Friday, November 20, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
One word for this place: ORGASM. If you like meat, that is - which I do. OMG, they keep bringing you skewers of meat for hours! My drink was some type of traditional Brazilian drink which tasted like a cross between a margarita and mojito with lime instead of mint. WOOO - can knock you on your ass if you aren't careful! The dessert cart, well, even though I ate more meat than my body could handle, I still made room for the best chocolate mousse cake I've ever had. I'm going to need to go buy new clothes for getting home because before this trip is over I'm going to have gained 10 pounds. They also played this fun live drum music which has your butt dancing in your chair. We were there for like, 3 hours.
So tomorrow we are skipping out of work early and hitting the Big Apple for a whirlwind tour. I instantly hit it off with a girl I'm training there, and her and her husband are going to show us all the good stuff/places. I can't wait!
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Then there were the old people I sat next to. Get this - they brought their own crackers with OLD, WARM, CRUMBLED BLUE CHEESE. Who brings that kind of stinky ass shit on an airplane?? OMFG it smelled like sweaty vomit feet. I thought bringing your own food was forbidden??
Once we got into the Newark terminal, we got to ride on one of those complimentary little inside cars because I'm telling you right now, I wasn't about to walk 20 miles to the car rental place. I am not exaggerating here, GEEZ! Then we got on the train/monorail thingee where we noticed a left behind sack. Oh crap! Bomb! LOL. I took a picture - see above. I also took a pic of my hotel room bed. Pretty! And comfy!
So yes, the East Coast has welcomed me. I'm too tired to write anymore, but we had a blast at dinner with our local coworkers. Brasilia. I'll talk about it later. Cool experience.
Friday, November 13, 2009
I'm getting my hair done early in the morning. I'm taking a big-girl trip and one must have good hair for that. I also have some new big-girl clothes to take with me. I think I'm all set - now I just have to figure out how to get all my shit in a carry-on bag. YIKES. It has to include my work laptop, all my clothes/toiletries, my hair straightener and my camera. Yeah I know, good luck with that.
Louie is Pouty McPitiful tonight. Mags is her usual self, but Lou is really in tune with me and knows something is up. I'm a little anxious I guess - flying, meeting new people, and some big tasks to accomplish.
Stay tuned - I think this blog will be fairly interesting over the next week.
Should I get an "I heart NY" t-shirt? LOL
Thursday, November 12, 2009

38.
I'm 38 today. I am wearing my new leopard shirt, my obnoxiously big earrings and look stoned even though I'm not. I took a picture of myself this morning to mark the occasion. Birthdays have never been anything special for me. I mean, I've only had ONE birthday party bash in my life. That ONE was my 21st birthday a looooong 17 years ago. The last picture represents the evening. I am the one with my mouth wide open. (Are you even surprised?) Those are some old friends and people I worked with at the time. I was a waitress getting through college and getting ready to start the Police Academy. I was young and naive and an idealist. Now I'm old, wise and cynical as all hell. That day I didn't work. I remember getting up, getting all pretty, calling my boyfriend (I was dating one of the chefs at the restaurant at the time) and then heading out for quite a party! My friends paid for everything - my steak dinner, all my drinks (and there were plenty) and a hotel room at the Embassy Suites. It was so much fun - a time I'll never forget.
Today? Got up for work, got as pretty as I could, sat in traffic, and at 1:15 I have a doctor's appt. My honey is buying the fixin's, but I'm cooking us dinner. Gotta have my cajun prawns. And that's it. Last year I just cried on my birthday. A few people have wished me a Happy Birthday, and I have received some nice gifts, but all in all nothing really that exciting. I'm not looking for sympathy or anything (ok maybe a little), I thought I would just write about the jubilee that will [not] be. I guess the good news is that I kind of look the same in the face. I have a few crow's feet blooming and some creases around the mouth, but I have the same hair, less the bangs - and it's a little shorter. The body...NOT the same. I'm a hurtin' unit in that department. Oh well. Such is life. It's my own damn fault. Although now that I look at the pic closely, I was a little pudgy then - not quite at my best. I would still KILL to have that little pudge. *sigh* It was the beginning of the end...hahahahahahaha!
OK, enough of that shit. Happy Birthday to me! It is Crazydogmamapalooza today! You all better be nice to me. ;-)
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
GEEEEZ! All you Facebook people have gone bonkers! I had about 400 messages and things to accept and apparently you can get to level 12 in "Mafia Wars" without even knowing how to play! LOL! I don't check my profile very often - perhaps I should. Then, as I am madly accepting Mafia gifts and whatnot, about 10 of my contacts are trying to chat with me at the same time. It was utter chaos...
I need a drink and a cigarette to recover from y'all....hehe.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
I'm running around like a headless chicken trying to get ready for my trip. All the while, my dogs are eating weird mushrooms in the backyard and then puking them back up on the carpet, then getting into the leftover Halloween candy, then finding new places to pee and new ways to piss me off. Its like they KNOW I'm leaving. Now Louie is pouting in the corner. I've never seen such a pitiful face. If you could only see his face in the picture.
Monday, November 09, 2009
*This is a very feminine post about farting and belching. If those things offend you, please keep reading.
So I have all of this hamburger meat in my freezer that I have to eat up. I thought, how about Sloppy Joe's? I haven't had a Sloppy Joe for like, 20 years. (I pride myself on NOT eating things out of cans.) BUT, I broke down my pride and used a can of Manwich sauce. BAD.IDEA. I have been constantly belching and farting for a straight 24 hours. I am NOT kidding. It is BAD. I can't even stand myself. I kept myself awake all night. I am thanking God that my officemate called in sick. It WON'T stop!! I am a normal person in this department normally, but crap on a cracker, I could've propelled myself to work this morning without starting the car! Beano does not work. Antacids do not work. I really need this to stop now. Thank you.
Aren't you glad you read my blog?
Saturday, November 07, 2009
First, I'm listening to my iPod again, of course, and you know that song "The Reason" by Hoobastank? The lyrics are actually quite powerful in my opinion.
Tell me what you think. I'm interested in your thoughts.

Second, I just purchased the blue and black striped scarf and the white hat. I thought they'd be cute for the winter. Like them?
Thanks in advance! ~ big kisses!
Crazydogmama
Sent from my Verizon Wireless BlackBerry
Friday, November 06, 2009


Happy girl I am! And it is not even my birthday yet!!
The house is wreck since putting the fireplace in - everything I own is scattered everywhere. It makes me nervous. I don't know why. Things are not clean or organized or neat and it makes me all twitchy. I don't seem to be in an all-out quick hurry to clean it though...
On my iPod, I have a VERY eclectic blend of music. Currently I'm rockin' out to "Mama Said Knock You Out". LOL I don't get into Rap generally, but I LOVE that song. I like Boxing too - probably why I like the song. Hey - rock with me...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7l250E5uM4
I know ALL the words and sing it out loud. With moves. It makes me feel all macho. It also raises a few eyebrows. hehe...
Dude! LL Cool J has some guns - damn!
"Mama Said Knock You Out"
Thursday, November 05, 2009
My ass is being sent to New Jersey/New York for a week to work. I booked my flight and Hotel and will arrive at Newark Airport on the 15th. Several things:
1. I am excited because I have never been to the East Coast and I will get to see (a little bit of) New York. The Mfg. plant is in Jersey where most of my time will be spent, but I will be DAMNED if I am not going to travel to NY when it is only 20 minutes away.
2. The only seats left on the airplane were middle seats. GOD.HELP.ME. (and the people next to me)
3. My boss is going with me and I told her that "All work and no play makes Cheryl a pissed off girl". (If you have ever read/seen "The Shining", you know what I mean here.) I said I wanted to see ONE thing in NY and have dinner. Empire State Building, Statue of Liberty, Ground Zero, whatever...but I HAVE TO see one thing. I may have to shop, too, but I'm not going to push it. :-)
4. Many photos will be taken, even if they are of my feet.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
I actually have lots to talk about, but my tummy is upset and I need to rest for awhile. I'll ramble a little later.
Just let me know you're out there once in awhile, K? I almost shut down the bloggery a couple of times because I started to ask myself why...why do I do this? I still ask myself that, but it is kind of cool to know people do read me. It is motivating!
Thanks again for speaking up and I'll keep up the freak show!
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Monday, November 02, 2009
1. I don't always take my makeup off before going to bed.
2. I love to pop zits. Anyone's.
3. I love the smell of gasoline.
4. I have a hard time finishing books. I start one, then start another one, and so on and so on.
5. I used to be a neat freak, and suddenly I'm a slob and I don't care.
6. I have never thought that Brad Pitt was good looking. At all.
7. I get obsessive about certain things and I drive myself crazy.
8. I spend a shitload of money on expensive shampoo/conditioner.
9. I am very uncomfortable on airplanes and I'm wondering how much Valium I'm gonna have to take on the way to the East Coast. I'm not afraid it will crash - it is the small seat with too many people around.
10. I can't close a Ziplock bag to save my life.
Sunday, November 01, 2009










Saturday, October 31, 2009
Apparently, my honey was talking to his good friend who I hadn't met yet, and trying to reassure him that he and his wife would like me. (We were all getting together for dinner.) He told his friend "If you don't like Cheryl, there is something wrong with you."
That made me cry. Somtimes it is hard for me to believe compliments about myself.
Friday, October 30, 2009
I was in a meeting with my boss and she started laughing and told me she couldn't talk to me seriously with me grinning at her with fangs on. LOL!
Just got back from dinner out and I'm sooo glad it's Friday! It looks like NJ/NY is a go - but we haven't sorted out the details yet. I'll probably be going the week of my b-day. That will be weird!
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
It has been a SPLENDID morning.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Went out with mom tonight - had prime rib, went shopping and went back to her house and watched 'Along Came Polly' (I love that stupid movie). I'm dead. Gonna hit the sheets. Blog more tomorrow.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
I bottle things up and I let things go and go and gooooo. Then, one day, I explode all over you with hell's fury. I can only take so much bullshit until I tell you how it is. That was work today. Then I get a bunch of condescending crap and people trying to say I can't handle stress. It is not stress. It is anger. NOT the same. If only they KNEW how much crap I've put up with and stress I've endured in my life. Pffft. What I can't handle is incompetence, arrogance, laziness and people's PERCEPTIONS of reality. I get so damn sick of judgemental drama. Just get the fuck out of my face. Sometimes I really hate people. No wonder I like dogs better. I guess what gets me through times like this is knowing who I am. If I was having an identity crisis, I'd really be in trouble. I have my good points, but I also know that once I get to the breaking point, well, it isn't pretty. I'm very direct and I don't mince words. Many people aren't ready for that - especially since I'm mostly calm, collected and usually the comic relief (I deflect with humor). I'm tired and I've been working too much. I think it's time for a break. Like it or not. Let's hope it isn't someone's arm.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
The best things about working from home are the puppy dogs laying next to me and not having to wear pants. Got a big pot of chili cooking and the house smells soooo good. I haven't eaten anything yet today and I'm starving. The smell is killing me and it won't be ready until 3.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
It is bad enough that I have no life outside of working really, but when I work all day Friday, into Friday night AND THEN KEEP GOING until 4:30 am Saturday...well, you start to wonder about yourself. Now, one of my coworkers went to Hawaii last week and I was given impossible deadlines, but I can't believe this is happening to me. I am becoming one of those people I never thought I would be. When I was younger, I remember stupid things happening at work and someone would say "Screw it - it's not like we're curing cancer here.". HA. Now I can't say that. That is what my company is actually trying to do. So much for excuses! :-)
So I slept all day and am all turned around. I went to bed at 4:30 am, got back up at 9 am and had breakfast from the Sultan Bakery (that place has the BEST breakfast! Read the first review by Dan P. in the link - it is funny.), then went back to bed and slept until 4 pm. I'm totally screwed. This is worse than jet lag -NOT that I would know what that is like because I've never been out of the Pacific Time Zone. Fuck I'm pathetic.
I just ordered a pizza. For the second time this week. So much for healthy. I have about 50 unwatched DVD's sitting here and am trying to decide which one to watch. It is a party - I'm telling you. The dogs even abandoned me last night around 2 am and went to bed without me. They are confused. I have "The Proposal" with Sandra Bullock here to watch, but I'm thinking something like "Woodchipper Massacre" might be more appropriate tonight. Hehe.






