30 October 2008

Retro Music Friday - A Day Early.

Since I will be away from my regularly scheduled blog tomorrow I did not want you guys to have to wait for RMF.

So - here goes.

This is the theme song from The Jeffersons.

And since we are moving the hell out of this dump tomorrow I thought it was appropriate.

XO

Bunny

28 October 2008

Moving Sucks.

This is about the size of things around here lately.
Ugh.
I cannot wait for this to be over.
Pray for our souls.
XO
Bunny

24 October 2008

Retro Music Friday.






Yes kids, it is the THE FINAL COUNTDOWN around here. We move one week from today. And believe you me we are counting down the days.
I am sooooo tired of my life being in complete upheaval. There are boxes everywhere......everywhere.

In addition to this, Jen showed me the second video this week at work. I don't feel that I can really do justice describing it to you, so you'll just have to watch it for yourselves.
Although I will say that I can really appreciate the conviction with which this young man performs.
Jen, Karina and I cracked up watching this the other day. Chris however, well, lets just say he's a tough crowd. I think I heard crickets.

This is Europe - Swede Glam Rock. Kinda sound like an oxymoron, doesn't it?
This song was from 1986. I was 10 and in the 5th grade.

XO
Bunny

22 October 2008

Offer Me Solutions, Offer Me Alternatives, And I Decline.

Let's all take a deep cleansing breath.

In through the nose and out through the mouth.

Ok, one more time.

In through the nose and out through the mouth.

There.....everyone feeling better now ?

Feeling more centered now ?

No ?

Ok, let us all watch an REM video.


Have I told you guys that I love REM ? Not recently ? OK, well I guess we won't go into now.


Anyone remember The Sheetcake Incident ? Yes, well if I had to write a book about my job this chapter would be called " Return Of The Sheet Cake. My Clients Strike Back "

My two clients ( one of whom I am only owning temporarily ) were bound and determined to get another fucking full fucking sheet cake for 15 people. I had this discussion with both of them two weeks ago about how a FULL FUCKING SHEET CAKE was way too much cake for 15 people. I ordered a lovely 1/4 sheet cake with them TWO WEEKS AGO.

Problem solved.

Or so I thought.

I went into their apartment today and what to my wondering eyes should appear.....A FULL SHEET CAKE !

I could not believe my eyes. I thought I was going to have a full on stroke right there on the kitchen floor.

It gets better ( doesn't it always ? ), the cake had been sitting out in their kitchen since last Saturday.

Oh yeah - so it's gonna be good and skanky by this Saturday.

(I could give a rat's ass....I'm not gonna be the one eating that cake. )

What to do you ask ?

Nothing.

I give up.

I threw my hands in the air and gave them the big 'ol Whatever.

I think Darrell would call this surrender. I call it picking my battles.

Oh yeah, and my boss and I met with another one of my clients this afternoon and, in the span of one hour, I heard every curse word I knew and some I didn't. Which sort of impressed me, 'cause you know I consider myself pretty a cosmopolitan gal well versed in the art of cursing.

Then when I got home I ran into Al in the driveway who asked me if he could come by and show the apartment in the next 15 minutes. I could barely eek out a response as my head was still spinning from the curse-fest of the last hour.

And...and I got hit on at Dunkin Donuts this morning. I'm not kidding. Homeboy was damn lucky that it was only 9AM and it was still too early for me to be pissed off with the world yet.

Thanks for letting me vent. I needed that.

For being so understanding please enjoy this laugh on me. Brock and I were rolling watching this.


Say Hi to your Mother for me.

Xo

Bunny

21 October 2008

I ( Heart ) Mark Walhberg.




It all started with the SNL skit entitled Mark Walhberg Talks To Animals. I'm not exactly sure where the inspiration for this particular skit came from. I think it's just sort of a riff on Mark's speech pattern.

Brock cracks up everytime he says " Say Hi to your mother for me. "


I guess Mark didn't find this skit too funny. Here he is on Jimmy Kimmel expressing his displeasure.

Either Mark is a really good sport or he was in on the joke from the beginning. I'm not sure which. I'm glad they made up though. ;-)

I wouldn't want to be on Mark Wahlberg's shit list - No Sirree Bob.

Although if I were ever in a fight or had to " thrown down " with someone(s) I certainly want Mark having my back.

Wouldn't you ?

XO

Bunny

20 October 2008

That Was Unfortunate.

OK, there really is no free furniture for us.
The Sox bit it last night against the Rays.

::::::::::sigh::::::::::::


I could go on more of a rant today, but I'm ill and just not feeling it.

Be good.

Xo
Bunny

17 October 2008

Retro Music Friday.



Freak Out ? Me ?

Ok, yes. I'm FREAKING OUT over here.
We close on our house two weeks from today.
I could very well lose my mind ( or what is left of it ) before then.

You might just find me sitting in the middle of my living room floor ( which is stacked to the ceiling with boxes, btw), rocking back and forth, blathering incoherently and maybe, just maybe, drooling a little bit too.

I had a little bit of a meltdown on Buffy the other day. She did her best, in the most soothing former beauty queen voice she could muster, to tell be to knock it the fuck off.

Why the freaking out you ask ?
I'm deathly afraid that it will all fall apart.
That for some reason we will not close on this house.
That I will be sitting here, two weeks from now, blogging about how I now have to unpack all of these boxes.

The little part of me that can occasionally be rational knows that it will all be OK.
But really, I don't think I'll be totally OK until they hand me the keys at the close.

So, if between now and then any of you see and/or talk to me and I appear to be losing my mind, just smack me around like a red-headed stepchild.
I will thank you for it eventually.

This is Le Freak by Chic. I believe this song was from 1978. I was two.

Xoooo

Bunny