Another week has flown by. Is it just me or is time going faster everyday?

I have this "friend" at work... I use the term loosely... and she drives me nuts. Not because of anything she says or does to me, it's really a case of who she is doesn't mesh well with who I am. When I met her, she was a lesbian. Ok, so what, I don't care. But she made it an issue. She told everyone, anyone, anytime, anywhere, whether or not it was appropriate. Her girlfriend was 'special needs' ... well, not really, she was just flat out slow and crazy. Schizophrenic. Depressed. She even blogged on her myspace about how she had told my friend that she heard voices telling her to kill her. (My friend has 2 grade school age girls and she let her continue to live with them... wtf?) Anyways, I'm rambling. So, she broke up with crazy and before she had even left her house, she had a boyfriend. Yes, I said BOYfriend. Then a couple of weeks later she had a new boyfriend. Apparently she found out the other one was a registered sex offender and kicked him out. (Ummm, why was he living with her BEFORE she checked that out?) So, on to the new boyfriend.. he works with us and I could tell he was using her. There was NO affection going on. Ok, workplace and all... but there are vibes usually, ya know. Anyways, I hadnt seen new boyfriend at work for a while so I asked where he was. Oh, he was a coward and just left my key under the doormat and moved out to go back to his (not quite ex) ex wife. But it's fine with me, she informed me, because she already had a new boyfriend.
What is she teaching her girls? That a woman needs to be defined by her sexual relationships? That a woman needs a man (or whoever) to live with her right off the bat? Desperation is okay? Never be alone? What is she thinking? I don't understand people like that. It goes against my grain to 'settle'. Hell, it goes against my grain to let someone live with me or come anywhere near my child. Therapy, seriously, may be required for her and the kids. Soon.

Thanksgiving is thursday for us Americans. A day to count our blessings and be thankful for all that God has blessed us with. Or, for most, a day to tolerate family members that you only see a couple of times a year and bicker with the ones you see daily because of the stress of the... ummm, i dont know where the stress originates, but it is usually there under the surface... waiting for someone to say/do just the right/wrong thing. Eating too much, then sleeping, feeling like crap then going for seconds. Ughhh.. This year because of situations (not bad ones, just a lot to blog about right now) I will be going to a small dinner, cooked by my mom, with just my mom, my son and my aunt and me. I'm okay with that. Then later that weekend, off to see New Moon with the lady that introduced me to the Twilight saga. Thanks aunt Patty! I'm so excited, I love the corny cheese and mediocre acting. No, I really do!

My diet has been a miserable failure. F.A.I.L.

Rudy, on the Biggest Loser is HOTT. Yay for the BL Makeovers. LOL

It would be so nice to find the cure for stupid. People have a tendancy to suck.

There is a funny smell in my house but I can't find it. OMG. YUCK.

I am so blessed. I have a great life and a wonderful son.