Valentine's Day at school... times FOUR

I just finished writing out Valentine's for FOUR classes for my FOUR kids.

And, my hand hurts.

Just sayin'.

Nothing a little ROCK BAND won't cure, eh?

I love you & your boobies.

Thanks J, for making my morning. Really, thanks!

Really, the purpose of this Tues morning blog was to let you all know that I'm exhausted & I worked until 9pm last night & I'm not quite sure I sold a house.

Sigh.

Chasing the all mighty dollar.

Until next time.

Lola gets a manicure

I haven't had one in years. Seriously. I take care of my feet & my brows, but I neglect my hands. Well, I did. Until yesterday.

I have a horrible blood blister on my big toe so I didn't really want to take off my shoes & socks to get a pedicure yesterday. I desperately needed my brows done & usually they try to sell you another service... upper lip wax? pedicure? massage? Well, I took the manicure.

You want to know why?

When I was home in Texas my Nana was looking at my gorgeous engagement ring & she told me that to wear a ring like that I needed a manicure.

A month later, I took her advice.

Rock Band Party - Sat night

I'm pretty sure you won't want to miss our Rock Band party Sat night. J & I decided to have beer, food & Rock Band 1 & 2 for all of our friends to enjoy.

I'm about to go plan my menu!

Yum!

Did you just completely tune someone out

but not really on purpose?

I'm just in my zone. I'm enjoying my peace & quiet, but the Boy is continually talking to me. About nothing, really.

I'm looking up from from my blogging with minimal glances of interest.

But he converses on & on & on...

HURRY & FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK SO WE CAN PLAY ROCK BAND, DAMMIT!

Excuse me, miss.

Last night the Hotties, Weiner, J, Slurpie & a random bouncer from the Dock (bar we hang out at) went to play pool & sing karaoke.

I shouldn't ever really sing karaoke. I know I think I can sing, but when I'm drunk, I really can hardly carry a tune.

If I am going to sing I should probably just do it at home with my microphone & my Rock Band. Alone. Or with minimal audience...

But, Hottie #2 & I sang "I Touch Myself", anyways.

That isn't even the most hilarious part of last night. When the gang all gets together it's inevitable something is gonna happen that's blog-worthy & last night was no exception!

We're all sitting at our table when this girl walks by & starts talking to Hottie #2, aka But, I'm a Cheerleader! I love that movie. The girl looks at me & says, "I know you from somewhere." And, she does, because I know her, too. But, for the drunken life of me I can't figure it out & neither can she. She enters the karaoke contest & is actually quite good. The night goes on & we go through the past 6 years of our lives attempting to figure out HOW WE KNOW EACH OTHER.

I start doing shots. Why the fuck not?

The night goes on & neither one of us can pinpoint our familiarity. But, we are having so much fun together it doesn't matter. She even got up & sang with me...

What was that shot we did last night, Hottie #2? It was good!

J & I go home, have some hot lovin' & get in bed. This morning I woke up & while I was peeing I figured it out...

She was my next door neighbor for 2 years.

Duh.

And, what's even funnier is that it's only been 1 1/2 years since we lived next door, our children played together & her mother peed on my front steps, but it's amazing what a sober mind can figure out.

Snort.

Lola gets a life. Part 1.

It's true. I'm busy. I forgot just how cush my job was before now that I'm just a Real-TOR. Have you see the commercial where they put a heavy, stupid emphasis on the TOR part of Realtor? It's lame!

Anyways. My last company let me go because the broker was asked to leave & I am on her team. Scott MacDumbass is, well, a dumbass. I was already going to leave the company, but we all decided it would be funnier to see if he would keep me. And two days after the company email blast announcement that my boss was leaving was sent, I called MacDumbass & told him I planned on staying. He was so concerned about what I was going to do he kept asking my boss.

He's a douche bag. He was too chicken shit to call me himself.

Anyways, I'm on a tangent.

So, it became official that I was leaving that company & following my entire office (yes, everyone left!) & joined my new company. So, in my first week of just selling houses I have six really good leads. This is five more than I had last month. I'm quite proud, but with this big office move I HAVE BEEN SO FREAKING BUSY. So, I've hardly sat still for 2 weeks.

But, I love it.

And now I'm off to a Listing Panel presentation & I will come back later.