I almost just peed on myself...

Check it out!

Go Obama!

Me and my guy... *sigh*

Isn't he dreamy? *sigh* :)

Does it mean I'm famous...

If I've had my picture taken with two very famous people?



This is us with Sally Field. She was wonderfully polite. I even held her purse... but just for a second. I guess I can look a little shifty at times. ;)



And this is Patty Duke (or Anna as I like to call her... ok, not really, but that's her name!). She was absolutely delightful! Before our pic she even re-tied the bow on my blouse!

yeah

Inspiration...

So I'm not going to get as hot as Pink from eating this...



On a serious note though... a lady who worked at the Academy passed away from brain cancer last weekend. A co-worker is selling cakes (deliciously yummy cakes) to raise money for their cause. By me eating this yummy nummy piece of cake... I'm helping support cancer research.

I'll start watching what I eat again tomorrow.

Shout out...

So I received a couple of emails saying I got a "Shout Out" from another KC Blogger.

Thanks Tony's KC!

I've never considered myself an especially good blogger... actually, I've convinced myself that no one reads it besides myself. Seriously. Through all my trials and tribulations with meeting/discarding different boys, stupid work drama and back troubles, I thought I was pretty boring. OK, well some of the boy stories are good. *wink, wink*

Thank goodness he didn't see the old blog... he and a few friends I have now... remember "Mr. Big Spender" post. OMG was I an angry girl that day! Whew! So glad that I've let that anger go.

My good friend Toast asked about "D" today. "D" is my new guy. She sees my tweets, reads little bits of happiness here and there, and asked if I was keeping MuM as not to jinks it. Yes, I don't want to jinks anything. Things could not be any better with "D" right now... I can feel it (yeah, I already said that)... good things are in store for good ole' Scraps.

In other news, I'm meeting up with Venus of 'In the Kitchen' on Sunday. She's going to make me some yummy nummy food to keep me happy soon. I'll post all about its wonderfulness. I can't wait to try the "puffs of heaven" mashed potatoes. Mmmm, if I wasn't so full of Chipotle goodness right now.

Starting the second job back up tonight... so come have a drink! It may just be on the house.

Yeah, I can feel it...

You know, the flutter... deep inside your stomach when you're so excited and happy and anxious for the next encounter?

Gasp! Its starting... I'm having so much fun!

I just don't want it to end. Maybe this time it doesn't have to?

Exciting times... in Casa 'Scraps

So I met a man... *blush*

Actually, I've known him for years, just not in years. The guy I wanted to talk to? Yeah, its him. He's really come around since the last few times I asked around about him. And he's really, pretty great.

I asked him to meet us for a drink on the 6th... we've pretty much been inseparable since then. Is it smart? *shrug shoulders* Am I moving too fast? *shrug shoulders*

I thought about "playing it cool" about "taking it slow"... but come on! Who are we kidding. Do I "play it cool" and possibly miss out on the one purely spontaneous thing I've ever done? It was SO freaking fun going to the lake on the spur of the moment.

I decided to go for it. Be honest, open, and let him know when I need a break. It will happen and I won't be afraid to take it.

It's crazy. *Yes* But it feels great.

So...

I kissed a boy this weekend... the last time I kissed him was 14 years ago.

And now I'll sit here and daydream. *smiling*

I've been a boring blogger lately...

It's difficult. I truly believe, although I don't always follow through, that if you don't have anything nice to say... shut it.

I have been so preoccupied with pain these days that I haven't blogged about anything in quite some time.

I don't know this will change, but it is my goal.

That being said, I'm in a weird place myself these days. I'm finally getting the pain under control, thank you back surgery, and I'm finding myself wanting more. I'm ready for the love of my life. No shitty ex-husbands, no stupid controlling boyfriends... I want a healthy, loving relationship. I want my fucking prince charming. I deserve it, dammit.

I'm dreaming these crazy dreams... I see myself in these dreams, so unbelievably happy that I'm dancing, twirling, acting like the happiest person to walk this fine earth. I truly don't know if I've been that happy in real life. That's a shame.

I'm not feeling bad about myself, I finally, for the first time, think I have my shit all together. I have a great job, great friends and family, great house all to myself... but I feel like I'm missing something... someone. I just don't know where he is.

I'm not looking... I'm waiting... I'm patient, I know it has to happen.

Tomorrow's the day...

I have been waiting for, for almost a year now.

I have been in excruciating (at times) pain for WAY to long. Tomorrow... it will all be done. NO... I'm not dying!

I'm going under the knife... well, arthroscopic knife, for arthroscopic microdiscectomy. And they'd better give me some drugs, dammit.

I'm done being the way I am today... D-O-N-E... done.

So, I'll write later, so you know I'm still alive.

When things start to go your way...

You wish you had someone to share it with.

I'll admit I've been feeling a little lonely - of the heart.

I want a Jerry... all of my own. Or a Jesse, just someone that makes my heart beat a little faster, my stomach turn, someone that awakens all those butterflies that live in our tummies.

I've been single almost a year now (excluding one non-relationship that almost was, really). And I've been fine.

Now I own a home... with Lucy. And it seems a little sad.

I'm Having a Party!

This Saturday, June 21st... 3pm until whenever.

My very first house, my very first housewarming party.

Email me for directions... or comment, whatever.

You Know Who You Are...

And SHAME ON YOU!

I was just fine, having lots (lots) of great, great of sex with you. And then you went and fucked it all up.

D-day my ass. You're a liar.

I do miss the sex though. That was fun.

Fucker.

Settling in...

So I'm working in Las Vegas for the next week. We're doing a skin course and might be a volunteer for a few skin procedures. Tomorrow through Thursday I might get the following:

Botox (although have fun trying to find the wrinkles)
Collagen lip injections (I think this could be extremely funny)
Laser hair removal (will one session do anything?)
Chemical Peel
Microderm abrasion
Fillers (again, I have no wrinkles)
Vein's laser treated (from all the years of working on my feet)

This could be really interesting. We shall see.

If I do have anything done... I hope to post before/after pics here.

Viva Las Vegas

I leave tomorrow for Las Vegas. I'm working a medical convention on Skin Problems and Diseases.


I'm pretty sure I'll come back having had a few procedures done: Botox, fillers (for ALL of those wrinkles I have... or not), and collagen lip injections.

Apparently according to Nevada law, our teaching physicians can't do the procedures on the convention attendees (who usually volunteer), so its up to staff to volunteer.

Sure, poke me, prod me, make me look like Angelina Jolie!


Haha, we'll see.

I Have a New Boyfriend!

Dexter just doesn't know it yet...

I *heart* you Dex.

Bad pic... but can't find the camera cord...

Goodness! The light makes my teeth look crazy... ewww... Well, I guess technically they could have been "wine teeth". haha

Rewind 10 years...

Scraps is going PLATINUM...

And no, I didn't cut and album.

I am a homeowner.

I am a homeowner... can you believe it?!? I don't think I can.

Well, my sore aching muscles in my arms, legs and back believe it. :) I can't lift my hands above my head at the moment. Its really funny.

Before I met my realtor at the house to head to closing on Tuesday, I stopped at Lowe's for two things. I got 2 bungie cords, to keep the fence closed so Lucy doesn't run for freedom. And I got a fushia plant to hang on the front porch.

My Grandpa owned a plant business for 20 years. I remember being about 12 years old and falling in love with a plant my Grandpa showed me. It was a fushia plant. I wanted my Grandpa with me from the start of owning my own home. I know he'd be proud of me. I wish he could have seen the place. Now he's there.

Painting the bedrooms should be finished tonight... I'll pick up a garage door opener on the way home... Doggie door is installed as is the microwave and dishwasher... carpets get cleaned tomorrow...

Saturday is moving day. I cannot wait.