Goddammit

I hate it when I can't control my Universe so that I can please everyone all the time. I'm serious.

It's not because I crave approval, either. It's because I love being a Super Hero. The girl you go to when no one else can figure something out.

I accepted a gig today to do an open house for another agent in my office for $100. Now my REAL boss needs me to cover part of his open house because he/we have clients coming in to discuss a purchase on a 4 million dollar listing. FUCK. I'm trying to find help but no one is answering my emails or texts. Lazy ass realtors sleeping in on a Sunday while I am trying to save the world. Typical.

I'm alive!

So, after suffering for what feels like a LIFETIME of pain, I am finally shaking off the germs that had a death grip on my sinuses. Yikers, that was awful.

I'm back at work and continuing to get noticed and complimented for my work as an architectural photographer and the marketing designs I've been doing. Seriously... I did a new marketing flyer for a commercial projest that is so awesome, they need a new word for awesome. It is AWESOME.

I also captured this photo of the ferry from the deck of a condo I was working at. I'm really proud of this one and the way the image of the ferry is reflected off the water. My photoshop abilities are not good enough to edit that into the shot!

It's going to be another beautiful day today. I need to go drive around and take more photos. I have been asked for photos for a new real estate website and they are willing to pay me for them. Hell yeah, Baby. Mommy needs a new bottle of Vodka!

I haven't been sewing much because of being ill and I need to get busy. People are starting to ask me too many questions and now I'm just making shit up as I go along. LOL I'm such a cow.

This weekend I am going to make a couple of skirts so I woun't be such a liar anymore. My next few items are very vintage inspired and it's probably a bad idea, but whatever. I'm making a pencil skirt and a poodle skirt. Complete with the poodle and the crinoline petticoat. They say to use felt for the skirt but I just can't do that. It's weird. And heavy. I once borrowed one from a friend for a costume party and trying to dance in it was uncomfortable. The felt was hot and really heavy. I think denim would be cuter.

I'll post pictures of my creations as soon as they are finished! I promise!

Peace,

~Scout

O.... M.... G....

I am so tired today. I have been slowly getting better but I think I just found out that I still have limits. After going shopping, coloring my hair and making lasagna from scratch I am exhausted. Like I can't get any oxygen in my blood.



I am so tired. Ug.

Mind Games

A little better today. Friends and family keeping us busy and keeping Brent's mind active doesn't allow time for brooding and sinking deeper into his depression.

I spoke with our counselor about it yesterday and I guess I feel a little better prepared to handle it. I dunno.

I thought that by tomorrow I would have my old job back but so far no go.

A really good list of questions

What is your favorite word?
Awesome. Not only is it awesome, it reminds me of eeJeff Spicoli in Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Here was this gawky but cool stoner using these words from really formal vocabulary... and making them COOL. As a Geek from Honors English in high school... I truly loved him for that.

What is your least favorite word?

Nigger. I don't care how you use it or who uses it. It was intended to hurt people and hold people back and I have always hated it.

What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?

Words that look difficult to pronounce but are easy to say. Colors, laughter, Vodka.

What turns you off creatively, spiritually or emotionally?

Hatefulness. Violence.

What sound or noise do you love?

Music that I can really relate to.

What sound or noise do you hate?

My dogs hurting.

What is your favorite curse word?

Fucktard

What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Restaurant Owner

What profession would you not like to do?

Carnival/Circus employee

If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

That... was AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Everything hurts...

My gums hurt, my teeth hurt, my throat, my stomach, my brain, my sinuses...

The only thing I can think about now is the sweet embrace of death.

Oh... and here's a picture of me and VooDoo Girl in our retirement days to come.

~Scout

Sick... like dog.

Seriously... I'm dying. I have the worst cold ever in the history of modern medicine. Yesterday my glands were so swollen I could barely swallow my vodka. The cold medicine is barely able to do anything against the wrath of this uber germ that is trying to kill me.

My face is so hot a prickly I can't wear make-up. Yeah. Gross. I hate being home sick. It makes me feel wonky in the head.

We had an appraiser come by this morning for our refinance. Yeah, that's what I wanted to do first thing this morning. Get up in a Nyquil stupor and scrub the house clean in an hour. Fabulous. The dogs were going nuts the whole time and I look horrific.

Meanwhile, back on the planet Earth where life goes on without my incessant whining... I applied for a job on Friday with a local credit union as an Executive Assistant. F*%#ers better hire me. Actully, I'd still prefer to get my old job back at the real estate office as a staff person - rather than a freelance marketing guru. Guruship is overrated and under paid.

I'm sick of my car, I'm sick of my shoes and I'm sicl of being poor. Plus, I'm sick.

Did I mention that I have a raging cold?

Anyway, here's a photo I took the other day of Eagle Harbor during a very breif moment of sunshine.

Cheers, Scout

SARS or something like it

So, I have either contracted the deadly disease knows as SARS or my sinuses are pissed off about all the tree pollen around here. My head hurts and my eyes hurt. Really? My eyes? Is that neccessary?

Mucus Plugs? Seriously?

So. I'm off to a Baby Shower today for someone I barely know. I really really like this person and I'm happy that she's happy about the baby on the way. The real reason I am going is to support my best friend, who like me, is also not a mother. They are close friends and she knows its the right thing to go, but seriously... Baby Showers for women like us are TORTURE.

Stories about the water breaking, etc. are standard fare but the last one of these I went to got graphic. As time goes on and discussions about bodily functions become more acceptable in our modern culture, the more gruesome these parties have become.

What am I specifically talking about? Mucus Plugs. I have been attending Baby Showers for at least 20 years now and last year was the 1st time I had EVER HEARD of this phenomenom. Honestly, I wish it has stayed that way. If they start in on it today, I will barf.

Also, whilst shopping for presents yesterday I noticed a darling little marketing technique for pacifiers. They have that cute little Gerber baby picture on there and then a big flag at the top happliy letting New Moms know that these pacifiers are specifically designed to help prevent SIDS. Congrats on the new baby! I hope he doesn't die in his sleep. Jesus C#%*....

It's noon. Thank God. I already need a drink.