Thursday, December 11, 2008
I have accomplished one thing. I've gotten Christmas pictures of my niece! She turned six months old today! Pretty impressive for a baby they thought wouldn't make it a few months ago. And how is she you may ask? She is fabulous. As the following picture will attest to:
Cutest baby ever! She is doing so well, it brings tears to my eyes. Major milestones this week are she's eating out of a bottle now and almost rolling over. Still lots of work to be done, but she's come along way. Major props to Grandma(my mama) for loving her and encouraging her when her doctors said she may die and not to resuscitate if she did (bastards!), her therapists for coming by weekly to help her along, and all the doctor's, nurse's and medical professionals who gave us hope when hope was almost gone. And not to sound like a cheesy actor at an awards show but thanks to God for all he's given.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
If you didn't know Julie has a new job. BTW - LOVE MY JOB! It's crazy coming to work and enjoying what you do. Anyways when I was offered said job, I was told that all the ladies in the office were nuts over the Twilight series (thanks to me pushing it on them as it was pushed on me by CW) so they were going to close the office early on that Friday and have a group outing to see the movie! Seriously I love my job.
So here's the lame part, we sent someone over to the theater early to buy tickets. Then we devised a plan to cut out of a conference call early so we could make sure to get a good seat. About an hour before the show started I left to hold seats for the rest of the office. All of this for a teen vampire movie! Really Julie? Really? Aren't you 30?
Anyways this really all comes down to one thing. The movie was not the greatest. I raved about the book. I am personally responsible for half the females in my hotel reading the series. The movie fell really short. I'm lame and let down. Not cool. There is one bright spot. I am not the lamest of the lame. Two of the other ladies in my office have already seen it again with plans to return a third time. Once was enough thank you, I'll just wait for the DVD release.
Friday, October 24, 2008
"I thought: Jesus Christ, there are a lot of white people in this room. I’ve always thought of the whiteness of my adult life as a temporary condition. Like somehow all these white people have been foisted on me; pretty soon it’ll change; it’s probably my wife’s fault. But it’s time to acknowledge that I’ve become a character in a Wes Anderson movie. I wear white tennis sneakers from the ’70s. I listen to ambient music. I have dinner parties where I serve Spanish rosé and this softer version of mozzarella that has a lovely, almost liquid center that you can only get at the Italian import store. I do yoga, and I get excited when it’s ramp season. Sometimes I’d really like to punch myself in the face."
So when faced with a problem what do you do but find a way to fix it. His way of correcting the problem was to post an ad on craigslist entitled "Will you be my black friend?" Creative thinking but not the best way to go about making a friend, perhaps one of the best ways to get punched in the face though. Anyways the article actually goes on to talk about the racial estrangement that is America. Whites to whites, blacks to blacks, asians to asians and so on and so forth. And the fact that we're ok with it. So it got me to thinking, what the hell has this country come to? We're ok with segregation now? Is it ok now because we're doing it ourselves? Just because it's my choice it's ok to stay with my own "kind" now. That's bull people!
Now I count myself as one of the lucky ones. I have friends of all colors, shapes, sizes, orientations and ethnicity's. But what about my friends friends? I realized that I was some of my white friends (and Asian friends and Mexican friend) only black friend and technically I'm only half black! So really you have one half black friend? This does not make you very culturally diverse my friend. Take into account that I'm not nearly "black" enough for most black folks and you're screwed. Now don't get me wrong I'm not advocating going out and counting your black friends. And really would I prefer that when you look at me you just see Julie and not black Julie, of course but lets be real people (except you Steve I actually like that you refer to me as your hot black friend or Brian who refers to me as Chocolate Luscious) As a whole we're a prejudiced country, we see things in shades of black, white, red, yellow and brown. This is how we were raised and its a hard thing to break. As I was growing up I was always aware that my friends were usually two separate groups coexisting along side one another but never really touching. There was always my black friends and my white friends and while I was friends with them both, I could never be friends with them both at the same time and the same place. That's not the way it should be! When I have children (soon God willing cause I'm not getting any younger) I want them to be able to have a diverse group of friends and not worry that the groups don't mix. I want my kids to be able to listen to Kanye West and Tim McGraw and Michael Buble and not have people look at them crazy. Believe me it happens, people do not understand when a black chick karaokes Garth Brooks "Friends in Low Places". They should be able to enjoy a soft mozzarella without being thought pretentious and be able to wear Bass Weejuns (what are these anyway) and not accused or trying to emulate white. This is the world I'd like to pass on to them.
So in summary, white people go out and make a black friend, black people go out and make a white friend and hopefully one day they'll just be your friend. Peace out!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
So I was having a conversation with Mama O'Neal last night and we got to talking politics. While I enjoy talking politics I must admit that I am not the most well informed person. I try, I really do, I read the news, turn on CNN periodically and skim Time and Newsweek but there's just so much chatter! Get to the point people, I ain't got all day! Anywho mama and i were talking and she told me she was going to vote for Obama but more importantly she hadn't decided to cast her vote since Kennedy. Really ma, Kennedy? You haven't voted in over 40 years? Granted its only every 4 years so that's like 10 missed chances but still. However I'm not really one to talk I've only voted once and really I was forced (Thanks Sally). Not so much forced but shown that if I'm gonna complain at the jackass in the white house maybe I should let my voice be heard. It occurred to me last night how much this year's election is affecting so many people. When all is said and done history will be made and I'm just glad to say I could be part of it. SO that being said, don't be lazy, go out and vote! Add to the chatter and let your voice be heard, cause if you don't you really have no reason to bitch over the next 4 years.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
That's right folks, New Kids are back and older than ever! So I know this is old news to most people however I was going through my emails today and came across a email from Travelzoo.com. Now if you don't know travelzoo, mostly it features discount packages on airfare and hotels and such. Since my hotel sometimes has specials on it I decided to sign up for emails. Now I never knew they also sent out specials on event tickets. Well I got an email with and "outstanding" offer on NKOTB tickets. It seems that the heartthrobs of my younger years are not selling the tickets that they used to. So instead of $50-$70 a ticket they've dropped the price to $20 for lower level seats. Now this hurts me. I used to love love love the New kids. I was a huge fan of Jonathon actually, although he never sang by himself and really can't carry a tune. Anyways I was discussing this with a few friends of mine and I've decided I'm going to the concert! I feel I need to do my part and support the boy-band now man-band in their quest to rediscover their youth. While I doubt this will be the concert of the century I'm sure it'll be a good time and I'll be sure to blog about it later. If the boys are in your area do you part and see a mediocre show! Peace out!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
The appointment today was pure hell. Dr Kootman had about as much personality as a bedpan, never once looked me in the eye and didn't like my slightly inquisitive nature. I'm sorry but if you're removing something from my body I'm gonna have a few questions. Biggest one being how much pain is this gonna cause and how bout we make sure it's as little as possible. He said he could take care of it right then and there though so let's do this. After a few shots of local he leaves me to numb up and get ready. Now I always try and have a book and my ipod with me. These are like security blankets for me they keep me calm. I put on a little Augustana and try to relax. Well Dr Jackass comes back in and starts chiseling around the tooth. OW OW OW. K so I'm not a DR but local kinda means it should be numb and not hurt right? As this is not so much the case can I get a few more shots please? Well I'm told that "the patient really shouldn't tell the doctor what to do". Really? Guess you're in for a surprise then jackass cause it hurts and you need to fix it before I kick you in the nads. I get a few more shots and a few more minutes to get numb. Round two is no better than round one, he starts chiseling, then yanking and then tells me he need to drill into the bone. OW OW OW I SAID OW DAMN IT! Bastard doesn't want to stop! Says he needs to just finish and get the tooth out. Julie don't play that. I literally have to hit his hand away from my mouth to get him to stop. Now I realize this probably won't endear me to the good doctor but I could care less. I'm in pain, shaking, crying and he's looking at me like I'm a lunatic. I finally get myself collected enough to finish but it still doesn't fill great. After he's done he writes a quick prescription for Loritab and hands me a instruction sheet and leaves the room. No are you ok, do you need anything nothing. After I'm able to collect myself I leave the room to pay my bill. To think it only cost me $187 to be treated like crap. What a bargain! Now my mouth hurts and the Loritab is making me nauseous. I hate dentists.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Now I tell this story to my mama and she thinks I'm an idiot. I thought I did a nice thing but she's afraid I was gonna get killed. So lesson learned or just stupid?
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Anywho Julie has had a crazy couple of months lately but everything is finally starting to settle down. I recently moved into a new apartment which I love! I have an extra bedroom so please feel free to come visit. Actually feel free to come visit anytime after October 1st, my mother is staying with me until then so it may be a little crowded. :) I also have a new little niece who has had to overcome many hardships within the her relatively short life. She is now 3 months old and in those short 3 months she's already had 3 surgeries, a blood clot in her leg and countless needle pokes and other unpleasantness. For the past 2 and a half months she has been living in at St. Josephs hospital in the PICU unit. She will finally be able to come home sometime this week and I'm overjoyed! I'd like to take a moment to thank all the wonderful doctor's and nurses at St Joes. They are really phenomenal people who excel in their positions. Thank you also to all the folks who have included her in your thoughts and prayers. It has meant more to me and my family then you'll ever know. She is the most beautiful little creature and I love her so much it's ridiculous. I've attached a picture for your viewing pleasure, feel free to oooh and aaah to your heart's content.
So on to other news. I had the pleasure of seeing Carlos Mencia in concert on Friday. I gotta say I love him! Carlos for President! If you've never seen his stand up or only seen Mind of Mencia, you are missing out. I have the utmost respect for comedians because for small stretches of time they allow you to forget your worries and problems and just laugh. Now lots of people seem to think he's crass, idiotic and politically incorrect. I will give you the politically incorrect and yes he is fond of dropping the "F" bomb but the man is not an idiot. He takes great delight in making fun of the idiots of the world and says the things that every thinks but no one has the balls enough to say. Do yourself a favor and see his show if he ever visits your city. Speaking of comedians I also saw Eddie Izzard a few months back, another top notch show. I laughed so hard my stomach hurt for days. Why do sit ups when you can laugh?
Ok I feel I have done my duty and I will try and make sure I continue to update you all on the randomness that is my life. Love ya! Peace out!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
It seems I've acquired another admirer. Now a few years ago I prayed to God to send me a tall sweet handsome man preferably with a steady income and an accent. Obviously I needed to be a little more specific cause what I got was Peter. A 6'5 Russian who worked my last good nerve. If you have not heard the stories, just ask I'll be happy to share. Since that ended a few months ago I decided to renew my prayers and I've been sent another gem who will remain nameless since he also happens to work with me. I think my prayers were once again a little garbled cause I was sent a 6'0 lying German! The tall part is getting taken care of we just need a little work on the rest. If you're wondering, accents of choice are English, Scottish and Irish and maybe Australian.
I should give you a little background though to bring you up to speed. As a rule Julie is not a big fan of dating work folks. It almost always leads to trouble, tension and the desire to run screaming from your workplace however he has nice eyes and my BFF Autumn is always telling me I need to stop being so picky and go out more. Anywho I've had the pleasure of knowing said gem for the last 8 years or so. When we first met he was married and unfortunately that didn't work out or so he said. I give him my number because what the hell, I can have a cup of coffee and if nothing happens at least I tried right? So a conversation or two later, nothing really happens but something just felt off. He seemed to call only while he was at work and only on his cell phone. Now I know lots of people don't have home phones but still. Anyways I was out for some much needed adult beverages with some co-workers when the topic of men who lust after Julie came up. Well if you read my blog you know I have another admirer at work so it was brought up that "why don't you date him Julie he loves you?" Again people HE'S FRICKIN MARRIED! So I put the kibosh on that one real quick and went back to enjoying my Blue Moon. But no they thought it would be hilarious to decide who amongst our work folks would be suitable for me to hook up with. So my new little friend came up. Now I don't say anything cause no one needs to know my business and I must admit I'm a little curious as to what others have to say about him. Well first and foremost HE'S FRICKIN MARRIED! Secondly he's been hitting on all the women in the sales office. OK who did I kill in a past life? Who's karma am I paying for? Do I only attract married men and weirdos?
As you can imagine I'm pretty pissed off. So I decide to confront the loser. And yep he's married. He says he told me, I say bull shit cause there ain't no way something like that is slipping my mind. This is a non negotiable for Julie, there's no way he could have slipped that in and I would have been like oh ok well that's alright! His excuse is I don't love her but I don't have a green card and don't want to be deported. WTF? Seriously guys, dating blows.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
So I'm standing at the front desk (yes again) and we've had another of our delightful tour groups check in. Now Julie loves all people but I gotta say French folks work my nerves. I don't mean to over generalize but Frenchies are rude and kinda hard headed. I shouldn't have to say 5 times "Je ne parle pas le français" which I dutifully researched and means I don't speak french dumb ass! OK so maybe not dumb ass but close enough. If I ever have the great fortune to be able to travel Europe, out of common courtesy I plan on learning a few basic phrases in each language. I know this is gonna make me sound like an arrogant ass American but if you're gonna visit please pick up a few words so I'm not blankly staring at you trying to grasp one of the two hundred words streaming from your mouth extremely quickly.
Thank you, Merci, Ringraziarla, Gracias, Vielen Dank, Obrigado! :)
Friday, May 23, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
So here is where my free is good speech begins. I realize all things free are not great. No I don't want a free kick to the head, but a free night at a 4 star resort is nothing to sneeze at! Throw in a couple free drinks and breakfast or dinner and you should be damn happy! This is not how the people I choose to walk last night felt. One couple could not believe we were doing this to them! "We drove all the way in from San Diego (whatever it's a 6 hour drive ) and we're exhausted (it's 7pm, man up) and now you're saying we don't have a room!" Ten minutes later I bought them a few drinks and they're on their way. I know drinking and driving bad but hey they asked I'm here to make people happy! Not much later our second lucky contestant walks up, not the brightest light bulb in the bunch, it takes me 20 minutes to explain that a) this is not a personal vendetta I have against her so please don't ask "why me" one more time, b) The hotel I'm sending you to isn't a whore motel on Van Buren (if you're from phoenix or ever been to phoenix you know this is where the whores hang out) it's a luxury resort and c) it's exit 34 off the freeway not 34 miles down the freeway! I finally get her in her car and on her way with typed directions yet she still gets lost. I spend the next 15 minutes on the phone with her guiding her in like a frickin air traffic controller. I know you're all jealous and wish you could be me. If you'd like to trade jobs, you know where to contact me.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Anyays this blog is dedicated to Ms Lancaster's newest marvel. If you haven't read the last two, please do yourself a favor and run right out and get them. Bitter is the New Black was so funny, I think I peed a little while reading it. She says what few people dare and at times is so bitchy even I'm shocked but it's hilarious. Bright Lights, Big Ass is great also but doesn't quite reach the same levels as the first book. I'm hoping Such a Pretty Fat can help reclaim some of the kick ass surliness of the first book. So in closing I'm gonna leave you with a note from the author (pirated off amazon.com) which I hope will make you run not walk to your favorite book store.
"To whom the fat rolls…I'm tired of books where a self-loathing heroine is teased to the point where she starves herself skinny in hopes of a fabulous new life. And I hate the message that women can't possibly be happy until we all fit into our skinny jeans. I don't find these stories uplifting; they make me want to hug these women and take them out for fizzy champagne drinks and cheesecake and explain to them that until they figure out their insides, their outsides don't matter. Unfortunately, being overweight isn't simply a societal issue that can be fixed with a dose healthy of positive self-esteem. It’s a health matter, and here on the eve of my fortieth year, I've learned I have to make changes so I don't, you know, die. Because what good if finally being able to afford a pedicure if I lose a foot to adult onset diabetes?"
Thursday, May 1, 2008
As I'm leaving work last night I decide to swing by the mall. So it's like 8:20, stores close in about 40 minutes but that's plenty of time. There are fewer things scarier than my ass under florescent lighting in changing rooms so I don't try anything on. I'm a big fan of trying it on at home and then just returning the crap I don't want. Anyways I figure 40 minutes is plenty of time to grab a few things and get on my way home. So I get to the mall, park and as I always do pick up my phone off the passenger seat and throw it along with my car keys into my open purse. I get out and shut the door only to realize the damn purse wasn't open! My keys and phone fell off my purse and are sitting on my seat inside my locked car. Damn it! So I call my mother (her's is the only number I know by heart), who then calls my 2 cousins and they come riding to my rescue with a tool box, wire hanger and bbq fork. Gotta love a resourceful woman. We flag down a passing security guard who happens to have a slim jim and 10 mintues later using slim jim, fork and wire hanger I'm in my car again! Oh happy day that can be summed up in one commercial.
BBQ fork - $10
Wire hanger - $0
2 shirts, pair of pants and kick ass heels - $100
Having a lesbian named Tiger ogle your breasts while she slim jims your car - Priceless
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Not hot Hugh not hot at all. But I'm willing to overlook it because in most other arena's he's always so put together (we'll just forget about Van Helsing and that awful weave). Unfortunately the men in my lobby today did not even have the grace to look like that, instead this is what I was treated to.
And a little bit of this.
The only positive thing to come of this was the fact that I laughed so hard I forgot about the aforementioned french bitch. But please gentlemen if you're reading this blog and you own a speedo, burn it with all possible haste. If it's not hot on Mr Jackman I'm pretty sure it's not hot on you.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Monday, April 7, 2008
Saturday, April 5, 2008
Just wanted to share, have a lovely day!