Gay Husband Syndrome

In the past 2 days I have encountered 2 couples where the husband is gay. Here's how the situation went down with both couples:

The woman was trying a crap load of stuff on and had to get her husband's opinion on every single item. And not just, "Does this make me look fat?" or "Should I get a smaller size?" or "Do these 2 colors look ok together?" It was much more in depth. These guys were simply over the top. They were breaking it down like it was fashion week and they were on assignment for Lucky Magazine. This one guy even spent about seven minutes debating over which necklace went better with the earrings that his wife was buying. It was painful to witness.

So badly I just wanted to say, "Honey, your husband is a homo and you are so insecure that I need therapy just from standing near you."

If you want a gay man's opinion, bring a gay friend with you to go shopping. But don't marry a gay guy just so you'll always have a good shopping buddy.

I'm dying a slow death.

You simply must waste an hour on this site. It's called Cute Overload. It really lives up to its name. I just died. Seriously.

Update: the damn link isn't working so just go to www.cuteoverload.com.

You're fired!

My (ex) boss being a diva.

The most bizarre thing happened last week. My boss got canned. I've never had that happen before, ever. I wasn't even there when it happened. My area manager came into town, did an audit on the store, we failed it and the next morning she came in a told him that he was fired.

I showed up that afternoon and I was shocked. Initially I felt a little bad because I did consider him a friend, until I found out that he is pissed at me?!?!?!

I think he somehow blames me for the fact that he doesn't know how to do his job properly. He took me off of his MySpace page already. I honestly don't care because I really don't use my MySpace account very much anyway, but I just think it's incredibly juvenile. Oh well, I guess that's what you get from an immature, 23 year old boy.

Screw You Gas Prices

On Sunday I traded in the Big Mama Minivan. I got a PT Cruiser and I freakin' love it. It rocks so hard, I wish I would've got it sooner. Plus it only costs $25 to fill the gas tank!!! It will be so much easier to deal with when we move to the city at the end of the summmer. I'm so nervous about not finding a good apartment. I know I have quite a bit of time but it's hard to believe that it's almost May. Damn, now I gotta go look for a birthday present for Kevin. What do you get the guy who has everything???

Blame Canada

Today was the pinnacle of my hatred towards Canadians. I swear on my life I had to remove a dirty diaper from a table of sweaters at my store today. Here is what I don't understand: what was that parent thinking? I mean, I am literally baffled. It was horrific and humiliating. Those Canadians are horrible filthy people. I would wish disease on them but they all have healthcare so I don't think that would do any good.

My Contemplative Day

I had a day off and it was nice and relaxing. I was going to go into Seattle to look at apartments but I slept in really late so I decided I'lljust go down on Wednesday instead. I'm glad that I didn't because I would've probably got stuck in a major traffic headache because of the immmigration rally. If I didn't have Jack I would've actually liked to participate in the rally. My brother's girlfriend is there right now. Her extended family lives in Mexico and her parents were immigrants.

Growing up in the Southwest this hits close to home. I don't know how many of you have heard about what is going on but it really scary. If these people are found as felons there will be mass deportations. Many of these people have American born children, jobs,friends, opportunity. They come here to make an honest living and pack their families into small homes and apartments in bad neighborhoods and work 80 hours a week just to send most of their money back to their families in their home countries.

Sure, some are criminals, but we have a shitload of American criminals too and no one tries to ship them off to a foreign land. Plus, if you have ever been to a very poor Mexican village you wouldn't wish that life on an enemy. From many towns you can see into America and it's heartbreaking. It's like living in a constant nightmare. Just a few miles away are jobs, schools, doctors, clean water. In places like Arizona they are trying to get a law passed that if you assist an illegal in any way you can go to jail too. If you call 911 the officer has to find out if you are an actual citizen before they can help you. Or paramedics could be imprisoned for helping to save the life of an illegal alien. I can't imagine this law would actually pass but it's upsetting that people would even think that would be a good idea.

It just seems funny how everyone seems to forget that at one point, a family member of theirs was an immmigrant to this country. That if that person hadn't risked a lot they wouldn't be here either.

belly ache

uggghhh...I have a horrible stomach ache. I ate like a 12 year old boy today. Here's the rundown:

Pancakes
2 double shot, black americanos
1 slice pizza
2 small bags of chips
chai frosted top pot donut
some ginger snaps

I want to throw up right now. Collin is making me a salad so I can get something healthy in my body and I need to flush out my system. My body really reacts when I fill it with crap. How do obese people eat like this all the time???

I need to detox or something. Get a colonic, drink a shitload of green tea, something.

so excited it hurts

I am so stoked to move to Seattle that I'm getting a little cragy about things. For example, I have already reserved my uhaul truck and I'm going to look at a building on Monday. I can't wait.

But it will suck to commmute to work though. I think after I'm down there I will look for another job, but I need to hang on to mine for awhile because they may abuse me but they pay me well.

Keep your fingers crossed that we can find a good apartment. I also need to find a way to trade in my big mama minivan for something smaller because as Ann can attest-- I am not good with that big van in the city. Almost like driving the ramm van but without all the drunks on board.

Moving

Based on the fact that I live my life very randomly, and the fact that we have no money, we have decided that at this time it would be impossible to afford to move to Florida. As much as I really wanted a house with a porch swing, it will have to wait. I feel like I will be at the mercy of a landlord for the rest of my life.

Anyhoo, we have decided to move to Capitol Hill in Seattle. Both of Ann's sisters live there and it's my favorite part of town. It's hard to imagine that it's only 45 minutes away from where we live. OUr lease is up at the end of August and we will be getting the fuck out of here as fast as we can.

So now you all must come and visit because it will be fun and you don't even have to see any cows or a walmart.