You should only look up to your parents and look at yourself in the mirror. Lay out your plan from there.

Things I wonder about that don't make sense

• Men who want sex all the time are horny and women who want sex all the time are considered nympho's
• A white person acting out against a race is considered a racist, yet anyone of colour attacking a white person/people is considered a terrorist

That's all for now... I know there's more to come...

Creve Coeur Lake

I love taking walks around the lake. I my thoughts aren't interrupted when people walk by saying "on your left," I just keep walking...it's ideal to go at any temperature less than 85 degrees...it's 3.7 miles.

It would be the one thing I'd miss about St. Louis. Where else can you find such a haven that takes you away from the hustle and bustle.

Today? I dreamed of being with John Stamos... hahaha

Memories II

• Traffic and Safety with Tej
• er-her, hot shot
• Jackie and I going to pick up Jamie, in our van, to celebrate my 18th birthday and celebrating it at Metropolis
• Driving Jamie home and on the way, driving over someone's lawn/sidewalk/road
• Spending the day with Jamie in Carlsbad and Laguna Beach
• Tej throwing stuffed animals at me at night when we shared a room
• The awesome birthday parties mom would have for us, the fun parties she would throw
• Mom taking her little ducklings shopping with her
• My fun trip to Graceland with mom
• I have memories of daddy too :)

Memories

• I remember all my trips to Santa Barbara. I think if my sister hand't gone to school there, I never would have exlpored it. The best trip was when my older sister, my mom and I all went up and hung out. I love shopping with my mom, she always knows how to do things fun and just knows how to take care of her brood.
• I remember studying with my best friend one night and she was in her pj's, we went to downtown HB and got ice cream.
• Best memory in HS was spending it with my younger sister... I remember we'd go to 5 points and buy Jack Purcells, or go to Coco's and eat...
• Best memory with Jackie is when her and I had lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe in Fashion Island
• I remember we couldn't have Coke without milk, that was dad's rule
• I remember when Tej and I had off for the summer, mom said we couldn't have Coke or the good food until after 12 ( to ensure we were "productive" I guess, what her plan) so, Tej and I would stay in bed till 11:45, put the pizza's in the toaster, get the Coke ready and watch Jenny Jones
• Chilitos and taco snacks....mmmmmmm
• Jamie, giving me my first driving lesson (who knew I REALLY didn't know how to drive!)
• As for my own memory with mom... working with her at Sony and going to the commisary or the lot... just spending time with her

more to come....

My Biggest Pet Peeve...

My biggest pet peeve probably fall under the general category of "lack of common sense." However, to be more specific, my biggest pet peeve is when people are loud knowing others are sleeping.

If I'm sleeping at a time that is normal sleeping time or I am exhausted beyond anything and people know I'm sleeping, I find it utterly and frustratingly rude that they don't even think for one second "let's be quiet, people are sleeping."

This has happened in my own house too when we have guests over. I know, why am I sleeping when we have guests over. These were guests that were entertained by hubby, did their own thing and the only reason I was asleep and not going out was a) I was in a huge depression and b) I was unbelievably exhausted I couldn't lift my head. If that's the case and you know what's up, have the god damn common courtesy to tone down your voice as to not disturb others.

My sleep is important to me because a) I feel I am not getting enough and b) sleep in general is good for a happy healthy life.

This stems from an experience last night. I was at hubby's aunts house in Chicago and about 8 of them had gone to a reception. They came back at around 1am, our poochie started barking, fine. I can accept that. We were sleeping the basement that has no door and people have to walk past the basement entrance to get upstairs. FOR THE NEXT 2 HOURS, it was feet pounding, heels clacking (hardwood), dishes being done, talking in loud voices, discussions, etc. Knowing how I immediately think of others especially if they're asleep, is why this bothered me. I know I always respect when others are sleeping or when we need to keep our voices down. It's a common courtesy. These people aren't rude in general but I just think people should really think a little more about my sleep :)

It's my blog, I can bitch.

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