Kerry'd Away

Today was one of those days when I wish that I was a drinker. I would be three sheets to the wind right now if that was the case. I was at work yesterday, on a Sunday, from noon to 7. This morning I was in at a little after 7… and left twelve hours later. Yes, I worked through lunch and everything. My coworker, however, didn’t feel that it was necessary to work through his lunch. I think that he put in an entire 15 minutes extra tonight. I sure hope that he didn’t exhaust himself!

Yes, I’m a bit grumpy. For one thing I accidentally left my allergy medicine at Jay’s and I can’t get anymore until later this week. So my sinuses are stuffed. Plus, I just went to turn on my heated mattress pad to start warming up the bed and guess what I found? Somebody had hacked up a nice little present for me. So now the sheets are in the washer and I need to get a clean set out of the closet. *sigh*

Do you know where I would like to be right now? Cuddled up to my sweetie…

My camera doesn’t take very good pictures in low light. But that’s okay. I know how hot he is in person and that’s all that matters to me. Plus, he’s very comfortable. When he’s sitting like this I help myself to his shoulder and his blanket. It works out nicely for me. lol

Do you want to hear the definition of irony?? Irony – when Kerry has to leave Jay’s house at 11 a.m. on a Sunday so that she can be to work by noon, and Jay has the night off. 😦  I figure that it’s just God’s sense of humor since he knows that in less than three weeks I will be with Jay for slightly over a week on our vacation. Poor Jay! Don’t you feel bad for him? lol

We had dinner with his dad and sister this weekend. That was a nice dinner. Interesting in some respects and somewhat revealing to me in others. The most interesting thing was when his dad told me that the entire family loves me and they all feel that Jay has found a really great woman, FINALLY. lol. From what I’ve heard he hasn’t really had the best taste in women prior to me. Later I was joking with him and said that he is stuck with me now because if something were to happen and we break up, his entire family is going to be upset. Starting with his mom and grandma (who are the biggest sweethearts).

Anyway, I just have to make it through a few more days and then I get a long weekend with Jay. I can’t wait. I start missing him as soon as I begin packing up my stuff to head home on Sundays. Yes, I have it bad.

I honestly have no idea how long this song has been out, but it has managed to get stuck in my head. I love the tune, and especially the chorus. It’s so nice to hear music on the pop stations that actually have music going on beneath the singing instead of just some kind of beat.

The only thing about this song is that I don’t understand it. Maybe I’m just dense. Perhaps I’m so used to my country songs where, for the most part, you can understand what’s going on in the song and it makes sense. I looked up the lyrics to “We Are Young” and I still don’t understand what’s going on. You see, when I listen to a song I imagine what’s going on in it, in my head. It plays like a miniature music video. I’m unable to do that with this song. Maybe you can help me to understand it?

The first part starts out like this:

Give me a second,
I need to get my story straight
My friend’s are in the bathroom getting higher than the
empire state
My lover she’s waiting for me just across the bar
My seat’s been taken by some sunglasses asking about a
scar, and
I know I gave it to you months ago
I know you’re trying to forget
But between the drinks and subtle things
Though holes in my apologies
I’m trying hard to take it back
So if by the time the bar closes
And you feel like falling down
I’ll carry you home
Tonight

In my head I see this guy standing at one end of the bar talking to… an ex-girlfriend? And why does he have to get his story straight? Is he getting it straight to tell the ex or to tell the lover who is sitting across the bar? And who is the guy in sunglasses sitting next to? The lover or the ex? Plus, it sounds like he’s badgering his ex-girlfriend. He says, “I know you’re trying to forget..” If she’s trying to forget then just leave her alone! Also, if you messed up and she’s the one who has the scar that you gave to her, then I don’t think that you telling her that you’ll take her home tonight is a good thing. Or am I misunderstanding something? Perhaps it’s the fact that he’s not using the English language properly because I’m assuming that when he says that his friends are getting higher than the empire state, that he’s referring to the building and not New York itself. Technically New York is The Empire State. You can get a lot higher than NY because it borders Canada, not to mention the New England states.

The chorus is just a bunch of him trying to sweet talk her about how young they are and they can set the world on fire, etc.

The next verse goes like this:

Now I know that I’m not
All that you got
I guess that I
Just thought maybe we could find a ways to fall apart
But our friends qre back
So let’s raise a toast
Cause I found someone to carry me home

Umm…. did she agree to go home with him? Is that why he’s raising a toast? And what about the other girl sitting across the bar? The only thing that I can figure is that he’s so trashed already that he doesn’t understand what he’s saying and that’s why it’s not making any sense to me. “Now I know that I’m not all that you got. I guess that I just thought maybe we could find a ways to fall apart.” Is he saying that he knows his ex-girlfriend has other options other than him, but he was hoping that she would give in and give him another chance for at least one night? And did she fall for it? Is her name Rhianna???

Like I said, I love the tune and how it all flows. It’s a fun song to sing along with. I just don’t understand what it’s telling me. lol Yes, you are allowed to tell me that I’m putting way too much thought into this. 🙂

This is how I felt at work this afternoon. I felt like curling up in my cubicle and going to sleep. Ugh. I’m not sure if I somehow got glutened (which doesn’t make sense because I ate the lunch that I packed myself) or if I somehow picked up a bug. If I did get a bug I’m hoping that it’s just a 24 hour one because I have too much to do this weekend to be laying around. That and I want to see Jay. If I’m feeling ill then I will have to stay home because I don’t want him to get what I have.

I feel like I’ve been punched in the stomach. I’m not nauseous or even have a stomach ache. It just feels like I’ve done a million sit ups, but it’s all in one area. I was fine until after lunch (thus the reason why being glutened sneaks into my mind). The only thing that I can think is that possibly there were crumbs in the area around the microwave and I might have accidentally picked up some and ingested them in some way. We are all grown women and yet those who use the toaster never clean up after themselves. It’s a bit frustrating.

When I finally got home I laid down and took an hour long nap. Then I thought that maybe I should try to eat something because I was feeling a little bit hungry. It’s so weird to feel hungry, but not want to eat. I had a baked potato hoping that would help. It is sitting like a rock in my stomach now. *sigh* This sucks. I hate feeling like this. All that I want to do is crawl into bed and have somebody rub my back. The cats are unwilling to indulge me, though. Oh well. I hope that you all are feeling much better than I am!

Sometimes I wonder how a person who can have such a strong opinion on something can suddenly reverse themselves. Or how somebody who should have a strong opinion can seemingly forgive another person and take them back. Am I being too cryptic? Maybe I can illustrate my thoughts a little better.

If you don’t know who this couple is, you might remember their story. Rhianna and Chris Brown are Pop/R&B singers who used to date. They decided to break up after the court ordered Brown to stay away from Rhianna with a restraining order. This was brought about by the severe beating that Brown gave to Rhianna after the Grammy’s award show a few years ago. If you didn’t hear about this beating I want to let you read about how horrible it was so that you can get an idea of where I’m going with my train of thought. This is from PerezHilton.com and here are a couple of excerpts (Rhianna is referred to as Robyn F):

“Robyn F. turned to face Brown and he punched her in the left eye with his right hand. He then drove away in the vehicle and continued to punch her in the face with his right hand while steering the vehicle with his left hand. The assault caused Robyn F.’s mouth to fill with blood and blood to splatter all over her clothing and the interior of the vehicle.

Brown looked at Robyn F. and stated, ‘I’m going to beat the sh– out of you when we get home! You wait and see!’ ”

Now, this fight was inspired by the fact that Rihanna had discovered a text conversation on Chris’ phone from a woman whom he had a sexual relationship with in the past. He didn’t like her questioning him about it and this was when he started punching her. Nice, eh? Here’s a little more from PerezHilton.com:

“Brown pulled Robyn F. close to him and bit her on her left ear. She was able to feel the vehicle swerving from right to left as Brown sped away. He stopped the vehicle in front of 333 North June Street and Robyn F. turned off the car, removed the key from the ignition and sat on it.

Brown did not know what she did with the key and began punching her in the face and arms. He then placed her in a head lock positioning the front of her throat between his bicep and forearm. Brown began applying pressure to Robyn F.’s left and right carotid arteries, causing her to be unable to breathe and she began to lose consciousness.”

Apparently his mother never taught him that you don’t hit girls. What kills me about this whole story is that after everything was said and done he has never really acted like he was sorry for his behavior towards Rhianna. He is more upset that despite the fact that it’s been a few years since this ‘incident’, he’s still being questioned about it from the media. What does he expect? Of course, what sickens me even more is the most recent developments. Can you believe that Rhianna actually has spent time with him and has recorded a few songs with him??!! She shouldn’t even be letting him near her! If it was me I would not speak to him ever again. EVER.

What kind of example does this give to our younger generations? That if you beat up on a girl it’s okay, they’ll forgive you? Or if you’re a girl then you should expect a beating now and again, but you shouldn’t hold that against a guy? How are we supposed to instill confidence in our daughters and show them what it means to be treated like a woman if this is what they are seeing in the news?? It really sickens me to my core.

Do you know what else sickens me to my core? People who have such strong opinions about others, and then suddenly reverse themselves. The classic example of this is Jane Austen’s “Pride and Prejudice”.

The story starts with Elizabeth Bennett having a bad attitude regarding Mr. Darcy based upon her observations of him and what she has overheard him saying regarding her family and her friends. He basically looks down upon them all as country bumpkins and beneath his notice. She looks upon him as a city snob who doesn’t deserve her attention. Throughout the book they are randomly thrown into each others company where they orally spar and each walks away thinking that they have gotten one up on the other. Except, a monkey wrench is thrown into things when Darcy suddenly declares to her that he would like to marry her despite her family and the baggage that comes along with them. She doesn’t take to that wording too kindly and basically tells him where he can go with his marriage proposal. Enter into the mix some horrible decision making by one of Elizabeth’s younger sisters and Darcy comes running to the rescue, though she didn’t know it at the time. Thus at the end of the book Elizabeth and Darcy can declare their undying, and very passionate, love for each other.

I suppose that some might find that to be romantic. I find it to be annoying. How in the world can you have such a strong dislike, almost bordering on hate, for another person and suddenly in the blink of an eye be passionately in love with them? I  know that I’ve been told in the past that to truly love somebody you must have just as passionate feelings for them on the other end as well. You must expect to be able to fight as passionately with them as you love them. I can understand that… to a point.

Can you really and truly think the most awful things of a person at one point in time, and then turn your opinion around 180 degrees? If I thought that somebody was a complete scoundrel with no moral fiber and was the worst type of man I could think of, then he would REALLY have to go above and beyond to prove to me that he wasn’t everything that I thought of him and more. Especially if I had grown up with him, somewhat, and knew what he was like back then. That would just cement my thoughts on who he truly was. Maybe I’m just weird. Or maybe I’m being unrealistic. Either way, it has me puzzled.

I am having a WILD and CRAZY Friday night! Woo-hoo!! I’ve spent the last four hours balancing my check book and washing laundry because Chester is puking a lot lately. Fun, eh?

I’m probably one of the few people who actually still balance their check book. My sister keeps an eye on the balance via the computer, but I still like to make sure that my numbers match what the credit union says that I have in there. Is it the accountant in me? More than likely it is. Since buying the house and working on it I haven’t taken the time to balance anything. Needless to say, I’ve had to do some catching up. It has lightened up my purse, though. Every time I use my debit card I keep the receipt and once I balance my check book for the month it gets stapled to my statement. Again, I’m an accountant. What do you expect? lol

Are you wondering why I’m spending my Friday night balancing my check book? It’s because my dearest Mr. Hot Stuff has an all day training tomorrow, starting at 8 a.m., so he didn’t think that it made sense for me to go over to his house after work. It’s a 55 minute drive for me and he didn’t want me sitting around his house by myself tomorrow while he’s at the training. I haven’t seen him since Sunday, though, so I’m really missing him bad right now. This is the first weekend in quite a while that we haven’t seen each other starting Friday night. *sigh* It’s okay. I haven’t let the tears short out my keyboard. Of course, Bob isn’t happy that I’m using his tail to wipe them away.

I had a strange dream that woke me up last night with my heart racing and the desire to hug Jay tight so that the bad thoughts would go away. I’m still not sure what was going on, but in the dream we were visiting my parents. Jay had gone outside to smoke and I was playing with the cats in the living room. My mom had taken the dogs outside or something and she suddenly started yelling for my dad. He was in the bathroom, though, so I went to see what was going on. Jay was looking at something from his spot on the deck so I went out to see what he was looking at (whatever it was, that’s what my mom was freaking out about). As I walked up to him we heard some noise from the woods on the right and before I knew it Jay was shoving me to the ground and telling me to get down. He then threw himself over me to protect me, and all that I could see was a little bit, but I saw this guy run out with a pack of dogs and a rifle. I don’t know why Jay didn’t want him to see us, but he was after something that had run across the back yard. I didn’t know if the guy was a threat or if the thing he was after was the threat, but either way I was scared. That’s when I woke up. If I’m at Jay’s and I have a bad dream I can usually just hug him tight and that makes me feel better. Even if he laughs at me when I tell him what the dream was about.

Can I ask a silly question? What is it with the sudden need for people to take off and have extravagant bachelor/bachelorette parties? I’ve heard of people going to Vegas, the beach, the mountains, etc for an entire weekend-long party. I don’t understand it. I know that your best man/maid of honor are the ones who are supposed to organize and pay for it, but is that really fair to them? I wouldn’t want my sister or Pauline (they are going to be my only bridesmaids… if I get married) taking on that kind of expense for me. I would much rather have them spend it on themselves or the dress that they have to buy. Maybe I’m just not the party girl type, so that type of event doesn’t hold any kind of appeal to me. In fact, if I ever get married I would be completely fine if I didn’t have a bachelorette party at all. My idea of a good time is going with my friends to get pedicures and then maybe heading somewhere that had a gluten free menu so that I could enjoy a nice lunch that didn’t consist of a salad.

I don’t have much else to say. I just wanted to leave you with a smile on your face, so I added a picture of Joey. Isn’t he adorable?? 🙂