Deep Down In The Heart Of Texas

Since I have decided to move I have had numerous things come out of the woodwork; men, promotions, money… men. Crazy that these men folk have had ample time to get their acts together but NO! Right as I am about to leave (in a week) they can’t get enough. Don’t go Betty, stay here and date me Betty…. Where the hell was all of this when I was going through my dating drought?!?!?!

There are things I will most definitely miss about this place (Utah). I will miss having everyone around me being my same religion, the mountains, my job and the wonderful people that I have gotten to know over the years.

I will not miss the following… BYU students walking in front of my car with no regards to whether I am at a safe stopping distance or not, The levels of passive aggressive that some people have managed to reach, and having my desk at work 10 feet from the bathroom…. especially on Mexican food day. I about died after 3 of the men folk walked out of the bathroom. No amount of spray potpourri can cover that stench….. gag!

I will miss being the only female on staff and having belching contests and playing ‘Texas Hold Em’ with the men. I will miss having all attention on me when I wear skirts to work. I’ll miss the Dr. Pepper stash that the men keep because they know it’s my favorite beverage of all time, and the fart sessions the men have to see how I’ll react. After gassing everyone out of the building the first time it stopped having an effect but it was really interesting the amount of cologne and different scents that I would smell after ‘Fart-Outs’.

Veronica thinks I’m off my friggin rocker! Personally I don’t blame her and if I was in her situation looking in I would question my sanity too. I just want everyone to understand that what I’m doing and where I am going is where I feel like I need to be.

Being Wooed

I work at an all male company. As much as I love being the only woman at my job, it has become necessary to leave and make my way in the world elsewhere. Don’t worry, sexual harassment wasn’t an issue… those men know better :)

Apparently my company was looking to promote me with a big fat raise to go along with it! Great! Right as I’m moving out of state they decide to promote me! Are you kidding me? Don’t get me wrong, I work my cute little butt off but I honestly can’t believe that they wouldn’t let me know about this until I told them I was leaving. Are they trying to lure me back? I have never been ‘wooed’ before by an employer, so this is brand spankin’ new territory for me!

Even though moving out of state is what I know is right, it still doesn’t make it any easier to have money and promotions thrown at me! Good Gravy!

What is a cute little blonde to do?

MIA or climbing back up from falling off the face of the earth...

Well, I am not going to lie, Betty has always been more computer savvy than I. Do not lose faith, I have read "Idiot's Guide to Blogging" Chapter 1 and I now feel adept enough to thrust my thoughts upon you. Not that my thoughts are anything exciting to you, unless of course you enjoy cheap wine and reruns of 'Sex and the City.'

Speaking of cheap wine... My significant other, Archie, turned me on to an amazing store called World Market, which happened to be having a sale on (my favorite) red wine! (Cheap wine even cheaper!) Archie loves Chardonnays too, so we stocked up on a few of our faves... (1 Cab, 2 Shiraz, 2 Chards, and a Riesling in a black cat bottle to add to our Halloween decorations.) Upon further exploration of the store I stumbled across a fascinating discovery! GERMAN APPLE WINE... My thought process, I like apples, I like wine, I've never been there but I hear Germany is nice, WE MUST TRY THIS WINE! Archie is in and we pay for our hoard of wine (which is good because the store closed 5 minutes ago.) And we scuttle home with our stash.

As we unpacked our collection we discussed which wine we should begin with. Cab? No. Shiraz? Eh... Apple Wine? Why yes, I love apple cider, I'm sure I would love apple wine.

We cooked our left overs for dinner, found a good movie, and poured our Apple Wine... And...

BLECK!!! IT WAS TERRIBLE!!!

Archie, somehow, finished half of the bottle, I could barely take 3 sips.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Enjoying wine is an acquired taste, enjoying Apple Wine requires lack of taste buds.