmart. They really would come in handy right now, even if I look like a crazy pet owner. Please rest assured, my devoted blog readers...Chewy is fine. Half way back to the apartment I put him back on the ground where he very happily hopped up the hill then did what he does best.....Picture Below.



You're Welcome!! :-)

ROBBED...

Anybody who knows me knows I love movies. I love all kinds of movies from comedy, to action, to horror, so when I find a movie that I think is creative genius I say so. SO...here it goes. Inglorious Basterds is one of the best movies put together in recent years. It keeps you guessing while entertaining you the whole time. Now, if you're someone who hates violence, this movie isn't for you. I on the other hand enjoy a good action scene and this movie delivers.

So, why am I writing today? Because I believe with all my heart that Brad Pitt was ROBBED this year from a Oscar nomination. Can this guy get a break? I'm not the biggest Brad Pitt fan but the man is a amazing actor. I mean, forget about the hundreds of kids and his crazy 'life' partner. The guy has put out amazing characters after amazing characters. He rocks all of them and none of those movies would be the same with any other actor. Yet, year after year Brad Pitt gets snubbed by the Academy. So, on behalf of the fans who feel he's under appreciated I say..."You're Best Actor in our book Brad! Keep bringing those awesome character's to life and maybe somebody Hollywood will get a clue and give you your Oscar! Until then, I'll see you at the movies!"