Om nom nom nom nom

Some traditions are fun.
My Thanksgiving tradition is much like many others' traditions: stuffing myself full of delicious food and watching the National Dog Show.

Ohhh-ing and Awww-ing at many cute and bizarre breeds, especially the French and English bulldogs.
Adorable little happy beasts.

Growing old fast

Just received a spam-worthy e-mail with the title of: Over 40 dating.
Really? Is that acceptable? Am I considered over the hill?
I'm only 27!

Signs I'm getting old:
Grey... err..... blonde hairs.
Feeling stiff after sitting in the same position for a while.
Dislike of loud, disobedient children.
High appreciation for sale/bulk items.

Though some of these can be explained away:
Grey/blonde hairs are not only a sign of age, but a sign of stress. As I'm on meds for stress/anxiety, the hairs could be considered a sign of extreme and/or long-lasting stress versus a sign of age.

Dislike of loud, disobedient children..... I've disliked these since I was old enough to remember. So, not so much a sign of age, as much as it's an early sign that this chick is going to be a cat lady when she gets older. (I've already got two cats!)

High appreciation for sale/bulk items. With our economy, I think everyone's got the same appreciation.

I un-heart my V

Really, I do.
I know that's a no-no for the modern woman. But really, it's starting to piss me off. We are currently not speaking.

Oddness fact: when I'm looking like crap, all I have to do is smile, and everyone wants to talk to me.
I don't understand it.
I'm sweaty on a cool day (thank you malfunctioning endocrine system), my hair is covered by a hat, I threw on the closest clean clothes and I'm at Wal-Mart. Yet, everyone wanted to say 'hello.'

Why?

One guy even said, "Stay sweet."

Do I know you? Who the hell are you?!?! Do you stalk me?

Seriously, it was a bit of an ego boost: I can look like garbage, yet people still want to talk to me and smile.

Weekend recap

Friday:
While at work, I got a small cake, some loose tea, a hand-made mug and some chocolate.
After work, I got a book, two movies off of my Amazon wishlist

Saturday:
Drove 1 1/2 hours to attend a cat show and shop at a store that no longer exists.
The cat show was lovely. However, getting there wasn't.
The cat show was in a convention center... that many people in the town didn't know existed. AWESOME!
So, I used my excellent deducting skills and decided that the best people that would help who be of people of commerce.
To the Mall we go!
Which worked out, I got candy, did a little Christmas shopping and found out that the convention center did exist.
And was full of adorable cats and kittens. My favorites are the exotic shorthairs (like above). They are so sweet with their smooshie faces. And they always looked surprised or really sweet.

Sunday:
Drove to Jackson to visit the parents and my sister, who's birthday is the 10th.
Got some more presents and good food.

Monday:
Let's see what today brings.

So young and fresh looking

As of 8:14 a.m. EST, I am now 27 years old.... err.... young. LOL
So far enjoying the birthday very much!
I've received cards, texts, messages on various social websites and a few forums, monies, a mug, loose tea, treats and a cake! And it's only 1 p.m.!
And today is only the kicker, I've got the entire next week off. Tonight begins Rose's Week-plus-long Celebration! :D

On a ridiculous note, a follower at the Rose Happiness Project, has stopped following me once I expressed that Obama's win made me happy. Sorry, chica, but it's called the ROSE Happiness Project, not the SORE LOSER Happiness Project.

Beam me in, Wolf

Also crossposted in The Rose Happiness Project.
Here's a few signs of change that make me smile:

A comment from the HA website:
"....we truly are the America we are supposed to be. not the scary
fearmongering hating and overwhelmingly irony that has been since christians
and the right decided that they and their exclusivity represented America
better. Time will heal these tainted and misguided hearts. Free at last,
free at last, i'm a deep south white redneck and even I AM FREE AT
LAST!!!!!"

Also, on the cover of The News Journal in Delaware (as seen above) "Biden achieves highest office for a Delawarean." :D

Epic win

Incredible.
I'm not ashamed to say that I cried during Barack Obama's acceptance speech.
I'm on a political high and I don't know if I can come down. Has there ever been such a huge win as this before?

This night was crazy. Just got home from a nearly eleven hour shift. Although, to be honest, it didn't feel like it.

My entire night was full; especially once the polls started flowing in.
Once Delaware and New Jersey were declared blue, I started cheering.... which confused the co-workers that didn't know that I'm a Delaware girl.

Here's a comment from someone who posted on the HA comments:
"The fact that this man that came from a lower to middle class family, worked hard, got his educated as a half-black, half white american should show America, and the rest of the world that the American dream still exists. Let's unite America!"

To which I replied:
"It's an incredible win. As a multiracial child, this makes me very proud. As an American, this makes me very proud.
Thank you for your comment. :)"

It's nearly 2 a.m. and I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get to sleep. I drank nearly two liters of Pepsi and I'm on a bit of a sugar high. O.o

Hop, skip and a week

Apparently, I do have to beat sense into people, and on a daily basis too.

So, Election Day is coming up; excited about that.

Halloween did not go exactly as planned:
Dresses as 1950s nurse, yet I broke the zipper, so I had to sort of...... tie up the side. It was funny, but I pulled it off and brought lots of smiles to co-workers.
Plans were to go out and have fun.
But after a restless week, I just wanted to relax with some good horror movies and popcorn.
Shortly after buying the popcorn, I fell asleep. And that was my Halloween.

Planning on calling my old Art History professor and talking to her about what being a Art History graduate student would be like.

Speaking of plans, my birthday is Friday and I plan on talking the whole week off afterwards. Talk about a birthday week!!
I've just got to get through this week first.