It Could Only Happen to Tricia

Boing!

2008-11-14T10:40:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, I replaced my typical office chair with a big medicine ball. Now I can sit at my desk and bounce and roll around and stretch. This is too much fun! It's taking all my willpower thought to not do backbends in the middle of my office. Would that be unprofessional??

Photo is a likeness of me at work, not actually me. :)

Stop the insanity!

2008-11-06T15:19:00.000-08:00

Am I PMS-ing or what? I got a wild hair up my butt that I needed chocolate. So I went to the Farm Store here on campus and bought a big bag of peanut butter stuffed pretels and a box of chocolate covered peanuts. I know I shouldn't be eating this. I know it's bad for me. I know I will complain later about my ever-expanding posterior. However, I believe I may have been momentarily possessed. I was overcome; I had have the sweet and the salty together as one! Now I can't seem to keep myself from shuffling more and more in my face. Somebody please stop me!

Speaking of the Farm Store, I want to make their Recipe of the Month. Yummmmm.....http://www.csupomona.edu/~farmstore/recipe.html

Word Fun

2008-11-03T11:35:00.001-08:00

Nicole did one of these so I thought it would be fun to do to. Working hard over here...

LIVID!!

2008-11-02T14:37:00.000-08:00

Earlier today, there was a ring at the doorbell. I pretty much never answer the door so I ignored it. A half hour later, I'm leaving the house to do a little clothes shopping, and I see that my Dad's "Yes on 8" sign has been torn in half. What the...So I look up and down the street and see every Yes on 8 sign ripped to shreds. This makes me livid beyond belief! Not because I support 8. I actually don't.

I don't support gay marriage and I don't believe in it from a religious perspective, but I don't believe I have the right to tell anyone they can't get married. I also think that heterosexual people have made a sham of marriage and should spend more time working on making their own marriages work than fighting to deny other people the right to marry. But I digress...My problem here is that MY DAD HAS THE RIGHT TO FREE SPEECH!! This person that so vehemently opposes 8 because it's a violation of people's rights has just violated my father's right to free speech! In addition, they have trespassed and defaced private property, which are crimes!!!

People, believe what you will and fight for your beliefs. If you have an issue with the measures other people are supporting write a damn letter or take your fight to the polls. But do not infringe on our rights in the process.

And by the way, does this person actually belive that tearing down other people's signs is an effective way to convince them to join their club?? I mean, really?? Some people are just absolute numbskulls!

Dinner on the West Siiiiide

2008-11-01T21:28:00.000-07:00

Last night, Pastor Boy (aka Mark) told me he was taking me on a fun date to a super hip restaurant. He proceeds to drive two blocks from his apartment and pulls into the parking lot of a tacky strip mall (one of a bazillion on this side of town). I'm thinking this boy has clearly lost his marbles! But I want to be a good sport, so I go with it. Then I see a blue arrow pointing thataway and notice"Nook" on the retail sign. Hm..funky blue arrow in the middle of a strip mall...Ok, I'm in.

We walk in and...wait a second! Was I just secretly transported to The Pearl District in Portland??? Cuz this place is hip. Really hip! The crowd is a mix of young and old, except all are chic and all are loaded. The menu...TO. DIE. FOR. Organic meats, produce from the local famers market, a kick-ass Tempranillo by the glass....Hello! I'm freaking in heaven here, people!

We ordered crab cakes served with avacado relish plated with whole grain mustard butter and Old Bay red bell pepper coulis (hurt me!). A dinner salad of mixed greens with rosemary beet vinaigrette, dried cranberries, brandy pecans and goat cheese. (oh Lord, yum!) Next, a ridiculously yummy squash soup (have mercy on my soul!) followed by Chicken Paillard - organic chicken breast pounded flat, with roasted garlic smashed bliss (they are NOT kidding!) potatoes, sauteed rapini and lemon caper pan sauce. If you're not drooling by now, you're a corpse! Dessert was a brownie cup served with Tahitian vanilla bean gelato (who needs sex??). I could die a happy woman right now.

If you're in the West Side, find a way into this restaurant. You'll need reservations and apparently, they aren't easy to come by.

Reunited and it feels so good...

2008-10-30T10:24:00.001-07:00

The past year has been the year of reunions and reconnections. It's almost strange how old friends and flames seem to just keep popping in. It makes me happy! These people who touched my life and helped shape me in some way, who I thought were perhaps gone forever, seem to be flowing back in my life carrying the same nostalgia I've held. I thought perhaps the deep connections I had felt were merely in my head; that I had made the experiences more profound that they actually were. To my surpise, I was wrong.

First there was Kathy. My memories of her include slumber parties complete with a plethora of horror movies that my parents would not have approved, incessant talk of boys and lamenting over why Andy O'Neil didn't love me back (sigh). And little Fudgie yapping away.

Then there was Tami, my sister, my Wonder Twin. We met in Mrs. Saunders 7th grade English class. One fateful day, the cute Sholty brothers walked in. We looked at each other with mouths agape, in awe over the 14-year-old Adonnises who stood before us....and that was it. BFFs forever. Well, not forever. Some misfortunate events put a 15 year break in our friendship. But we are blessed to have reconnected through the magic of MySpace and are once again sisters. (Wonder Twin Power! Activate! Form of... a bucket of water!)

Glo...one of the funniest people I know. We met through a mutual friend in Play Production in high school. We actually weren't that close then but she now joins the ranks of my BFFs. I love that girl!

Kenny , Kenny, Kenny...where do I begin there. This guy practially was Fonzie. He was a mechanic who lived in an apartment above the auto shop, rode a motorcyle and came complete with ear piercings and tattoos. A right-wing, Evangelical Christian parents dream! I LOVED THAT GUY! Seriously, he was the love of my life. We reconnected over lunch recently and learned that all that love is still there. So strange. But life comes with choices and unfortunately ours is a story without a happy ending. Such is life.

Moving on....John Olsen...Holy crap! Talk about a flash from the past. This boy lived down my street and we spent countless days together running up and down the street playing Star Wars and Dukes of Hazzard, swinging on my swing set and climbing his tree. I thought I'd never talk to him again. Once again, thank you Mypsace...

I could keep going but my stories are probably only interesting to me.

Suffice it to stay that even though leaving Portland and my little home there behind hurt, since I've been home, I've been unmeasuably blessed by the reemergence of old friends.

Love you.

Because Nicole said and People are Jackholes

2008-10-30T09:29:00.001-07:00

My friend, Nicole, urged me to begin a blog after telling her multiple real life (well, real Tricia-life) stories that almost made her pee. She won't let up so, fine, I give in. Happy now?!

Unfortunately, nothing humorous to report today. However, there is some required bitching.

Why do people do dumb shit? I tried using my credit card yesterday only to have it be declined. Um...ok, I'm not the most financially responsible person on the planet but I do know when there is money in the bank. So, I check my bank balance online. Yep, there's money. But wait, there's a bunch of weird transactions that I did not make! One to Napster, one to something called Grantsearch, one to something else called Bidfuel.com...What the...??!! So, I call the bank and indeed the fraud department has put a hold on my card. Crap. Now I can't use my debit til the new card comes. Ok, possibly a good thing but still totally inconvenient. Why? All because some jackhole decided to steal. USE YOUR POWERS FOR GOOD, PEOPLE!!