I’m in a good mood. People say money can’t buy happiness, but it’s buying mine today. For the past two years I’ve owed the government taxes and I’m happy to report that this year they owe me!!! North Carolina owes me $8 and the federal government owes me a whole lot more. Bye bye, credit card! It’s weird. I kinda feel like I hit the lottery.

Last night in addition to getting a shockingly large tax return, the Mountaineers won the NIT. I know, I know. It’s not the NCAA tourney. But seriously, how many teams can say their last game of the season was a win? Ok, listen up all of you other schools out there: leave my coaches alone! First it was Alabama trying to take RichRod, and now Michigan State wants to steal Beilein! (NC State wanted him last year) WTF? WVU is a solid contender in each of the big sports, which is a pretty big deal, and now that other schools see how well we’re doing, they want to run away with our coaches. Not cool. Not cool at all.

You wanna hear my weird Goonies thing? Ok, I’ll tell you! So, a few weeks ago – maybe two – I was with my ‘break buddy’ at the RBC Center and we were talking about the movie because it was being shown on a big screen in Raleigh. I didn’t get around to seeing it. Then last week, another friend from the RBC Center reminded me that I think he laughs like Sloth, the ogre, from the movie. I was like, “Oh yeah!” cause he totally does. It’s funny. And then yesterday a coworker – just out of the blue – asked if I had ever seen the movie. He was listening to his iPod and apparently a song from the Goonies was playing. And then! Then I was reading the news and stumbled across an article saying that Steven Spielberg was thinking of turning The Goonies into a musical. So I took all of these weird little coincidences as a sign that the God of Movie Rentals wanted me to watch The Goonies. It’s rented and I’ll probably watch it at some point this weekend.

It’s another fun-filled RBC Center weekend. It’s almost the last one, though, which is a little sad.

Hello, hello. Yesterday it was 84 degrees, sunny and my father was here. Today it’s 50 degrees, rainy and I’m doing my taxes. What a difference a day makes!

I have a plant at work and I’ve had it for over a year. It’s a him, I’ve decided. It’s interesting to watch his shape change from day to day. Today he’s totally stretched out, actively reaching for sunshine. Unfortunately there’s no sunshine to be found, but he’s still trying.

So, yeah. Yesterday with my father was really, really wonderful. I had the best dinner I’ve had in probably over a year. And then we had great conversations. It’s so neat to get things from his perspective. My dad is very funny, very serious and he generally keeps things to himself. Like with Shel, I knew what my brothers thought of him, knew what my mother thought of him, and had no clue about my father. So when my dad chooses to open up, I’m all ears. One of my biggest fears in life is disappointing him. I think it’s because I know how proud of me he is. I don’t know why he’s so proud – I really haven’t done much – but I know he IS proud. So I don’t want to disappoint him. He thinks I’m tenacious, which he finds amusing.

Ugh. I can tell this is going to be one of those days I’m joined at the hip with my inhaler. When I use my inhaler, my brain gets cold. LOL.

Taxes tonight. I’m thinking I’m probably going to owe, which will suck big time. If I owe a lot, I can make payments to the IRS. I’ve done it before and contrary to popular belief, those IRS people are very friendly and helpful!

I listen to music too loudly. But I like it.

I really like this song. “Annie waits for the last time, just the same as the last time. He says, ‘you see, this is why I would rather be alone.’”

I was just perusing the 42nd Street Oyster Bar menu, which is where I’ll be having dinner with my father this evening. YAY! I’m thinking of getting the filet mignon/crab leg combo. Wow does that sound good! But I probably won’t get it because it’s a lot of $$, and although my father doesn’t blink when it comes to the cost of food at restaurants, I would feel guilty. He’s one of those guys who – despite being a healthy weight – would rather spend money on food at a good restaurant than anything else. I’d rather buy clothes!

I’m wearing a very cute shirtdress from the Limited today, and I don’t think I’ve ever received so many compliments on anything. It’s kinda weird, but in a nice way. My CEO said, “Look at you miss thang! You’re stylin and profilin! You go girl!” The best thing about this dress is the tie at the waist, which makes me feel like I’m wearing absolutely nothing. When I stand, I constantly touch the bottom of the dress (which hits just above my knees – damn long legs!) just to make sure it’s actually there.

WVU made it to the NIT championship game, which is being played tomorrow night. It’s no NCAA championship game, I realize, but it’s cool nonetheless.

This figures. The guy I put in my blog yesterday, the hottie from Dancing With The Stars, got canned last night! He and his partner were the first to go. Boo. Now my reason for watching the show is no longer there. But I’ll probably still watch anyway because I find myself addicted shows with a high cheese factor.

Ok, so I switched shoes at work from ballet flats to peep-toe stilletos. My ballet flats smell so bad! LOL. I have some stinky-ass feet!!

Ugh. I just watched a little video on a 2lb poisonous toad. It gave me the heebie jeebies. Oh, and he coos! Which was kinda cute.

I’m the lady in black today. Black turtleneck. Black capris. Black stilettos. The thread of my sleeves and waistband is silver, so there’s kind of a hint of color. Eh. Not really.

Tonight I’m going to (attempt to) make a chocolate pie for the man who, when he saw me cooking in his kitchen, sang “It’s the end of the world as we know it”. My father, he’s quite the character! He’s in Richmond for the week, so he’s decided to drive to Raleigh tomorrow afternoon, take me to dinner, then drive back on Thursday morning. I’m so, so excited.

Uummm…. I’m trying to think of what else is going on. I’m letting Tylila borrow my camera for the rest of the week (she’s going to Florida) and I kinda feel like my arm is being amputated. I love to take pictures and hate that I won’t be able to take any till at least Monday. It’s not like I take pictures every day – I absolutely don’t – but I like knowing I’d be able to if something picture-worthy appeared.

I can’t find my iPod cord. Have you seen it? Thankfully Dave H. always keeps his cord at work, so my iPod’s charging as I type this, but it still sucks. I may have to buy a new one. Wonder how much that is. It’ll obviously be worth it, though.

I watched Dancing with the Stars last night. I saw it on my listings and was like, “No! I am not going to watch this cheeseball show!” and then I totally got sucked into it. There’s some dancer dude who is so hot, I would (and probably will) watch the show just to see him. He’s very masculine and I like that. Masculinity and confidence. Two very good qualities! I’m going to try to find his picture to show you… Ok, he’s the guy in the middle.


Ok. Gotta go. Excel’s being a bitch. Grrrr!

When I woke up this morning, my alarm clock was playing “Sexual Healing”. Gotta love the oldies station!

It’s Monday and I’m already ready for the weekend. Not a good sign. This past weekend was pretty nice, though. I saw the Harlem Globetrotters on Friday night. Have you ever seen them? I wonder about their opponents. Like, when they play the Globetrotters, does that count as an actual game for them? I’m going to have to look it up. But anyway, it was cute. Not like a real game at all. I was very amused during the first quarter, then my interest went away. It’s totally more of a family/little kid thing, but I’m glad I saw it.

Oohhh. Okay. I just checked on Wikipedia (love that site) and the Globetrotters only play teams who are created to lose to the – you guessed it – Globetrotters. Interesting. Oh, and they’re actually from Chicago, not Harlem. Again, interesting.

Saturday afternoon I spent a lot of time sitting outside in the beautiful 80 degree weather. I had a hard time making myself go to the RBC Center for work. But I went in and the Hurricanes scored a lot of points and won the game. I have absolutely no idea if they’re going to the playoffs. I don’t really care either way – going and not going have their good and bad points. After the game I went to get a sandwich with a friend. Ok, about this friend. He sometimes reads this (hi) and I thought maybe he was uncomfortable when he was mentioned in here – although I never say his name – so I took references to him out of recent posts (about three mentions). So when I told him I did that, he made a sad face. Then later in the evening, he made another sad face. So to my friend: I write about stuff that happens in my life, you’re part of my life, so if you don’t want to be in here, tell me. Otherwise, you might be mentioned on occasion!

But other than all of that stuff, Saturday was a bit rough for me. I’m very stressed out. I have a bunch of balls in the air, so to speak, and I don’t deal well with uncertainty.

Sigh. Anyway. On Sunday I shopped and shopped and shopped some more. And I bought stuff that wasn’t even on sale – gasp! But I didn’t buy nearly as much stuff as Quri – about $800 less – so I don’t feel so bad! I really love all the stuff I got, so I’m not too disappointed in myself. I have no buyer’s remorse.

I’m anxiously awaiting the release of the new NCAA pool standings. I only have one Final Four team left, so at this point I’m hoping to be in the top half of the brackets! Wooo! The brackets were just released and I am indeed in the top half. I’ll most likely lose, but if Georgetown wins the National Championship, I’ll win $$. So, go Georgetown!!

I have to do my taxes this week. Yikes. I usually do them much earlier than this, but I’ve been busy. I’m always nervous when it comes to tax season. I used to always receive money from the government, but for the past two years I’ve owed them. Boo.

Oh! Yay! I fixed the time on my blog. It’s now accurate.

I’m really, really tired. Too tired to go to sleep. If I put forth the necessary effort, I’d be able to get everything done and into bed in like 10 minutes. But I’ll procrastinate and probably be in bed around 2am.

Just got home from the hockey game. I’ve had such a hard day. I kinda want to crawl into bed and not come out for a while. There’s a quote in a song that goes, “Sometimes you realize you’re just not okay” and that’s me right now. I’m not okay. But I suck it up and keep going. I do a very good imitation of myself.

The time on this thing is off by an hour. I’ll have to figure out how to fix that.