Tada

I called, and will be seeing him again on Thursday. NOW LEAVE ME ALONE :)

A typical sunset over Lake Michigan in the winter.  

The lighthouse @ Sunset - Lake Michigan  

Kids

Kids. You gotta love them. I had my share of tears of pride and tears of anger tonight, all involving kids. First, the bad kids. My sorta niece Holly turned 13 last weekend, and was out of town so we didn't get to celebrate. I had the idea of making a little surprise party for her tonight at our weekly karaoke night at the bowling alley. She was mad at us. We embarrassed her then she said we treated her like she was 5. That part is true, but that was the age she was acting. I think that instead of waiting until the kids are 18 before you kick them out, I think you should do it at 13, that's when they think they know everything.
Now, tears of pride. Hailie Marie, my little darlin'. Hailie is a very shy. Tonight, that sweet little girl got up in front of a room full of people she didn't know and sang her little heart out. This just isn't a proud aunt talking, but the girl can sing. Seeing her up there, singing loudly and proudly into the microphone gave me the faith again that all kids aren't spoiled rotten brats. Hailie girl did my heart good. I was so proud that she was my niece and that she got u p and over her fears and sang. The other kids were cute too..but tonight Hailie was the brightest star.

Guess what?

Ok..did you guess?
I went out tonight, and guess who was there? The hottie Mr. DUI. However, Jamie in her booze intoxicated stupor didn't see what car Mr. Cutie got into the other night. He did NOT get pulled over, he did NOT get a DUI.
So, he came in tonight just to see if I would be there. He was super cute, and super nice, and he smelled sooooooo good. I'm thinking little Ms. Jamie has finally found someone she can have fun with. I'm very happy. YAY!!

Another day

Another day. Nothing special. Nothing new. For those bloghoppers, I know you've heard of Mythicon and Mind Marauders, I'm typing book 3. To make the author happy, I've been working hard on it trying to get it all done. My fingers are about ready to fall off.
In other news. My tax return should be here in the next few days! Woo hoo. I want to go on a road trip, get out of the area for a few days. Any ideas?

Yeah, I'm bored, deal with it.

First things first. A birthday message to my Grandpa who is miles and miles away, and it's 2 days late. Happy Birthday Grandpa, I love you, and I wish we could all celebrate you on your special day. I hope it was just as special as you are.

Secondly, I feel very good today. I feel like I kinda came to a revelation. In the past months, you may have noticed, I've been depressed. I can't find a job, and feel like I don't have anything good going for me at the moment. I realized today that my additude stinks. If I want to feel better, that's the first thing that has to change. The second thing to change is getting off my ass. I can sit around and feel sorry for myself and live for the nights I go out and just let myself feel worse about not having a job, or a man. I do need to love up on someone, need to care for someone in the ways I do best. I just have to keep trusting that it's going to happen, and that when it does, I'll have a lot more love to give them. That man will be very lucky.

I think my friends, that Jamie Lynn is going to herself again very soon. Aren't you excited?

My Valentines Day Date

Since my Valentines Day date was so horrible, I thought I'd share with you my faithful readers every gory detail. For those of you who are single and had to spend it alone, at least you didn't have my day.
I met this guy, we'll call him Mack, at the bar one night. He seemed very nice, had a job, bought my drinks as well as the drinks of the people I was with on more than one occasion. He was interested in the things going on in my life, called often, and really seemed like a decent fella. There was a ten year age difference, but I wasn't going to let that stop a potential love connection.
Our conversations have been that of normal people getting to know each other. In these conversations, he told me of his love of cooking and how much he loves to spoil the special person in his life. The fact he was 40 and had never been married should have sent out a warning bell. But, alas, my ears are deaf to those tones.
He asked that I come to his house on Valentines Day for a special dinner and an evening of engaging conversation. I was pretty excited about this, considering the past few years, I've been alone and I like getting flowers and an evening being all about me. I accepted with a smile and looked forward to the date.
I spend my normal few hours getting ready and pampering myself making sure I looked my best. As I'm looking for his house, I see an old man sitting in a recliner chair watching tv. I finally called him to find out what house was his. Yep..that's right. My date was that old man in the recliner chair watching tv. Every time I had seem him before, it had been sorta dark, and he always had a hat on. I'm not that shallow, so I entered his house with an open mind.
I open the door and walk into a small, but cozy little bachelor pad, complete with bar glasses and mirrored beer advertisements.
He smiled and said, "Everything’s all ready, if you want to grab the tv trays, I'll make you a plate."
I smiled and said ok, thinking he had to have been joking. He had a cleared off dining room table.
Then he says, "They are behind that chair there."
I pull out the first of the two tv trays stained, and slopped with the remnants of previous meals, and set them up in the living room, still thinking that it must be a joke and he has something else planned. He didn’t. Then it came. The dinner. First, the plate. The plate was a picnic plate that was cheap plastic, and a horrible design. I'm not shallow, I just want you to get the whole picture. The food. He made lasagna. He appeared as though he had taken something like a manicotti noodle, and cut them and tried to layer them. The curled noodles were topped with burned ground beef, cottage cheese, Co jack cheese, and what appeared to be tomato juice. The red liquid ran into the other thing on the plate, green beans. Next to the green beans was a sliver of French bread about 1/4 of an inch wide. As you can imagine, the lasagna didn't taste the best, the green beans tasted just like cat pee smells. The sliver of French bread was very tasty. You would have been proud Momma, I left half on my plate and claimed to be stuffed, just like the little lady you raised.
While we are sitting in our chairs, facing the tv, he starts to channel surf to find something to watch. He ends up watching a public access channel where they have horrible karaoke singers at a club called Dreamers which got us on our next gem of a conversation .We started talking about dreams, and I shared one of the dreams I had from the previous night with him.
His reply was, "I don't generally dream. I usually have to get up and 'give birth' and there have been times it stunk so bad that I haven't been able to go back to bed without having to open both the door and the window. Last night, I really thought I gave birth and I expected to see teeth and hair."
Nice. Thank you I know now I'll never be spending the night with you. Good info to learn early on.
As our conversation continued, I tried to figure out how in the hell I could get out of there without hurting his feelings. He's going on and on about how he forgot that day was Valentines Day in other words, he didn't get crap for me. I finally yawned and sniffled my way out the door when he lunges in for a kiss to which he quickly got my cheek. I laughed all the way to my car.
I'm not shallow. I love anything anyone does for me, even if it isn't good. The problem here was he raised an expectation to which he had no possible way of meeting. If I really felt like he did the best that he could, I would be telling you about my 'cute' date instead of my date from hell.
Today, he calls me to tell me that I'm perfect. The one he's been looking for, and he thinks he's falling in love with me and that he wants me to give him another chance. What do you think? Should I give Mack the knife or another try?

I couldn't do the trees justice, so here is a pic of the dune grass, I think it's pretty too.  

The big lake the day after the ice storm. I had to walk up about 100 steps to get the pic. I think it's worth it. Don't you? 

Only in Michigan

Michigan is odd, weatherwise. Today, in our great state, we have the following watches and warnings: To the north, we have a winter weather advisory, meaning they will get accumulating snow and cold temps, the midwestern part of our great state is getting freezing rain, South of us, they are getting rain, thunderstorms and a high wind advisory, with temps warming up to 50. In those areas as well, we have a tornado watch.
I can't imagine any other life :)

Valentines Day

Valentines Day. A day for lovers. I didn't mind this year. In fact I had a rotten date that kinda reminded me that being alone is ok, and I'm mostly ok with that. Sure, it would have been nice to have been showered with flowers and cards that tell me how special and how loved I am.
But, not having to eat off tv trays everynight, or having to watch things I have no interest in. Being along isn't so bad, as long as I see a light at the end of the tunnel. Knowing that someone, someday is going to find me amazing and realize that they can't live without me. I can't wait.

Taxes

I know most people stress about doing their taxes. You hear about people getting stressed looking for receipts, and forms. Not I. Tax time is one time when being single isn't so bad. My taxes are easy. I got my W2's and an hour later, my taxes were not only done, but filed with the IRS. Now, I just sit and wait for my refund.
Chilldaddy, thanks for calling me, and for doing my favor. You're the bestest big brother.
Had fun at my friends house tonight too. Cheers to refunds ,favors, and friends.

Chilldaddy..call me, I need a favor.

A question

Ok guys..give me some answers here. You meet someone nice, you call, you hang out a few times, he calls again to set something up and never calls back, or stand me up.
Why? I'm thinking it might be me.
How could it be me though? I'm cute, I'm funny, who wouldn't want to be with me?
The last part was to convince myself that it's true.

Repost post

Ok, so the other one I wrote..totally disappeared. So here is the news.

I'm working part time at Curves. It is very limited hours, but I'll get to work out. Today was my first day. Put in a whole two hours. The other stuff I wrote about is old news, so I'm not going to repeat it.

However, now that I've got at least a part time job, I feel like maybe I can start to get things accomplished. I'm wishing I could start classes now, and get going on my future. But, I have to wait. Now, just keep your fingers crossed (or pray) that there will be a way I'll be able to live out on my own. If that's with a roommate or whatever, that's fine. Just sucks to be almost 30 and still living with your parents.

For those who are counting, 108 days until my birthday.

Comments

Apparently there is a problem with the comment portion of my blog. The settings are correct, I don't know what the problem is. Maybe there is something wrong with the server where my blog is housed. I will try to fix the problem so hang in there.

Reflippin tagged

Thanks Chilldaddy, now with your additions everyone will be able to see what an uninteresting dork I am. So, here we go. The additions.

My four favorite books/authors
Boy's Life
Maeve Binchy
Dean Koontz
Robert McCammon

Four hobbies I've been into
Dancing
poetry
photography
drinking

Four things I wish I could get done
make my blog look better
pretty up my room
find just one man who was decent to have a realtionship with
School

Four people who've inspired me
Uncle Brian
My Mom, brother, sister and Dad
Danny
believe it or not, my ex, Ray Redding

There is the proof that Jamie lynn aka..shortensweet is a BORE!

I got Tagged

Four jobs I've had:
Catering (Baked beans, potato salad?)
Deli Clerk
BS Specialist (this was my official title...Broadband Sales Specialist)
CNA (Certified Nurses Aide aka Certified nose & Ass wiper)

Four movies I could watch over and over:
Gone with the Wind
The Green Mile
Meaning of Life
Rear End Slammers (sorry, that's a joke one, I couldn't think of another movie)

Four Places I've lived:
Golden CO with my ex
Muskegon MI with my Dad
Tulsa OK with my Grandparents
Grand Rapids MI by myself

Four TV shows I love:
Simpsons
American Idol
Everybody Hates Chris
Wife Swap (again, I couldn't think of something else)

Four places I've vacationed:
Tulsa OK
Niagra Falls
Las Vegas
a few cites in TN

Four of my favorite dishes:
Pasta (any kind, I'm not picky)
Blooming onion from someplace in Oklahoma
Nachos
Eggroll

Four sites I visit daily:
Chilldaddies blog
bunnyjo's blog
Veenie babies blog
MSN

Four places I'd rather be right now:
Some place warm and sunny
Next to a certian someone
Vegas
in a hot tub with a certian someone

I'm not tagging anyone else..except for Chilldaddy..chilldaddy you have to answer these questions on your own blog. HA HA