trash day or something

monday. as if it didnt already bring a bad vibe. i get home from work to find a post it on my door. from judy. the landlord. who i used to think was a sweet. kind. older woman. almost like a grandmother. the lady who vacations in the winter in hawaii. but still had a handy man out to the apartment the day after we had spent the night with no heat. in the middle of february. the darling lady who moves and doesnt tell you and calls in an uproar - your rent is late. or the person who requires you to report if you have a visitor for more than 3 days. because that will affect the water bill. and you will be charged for it. or the sweet. kind. lady who lectures you on hair in your drain. and gives advice to place a towel over your sink when getting ready in the morning. (umm judster, you saw i had long hair that i cant control when i signed the lease). but nevermind all those things. yes the kind sweet lady left me a post it on my door. to let me know there was a letter waiting for me under my door. this precious gem:

let me now translate. i spent a good 15 minutes. trying to figure out what this chicken scratch says. please also note i will bold those words she thought needed bolding. but i dont have underline in my blog widget, so those will be italic.

Jamie
Your back porch has been brought to my attn by my husband. He said it smelled bad on your side. New floor was put down 2 years ago $5,000. Anything spilled on floor is to be cleaned by you. Only 1 reg small trash can & a recycable can is to be on your side. Lease says tenant is to sweep & keep it clean. Wednesday everything is to be off. A man will be coming to shower it down. Thanks Judy

Since i will not call Judy. or bring this up if i see her. i am replying on here. i think it is retarded. the day i found this note. i didnt even have a trash bag on 'my side'. therefor i dont know what her husband is refering to. besides he is so old, he probably cant smell anyway. (sorry that was mean - but true!) secondly the dumbest thing i have ever heard is we are not allowed to have anything but one small trash can and recycable can (its recycle bin - juds). i have had enough of her and her antics. if its not one thing. its another. she is an unhappy. bored lady. who needs to find a new hobby other than tormenting people who help pay her bills. my lease is up in a few months. and i wish her the best of luck filling that apartment. in the 2+ years i have lived there. this past month was probably the first time that all apartments were occupied. and there are only four.

i moved all my trash and recyle bin inside today. because trash day isnt until friday. friday! and she asks us to remove everything on wednesday. she is a moron. and i will brush this off. her professionalism is awful. and it wouldnt bother me, if she didnt have such outrageous requests and demands on her tenants. when i moved there, i looked for a place that was independently owned. i thought it would be better than a corporate rental complex. which they have their down side too. no place is perfect. i realize that. but seriously. judy is a nutbag. dont get me started on the fights my neighbor has had with her. i now know why people move out - of what i thought was a hidden secret.

it still hurts

my ego. and my hand. over the weekend. one of my dogsitting pups jumped up to play. and scratched my hand. i didnt think much of it. until i looked down and there was blood. not gushing. not drive myself to the emergency room. but enough to make me a little queasy. if only bill compton was around to help me heal. (sorry had to throw in a little vampire humor). actually make that eric. oh eric. the cut still hurts. i had to clap at work a lot today. dont ask. and it hurt to clap. it hurts!

now onto my ego. well i am afraid my friends. brace yourself. the hand modeling career might be over. mother said it best last night when she pointed out that i should have gotten them insured. (sadly she wasnt serious - sounds like a good set up for a lifetime movie). i still have my hair modeling going for me. as long as the dogs dont cut it off in the middle of the night. or put gum in it. to end on a happy note. my manicure from ellen's wedding has lasted 11 days. and that includes two weekends. impressive! and someone mistook them for tammy taylor pink and whites. ok. maybe not. but a coworker asked if they were real or fake. i said yes real, do you want to use them in your next campaign.

its fall. and i love the cool. crisp weather. i admit i love summer. and have complained a lot on here about the seasons. but there is something about fall. that makes me fall in love. aaahhh. i have been on bridesmaid duty. stacy was married in virginia. so i got a little vacation out of it too. she was a beautiful bride. with every detailed covered through out the weekend and especially at the reception. including honey (yum!), childrens activity books and doggy treats. it was a special weekend. with lots of activities around the water. so we had to use the ongoing joke of singing the theme song of dawsons creek. and making references to dawson and joey on their boats. ellen also got married this month. and can i say it again. another beautiful bride. i just think there is something to be said about a young woman. when all the pieces come together. the hair. make-up. jewels. and the dress. oh the dress. the light in their eyes. and smile on their face. is priceless. i felt the same way when i saw lauren and lil joj. (have i talked about little ones' wedding on here...) ellen had a splendid gathering as well. filled with candles, plaid and a live band. it was great weekend and party.

so my lil joj got married too this summer. i was the maid of honor. (although i feel most readers know this already). it was a fun weekend. and i loved being moh. i got to drive a 16 passenger van. smoke chocolate cigarettes. and dream about my future - a single mom of 16 with a smoking habit. i also can add this wedding to a first time. the first time i cried at a wedding. and i will make it my last. i have a reputation to uphold. i am a face of steel. i dont cry at weddings. or maybe that is stone cold. i have a heart. i swear. but i think it was the combo of giving a speech. and really sinking in - that as i put it, my lil joj was getting married. she is a wife. and then i had to make that realization for all my other pretty brides this summer (and in years past - cant leave out all those ladies). we are getting old! haha.

onto other things. i have a few new obsessions. i mentioned the netflix wii last post. i have been better. two weddings. back to back. that really forced me to get out of the house. :) i have been craving sweet potato fries. a lot. i think i ventured out early this summer. and now i am hooked. hooked! i can buy a frozen bag of sp fries. and i really have to limit how many i make. i think i would eat the whole bag. there are also sweet potato chips. those go great with my lunches. last night i made acorn squash. it was delightful. i added some corn in the middle and cheese on the top. next i am going to try to make spaghetti squash. keep you posted. i guess if i am going to be couch potato this winter - i will atleast be sweet! badda taahh. (bad joke. i know).

enjoy the fall season. there are a lot of football games to watch. cheering. yelling. victories to be celebrated. i love it.

put up your feet

i have an office now. i think i have mentioned that. with a window view. i rearranged the office on day two. after ellenclare said i should. and could. (i was worried about office policies). i like to look out the window. look at the tree tops. i never realized how "green" of a city i live in. it looks pretty right now. i am excited to see what winter looks like. i can also see birds flying. and its hard to tell when its raining. not like before. when i could look at a street light to see if there was rain in the light. or look on the sidewalk. to see if its wet. street lights look like popsicles. and the sidewalk. well i wouldnt know what wet looks like opposed to dry. from so high up. i look down at my old building. bruhaha.

i am busy. busy. at the new gig. which i love. i would much rather have the day end up with me asking: how is it 5 already?? instead of. when will lunch get here? why does 10:30 feel like forever? wah. wah.

other things to note. i have been loving my netflix streaming on wii. seriously. no reason to leave the house. this could be a serious problem once winter rolls around. i already limit my outings when its cold. now with movies and tv shows at my finger tips. there might be an intervention. jg, get your butt of the sofa, wash your hair and put on your boots. you need to get the stink off you.

so i have been catching up on previous episodes of 30 rock. i ask you this. when did alec baldwin become so funny? seriously. dont get me started. dont eeevvven get me started.

nothing compares

for me. nothing compares to live music. i love going to shows. and i had been in a drought. nothing was really poppin' up in my city. that i was excited about. yes, i mentioned bret. but besides that it had been a year of no concerts for me. wait a minute. i did go up to see ingrid michaelson in omaha. so maybe my memory is just getting bad. anyway, onto the point of this post! monday night brother and i ventured to the midland to see she & him. a duo comprised of zooey deschanel and matt ward. i loved, loved, loved their first album. only to then slowly enjoy the second more and more. i felt like they played everything i wanted to hear. including my favorite song toward the end (i admit i was getting worried they wouldnt play it). they also did a few covers of buddy holly and the beach boys. it was a great night. magical. i forgot how much i love going to shows. people watching. great music. singing. dancing. i went to sleep a very happy girl. and i got a new t-shirt!

side note. the opening band did a rendition of toxic by britney spears. ingrid michaelson also does this during her shows. well twice now that i have seen her. what gives? i mean its an ok song. just had to share this odd choice of remakes!

dissed

so bret michaels was scheduled to have a show in kc. this week! i was pretty excited to go see him. i have never been to one of his solo tours. only many, many poison concerts. yes, i was a wee-child when they were popular. yes, my parents let me listen to hairbands when i was in early elementary school. yes, my brother and i watched their music videos on mtv. and then re-enacted them in the basement. with sofa cushions as a drum set. plastic tennis rackets as guitars. and of course t-shirts as the long, flowing hair. (mine eventually got long enough to not require the t-shirt, just a bandanna). so this love affair i claim for bret. well it goes way back.

so back to the subject. the dis. he canceled. or should i say postponed his show in kc to host the miss universe contest. trump said he couldnt picture anyone else doing this. well and you know. bret loves the ladies.

jeff (old work husband) and i discussed this sad news today at lunch. i said how much i wanted to go back stage. he has a buddy who books events and knows people. jeff said he didnt want to meet bret. that he hates him. (really truth be told. he hates to love him! i dont know anyone else i could talk in-depth details with about the show rock of love 1, 2 and 3 - the bus.) but he did have a friend make a parody t-shirt of a monster wearing the skin of bret micheals. and the back says something about look what the...dragged in. anyway, we compromised that he would try to get us backstage for the show in november, if he can wear that t-shirt. i said yes. but i would be mortified.

side note: jamie oliver magazine is not in the u.s. yet. therefor that investment would not be smart. like $100 for a magazine subscription. ahh - no. oh well...someday

its all in the name

is it bad that i was to subscribe to this magazine. purely on the name. i mean the site looks good. and i love food. but i was ready for an impulse buy. just looking at the site. and how my name looks in print. i think its a done deal. i wonder if they give discounts to people with the same name. so much for starting my own magazine with this same title. its so not original, but i still love it. ha.

jamie magazine

and i will try to write more. since i had a reader tell me i went from a great blog. to the most boring. nothing blog ever. my rebuttal - well maybe my life is boring. she said probably so. i then stormed off like a child. we might go back to being friends. only if she lets me play with her favorite barbie for one day.

truth be told. my life has been very exciting. and BUSY. i usually spend my extra few minutes. grazing the kitchen. keeping up with summer tv shows: bachelorette (i got hooked this season) and true blood. i have also spent many wonderful weekends at friends weddings. preparing for the upcoming nuptials with bachelorette parties and bridal showers. and i joined a new fitness club. so i am also usually pool side. working on my tan. and trying to work on my fitness. its just so hot! but i am not going to complain. i love the heat right now. i would take this any day over a snow storm.