Today's dilemma...

I'm trying to get pictures together to fill frames to display around my place. Question of the day (I know I'm going to get a lot of grief for this one): I have a picture of me with someone that I don't particularly like that much anymore. The problem is, I look really good in the picture. Do I still put it up? And no, I'm not going to say whose picture it is. I'm not that mean. Really, I'm not.

Weekend Update

Christine's been getting on me to update my blog so here it is. I don't really have anything exciting to report and I haven't seen any stupidity that deserves comments. I bowled badly this week, I spent a lot of money on stuff for my house, and had someone come over to bake some things in my kitchen leaving me the mess to clean up. Typical week.

Today was daylight savings time here so I'll be an extra hour ahead of the US for the next week. This means that I will only be able to IM/email people for 2 hours of my work day. This is not good. DST especially sucks when you're up until 5am and realize it's actually 6am already. Oops, my bad. I guess that's what I get for finally getting a life. :) Oh, and maybe next time remember to turn the alarm ON so you wake up before 1, ass.

I've realized that Germany's weather is everything I've been told. I was supposed to go wandering around Frankfurt with some peeps until we realized it was supposed to rain all day. I'm beginning to think we should have gone anyway since I may never get to see anything if I wait until the weather is decent. Here's the forecast for this week:

Tonight: Showers
Monday: Showers
Tuesday: Showers
Wednesday: Showers
Thursday: Showers
Friday: Showers
Saturday: Scattered Showers
Sunday: Showers

Check out weather.com if you don't believe me. :)

Upon further review, I don't like any pics I currently have of my house... but here's one of some horses in my front yard near the garage where Scarlett is chillin. SWEET.

Tara: a good joke 24/7 :)

Yesterday was the ultimate slam on Tara for being single day. It felt like Valentine’s Day all over again. As if I need constant reminders to point out the obvious. I had all of my household goods delivered (one month early!!) One of the movers and the quality control guy both commented on separate occasions that I needed to get married as my place was big enough to two. Thanks for making me feel better.

The next example was not exclusive to yesterday… but it still came up. In fact, I would say I get it every day. Whenever I meet a new person, they ask me what my husband does. The first response that comes to my mind: do you think I would go anywhere without wearing the huge engagement ring that I would require to get married? Trust me, you’d know if I was married because I’d be sporting a sweet rock 24/7. When I say I’m single, they ask what I did in the military. Apparently to be a female civilian working overseas requires marriage (females obviously can’t get jobs without spousal preference) or prior military service (because who else would be crazy enough to randomly move to another country… er, except me).

When I say I have neither a hubby nor retirement pay, I get the best looks of confusion. When they find out how old I am it gets even better. They assume I’m in my 30s because of my crazy ass decision to move here and my job position. It’s fabulous. I think I might start making up some sweet stories. Examples: my first 3 marriages didn’t work out, I was supposed to be a German mail order bride but it didn't work out, I’ve had my face lifted twice and lie about my age, etc.