YES! I’m jumping on this too. I have no doubt the majority of you have seen this going around, if not done it yourself. I think it’s absolutely a lot of fun, and couldn’t NOT do it, myself.
If you really knew me…
>> you’d know I’ve moved 24 times and foresee many more to come.
>> you’d know I’ve gone on major spending sprees in the past, plunking down $500-$2300 in a day but I no longer do that.
>> you’d know the first pair of designer jeans I bought 8 years ago for $218, are jeans I still own and wear to this day.
>> you’d know my favorite ice cream is mint chocolate chip (the green kind).
>> you’d know I hardly ever wore shorts in my 20’s because I thought my legs were too chunky. How stupid was I?!
>> you’d know I now own 9 pair of shorts and the number continues to grow.
>> you’d know I had no intention of staying in my current apartment for more than 6 months and even told my landlord this…but still find myself here almost 3 years later.
>> you’d know I sell lia sophia jewelry and am darn good at it.
>> you’d know that every time I step inside my dark apartment late at night and close the door, I imagine someone coming out of the darkness and attacking me.
>> you’d know that G-man believes I’m addicted to chapstick. And on the off chance I have him hold it for me while we’re out, he won’t give it to me when I ask for it because he thinks it’s “helping me” break the habit.
>> you’d know I used to always be in chat rooms back in the 90’s (when they used to be cool). But only the clean ones. I’d always leave when things got inappropriate.
>> you’d know I’m an open book and have never been good at hiding my emotions.
>> you’d know in college I had a running bet with a guy friend on who would cry first. and that 1 1/2 years later on the phone, he was telling me of his breakup and mentioned he cried, to which I cut him off and yelled, ‘haha you cried, you lose!’ I’ve never been prouder of myself.
>> you’d know I now cry over every little thing. Happy, sad, laughing, depressed, angry. You name it, I instantly choke up…and that I blame age for this.
>> you’d know I hate to stand and talk to people without some form of support against me, like a wall, a car, a counter. Without it, I’m miserable (physically and mentally).
>> you’d know I have very morbid bathroom dreams that always involve one or more people one way or another watching me go…*cough* number 2. Different settings, different people, different languages (like Russian) but a constant dream for the past 17 years.
I had to end on a good note.. *ahem*
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Wednesday, July 18, 2012
If you really knew me…
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Bring you up to “speed”
I can’t say what it is, but something about eluding a cop makes me all sorts of happy.
On my way to work the other day, I went to pass a car on a back road 2 lane highway, and as I’m gunning it, getting right along side her, I see faaaaaar off on the horizon a black car with a white top coming toward us.
It can only mean 1 thing: CHP. I slam on my brakes, get back behind her and go the slow slow speed, waiting for him to drive past.
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As he does, I have this huge smile on my face as he stares me down. I started to laugh right then. He can’t get me, I’m going the speed limit… I was doing the whole, ‘he ain’t got nothin’ on me!’ thing, when he flips a U behind me. At this point I’m talking to myself. ‘I don’t know what he’s doing…he can’t pull me over…I did nothing wrong…let’s see him try…’ and after 2 minutes of this, he turns down a road. But the whole rest of the way, I was convinced! he was tracking me.
Which he wasn’t…
I love eluding cops! Its such a victorious feeling.
Moving on – over a week ago, a co worker of mine, who’s in no way a friend, acquaintance or will ever be for that matter; called me “Em”. I did a double take when she said this, thinking who does she think she is calling me a nickname?? It was odd and in truth, made me a little uncomfortable. I barely have my friends call me Em, let alone a virtual stranger who didn’t seek my permission.
If you ever get an email from me, you’ll see I sign it “Em” but that’s only because I’m too lazy to type the full Emily over and over again…
Any way, fast forward to last Thursday, walking through the office, another co worker calls me Em. I stopped and asked her why she was calling me that and she said a co worker who has authority in the office, told EVERYONE in their sales meeting that I want to be called Em…or “M” as they’re saying.
I never said this!! Now everyone is calling me Em and I can’t even tell you how annoying it is. Its so bizarre!
In other news – My wonderful mom brought to my attention, after my forgetful post, that I was in a head on collision. Head vs windshield and the windshield won, which could very well explain why I can’t remember my childhood, not to mention my 19-20 year since it happened when I was 18.
But after she pointed that out, I remembered all my head injuries I’ve had. I’ve had 2 medically confirmed concussions, but I’ve probably had a total of 3..maybe 4. This makes complete sense why a lot of my memory has faded. My head is all screwed up!
Is it weird I’m a little relieved we figured it out?
Thus concludes a random post by yours truly.
Friday, June 8, 2012
And the smarty pants are…
Before I reveal who in fact got the answer correctly, let me first give you the answer as well as what’s behind the answer from the riddle yesterday.
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She was hoping that the guy would appear at the funeral again.
If you answered correctly, you think like a psychopath. {nice, right?}
Supposedly it’s a psychoanalysis test created by a famous American Psychologist that is used to test if one has the same mentality as a killer. Many arrested serial killers took part in the test and answered the question correctly.
Now, whether or not this is 100% accurate is debatable. But let me now go ahead and let you know who exactly got the answer correctly...to uhh, maybe watch yourself in case you’re around them.
Wendy
Katie
Daisy
..and well, myself.
If you answered it wrong, don’t you feel a little better about yourself, now?
As my mom says, to you know, cover up the fact we all think like serial killers…that instead, we think like cops..who need to think along the lines of a killer.
Makes it a little bit less hard to take, don’t you think?
Have a wonderfully safe and murder free weekend, everyone!
Thursday, March 29, 2012
You’re in for a treat
It’s a vlog! Could you have asked for anything better on this Thursday? I didn’t think so.
A few things; Its my first…so be gentle. I say ‘stupid’ a few times..and ‘and then’ no and then... and I giggle at my own answers. Its just how I roll.
Picture of the feet…as I mentioned. Red from them heating up.
My favorite verses:
1 Peter 5:8-11
Be of sober spirit, be on the alert. Your adversary, the devil, prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour.
But resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same experiences of suffering are being accomplished by your brethren who are in the world.
After you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace, who called you to His eternal glory in Christ, will Himself perfect, confirm, strengthen and establish you.
To Him be dominion forever and ever. Amen.
Thanks again everyone for the questions. If you want to ship me Dunkin’…remember, I’m happy to give my address.
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Thursday, January 12, 2012
I’m a coper, you’re a coper, we’re all copers
Its been 1 whole week I’ve been Facebook free. How oh how have I done it?!!?
Pretty darn easily, if I do say so myself.
In this week, I’ve been on it twice and that’s only because I helped 2 people on 2 separate occasions in their own Facebook accounts.
I haven’t missed it one single day.
Have I been on the internet less since? – No! I still manage to find other sites to suck my time up, so I’m still working on that, but its nice being ‘free’.
Have I started to build better relationships with my Facebook friends since? – No! I’ve only talked to 3 of the 132 friends I’ve had on there. But in all fairness, we weren’t really talking when I was on Facebook.
However, I have been communicating more with one since leaving. Hi Annie!!! *waving*
A week later I still don’t regret my decision to delete my Facebook account.
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In other coping news, I’m coping with not having G-man around since Sunday. No worries, I’m not Debbie Downer over here. It is what it is.
I miss his company, humor, passion over football and the conversations he’d have with me as if I were his ‘guy friend’ talking stats and football history. My eyes may glaze and my ears may get a ringing sound where I only comprehend every 3rd word, but I sit there, give him full eye contact and with a smile nod my head and say ‘hhmm’ when needed.
It makes me feel special that he wants to share something he’s so passionately into with me. So I’m happy to “listen”.
Over the course of me jabbering about the G-man, I’ve had several people ask me to post a picture of him.
I wish I could. …but I can’t.
I somehow have led people to believe his line of work prevents me to post it, and part of me wants you to keep believing that, because that’s just cool sounding. Not to say it isn’t entirely true. His line of work can put him in danger. He does travel overseas, where I never say the country, because its for his safety.
But when it comes to the picture, its simply because he does not want me to post it.
I’ve asked. Waited a few months and asked again and each time its always no. I’m not going to ever post a picture without his authorization, so until that time, I’ll continue to show his hand, or arm, or back.
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He’s a private man, this one. He doesn’t like being all over the internet. He still doesn’t grasp me blogging and I just about never bring it up to him. He actually doesn’t even read my blog. {shocker?} As he puts it, he doesn’t want to interfere with my creativity by reading it. Meaning…he doesn’t want to read it, not like it and tell me how much he doesn’t like it, so he just doesn’t read it.
For the record, I got him to read my first two posts when I first started, to get his opinion. We were both nervous. Him, because he knew if it sucked, he’d tell me and didn’t want to hurt my feelings and me because I knew if he thought it sucked, he’d tell me…and it would hurt my feelings.
In the end, he thought I actually wrote quite well, but declared he wouldn’t read anymore…the creativity and all.
So in the meantime, we all are going to have to continue to cope with the fact that I can’t share with you my one and only G-man. But one day, my friends. One day I will get that approval and you can bet your fanny I will post my little heart out until he or you scream stop.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
I’d like to introduce myself
I have a few new followers so I just wanted to say, Hi, welcome! I’m glad to have you here and definitely a little tickled (ok, more than tickled) you want to read what I have to say. =)
Who wants a mini bio? I’d love to officially introduce myself.
Emily’s the name, last names aren’t my game. I keep my last name private, to keep some sense of restraint and mystery.
I’m 29, on the brink of hitting 30 and the youngest of 4…as you may have seen yesterday.
G-man and I have been together for 3 years and 10 months. We’ve had our moments in that time, but I love him with all that I have and eagerly await the future.
In that 3 years 10 months, we’ve lived apart for 3 years. It’s been long distance almost the entire time. I think I could write a book on how to do it. Stay tuned for the future ‘love story’…
Within that time, he’s been on 1 deployment, moved 5 times and I’ve moved 3. Bringing MY moving total to 24 times, and I foresee many more moves in my future. But all 24 times have all been in 3 states. CA, NV and UT. I’m a west coast girl born and bred, where I can tell you what a ‘dry heat’ feels like and how to ‘rock’ your car back and forth to get it unstuck from the snow.
I thought I wanted to be a model when I was 19, so I took classes, got my zed card (or like 100 of them) and did a couple things. Even moved to Los Angeles to pursue it, but all the agencies told me I was ‘too commercial’ for what they wanted and ended up having to work 2 jobs to survive.
I got to be an extra in a commercial with Carrot Top, movies called America’s Sweethearts and The Bookie and was in the audience for The Weakest Link and a talk show that failed.
I’m all about sports, playing volleyball, basketball and track in high school and getting to play Volleyball in college. And playing any sports now for fun. Except when it comes to Volleyball. I don’t like playing ‘for fun’ with people who don’t know how to play. I can’t do it. It’s not fun to me and I just end up being frustrated.
I’ve always been the ‘good girl’ and never had the desire to be anything other. Even working in a prison for 6 years, I was still the ‘good girl’ which meant a lot of Officers didn’t trust me since they thought I would ‘snitch’ on them when they did bad. But even this good girl slips up and follows along to keep another Officer in trouble from getting fired, which meant I could have been fired for what I did. (ironically he was fired a few years later for something similar)
My ultimate dream job would be being the fitness model you see in magazines or online showing you the step by step workout moves. I’d love to do that since it would mean I’d be in phenomenal shape and I wouldn’t have to look at the camera and ‘be pretty’.
My weakness is mint chocolate chip ice cream or Blue Bunny’s cherry chocolate bordeaux. mmmm, just had me some last night. I think that that’s the #1 most important thing for a single woman to have in her freezer, her favorite ice cream and I think it can make all things better.
So now you have a little taste of me. =) Is there anything else you’d like to know? Ask me anything and I’ll answer…just about anything. 
Friday, May 6, 2011
Awards and too much thought, or lack of
First though, I have to eat some words of mine…I have a problem.. It’s called speaking before I should. It’s a nasty disease. As we all know, yesterday I said my SIL resigned from our game. I created this big ol’ reason in my head why she would and then when I opened up Words w/Friends yesterday my BIL had resigned. I immediately texted asking why and he said, he didn’t but the GAME ITSELF resigns you if you don’t log in after so many days…
Are we all catching on?? Yeah…I totally jumped the gun, and assumed she did it on purpose. I’m good at thinking way too much.
Now on the FLIP side when I don’t think at all (and also don’t get my morning coffee…) I go to pump gas in my car and instead grab the diesel pump and actually put it in my tank. Thank you Jesus it wouldn’t fit and I then realized I grabbed the wrong handle. Let’s not think about what kind of damage that would have cost.
For the record…I’ve never done that before EVER!
Now on to some awesome award questions and happiness, it’s Friday after all!
1. Thank the person who gave the award to you and link back to them.
Dear sweet and darling Katie, thank you oh so much for giving me this coveted award. I will cherish it always. I really am tickled you chose me. You’re so fun to chat w/through comments and emails…and you don’t mind taking my smack talk w/Words. I like you!
2. Tell seven random facts about yourself.
- I don’t turn the tv on until after 5pm every day, even though I’m home all day long.
- I can shoot a Ruger Mini 14 Rifle better with my left hand than my right, and I’m right handed.
- I could eat cheese for breakfast lunch and dinner every day. I love all cheeses, except nasty blue cheese. Ick x20.
- In college I was jumped by 7 girls. They duct taped my hands and feet and carried me to a bench on the lawn, duct taped me to the bench and proceeded to throw/dump/pour every possible condiment on me, welcoming me into Circus Hall. (I have pictures too)
- In my 29 years I’ve moved 24 times.
- My sister and I look nothing alike. If you saw us standing next to each other, you’d never know we were sisters.
- Every time either Ever After or Pride and Prejudice (Keira Knightley version) is on tv, I have to turn it on and watch it.
3. Share the love and pass this award to newly discovered bloggers.
Ok, so they may not all be newly discovered but these are the awesome bloggers I chose.
Emily at Meme & He – We share the same name which instantly makes her awesome. But then I read her blog and her awesomeness surpasses mine. So adorable and has a great eye for thrifty fashion finds!
Sam at fitness food and faith – She’s actually the very first blog I followed. I love her sweet spirit. She has great healthy recipes, always kind words to take away and I love reading about her love and admiration for her husband and family.
Tatiana at Living life and loving it – She is hilarious! And her baby, Giada is beyond adorable. It’s so fun joking around w/her. Our personalities are a lot alike and it’s real easy (probably too easy) to be sarcastic w/her…and get ghettofied.
Alright ladies, I now dub you all…Versatile Bloggers! (did you feel the sword on each shoulder? That means, it’s officially official.)
Have an absolutely gorgeous weekend.
G-man took this from his lanai a few days ago. Amazing isn’t it?
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Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Yippy skippy
Aren't you all tickled pink (get it? it's pink) that you're going to learn 7 things about me that you never ever knew before?
I thought so. Would you like me to continue to stall to build up the anticipation of the moment...or jump right in?
What? Jump right in? Okie dokie then.
- I have watched the movie Tremors soooo many times that I can practically say every line while watching it. It's a fantastically hilarious movie if you haven't seen it. GO, go now,(well after you finish reading of course) and rent it...no! buy it. You'll thank me after.
- At 21 I believed the only way I could quit my job in Vegas was to tell them that I was moving out of the state. So I up and moved to Los Angeles. They liked me so much I didn't know how to quit, get another job and stay in the city. I was young, haha.
- My junior year in HS I broke my foot in the middle of basketball season yet still played the rest of the season on it. Truth be told, I didn't know it was broken until after State competition. It hurt like a mug though.
- I absolutely positively figuratively and literally hate, loathe, despise anything casserole. Do not give it to me as a dinner, I will not be able to stomach it.
- I am a coffee snob. I only drink Dunkin Donut that I have delivered to me every few months.
- In all my 29 years, I've only had 1 real boyfriend, yep you guessed it, G-man. <I don't count the unfortunate 4 months in college with a name I still keep from my mouth to this day, besides, 4 months at 18 isn't real.>
- I follow recipes to. the. T. Only recently have I begun to add my own spin on them.
*Random Tip: Read a recipe BEFORE you make it, not as you go along, so you are prepared for the next step coming otherwise you make a mistake and can't go back...like learning you are supposed to saute the onions before putting them in the biscuit mix.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Answers to questions
Yeah I've got questions...he he. My husband and I love all the cop shows and the behind the bars shows. So I am fascinated with the fact that you made it to Sargent! (Love it!) I'm sure you saw some stuff that was horrendous and I thank you for maintaining the yuckiest people around and risking your life to keep the public safe. Which prisons did you work at? How were the men's attitude that you worked with? That's a start in questions....start you off easy
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