get a tissue
what is it about the word tissue that I love?
Anyway, another tear soaked evening with Grey's Anatomy. It's very dramatic these days, but I'm still lovin' every minute of it. Can't wait till the third season comes out on DVD, then I'll watch every episode with a box of TISSUE, and love it all over again.
Oh, and good news. My feelings of complete worthlessness are almost over. Something about not being able to find a job I felt good about was really putting me in a funk! Then add some family members that are mad at me for moving away from them, some family members that are mad that I left those family members, and a birthday on the way (YIKES) that I will likely spend alone just around the corner, and yeah, FEELING LIKE A PILE OF COW POOP!
buuuuuttt.....I know Gertie will spend my birthday with me, my family can be mad if that's what they want, and I might have THE job. I interviewed today. I did it all right, from the handshake to the perfectly timed joke, I'm feeling some serious excitement in my toes over this one. And like I said, it doesn't hurt the ego to feel useful again.
Keep you posted on the job, don't want to jinx it!
On the issue of my birthday, I'm ok with that one too. Just the fact that my birthdays aren't about dancing on tables and everyone passing out in a hotel room bring me to tears with thankfulness that I'm getting older. I find myself wanting a little less whiskey and a little more vodka and cranberry these days.
I should not post about getting older when I've pathetically cried over prime time television. I'm going to remain pathetic for a little while longer...bubble bath or something...
toodles
Anyway, another tear soaked evening with Grey's Anatomy. It's very dramatic these days, but I'm still lovin' every minute of it. Can't wait till the third season comes out on DVD, then I'll watch every episode with a box of TISSUE, and love it all over again.
Oh, and good news. My feelings of complete worthlessness are almost over. Something about not being able to find a job I felt good about was really putting me in a funk! Then add some family members that are mad at me for moving away from them, some family members that are mad that I left those family members, and a birthday on the way (YIKES) that I will likely spend alone just around the corner, and yeah, FEELING LIKE A PILE OF COW POOP!
buuuuuttt.....I know Gertie will spend my birthday with me, my family can be mad if that's what they want, and I might have THE job. I interviewed today. I did it all right, from the handshake to the perfectly timed joke, I'm feeling some serious excitement in my toes over this one. And like I said, it doesn't hurt the ego to feel useful again.
Keep you posted on the job, don't want to jinx it!
On the issue of my birthday, I'm ok with that one too. Just the fact that my birthdays aren't about dancing on tables and everyone passing out in a hotel room bring me to tears with thankfulness that I'm getting older. I find myself wanting a little less whiskey and a little more vodka and cranberry these days.
I should not post about getting older when I've pathetically cried over prime time television. I'm going to remain pathetic for a little while longer...bubble bath or something...
toodles
posted by Christa @ 9:15 PM
2 Comments:
At 11:29 AM,
Anonymous said…
Yeah, I knew Meredith was going to see her mom before coming back to life. I'm getting a little tired of the medi-drama of the show, but the wife still likes to watch it.
I love the "fork in the road" photo you've got up now.
Congrats on the interview. If you get an on-air job, I promise to be a loyal fan.
Happy birthday in advance. As I get older, it's more about orange juice and getting enough fiber than seeing how many beers or "Yoohoo Russians" I can down in an hour.
- T-bone
At 11:58 AM,
Christa said…
I am becoming less and less of fan of Meredith's character. You've got really stong people like Christina and Izzy and then you've got whiny, I-can't-do-it-anymore cause-it's-hard Meredith. Whatever, I still watch it faithfully, so I must not mind too much.
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