A New Year!

1 01 2010

Happy New Year, peeps!

I don’t make resolutions because I try to set goals for myself throughout the year. This year however, I have decided on a question;

“How will that look in our new house?”

You see, The Girl and I would like to buy a house in the near future. As much as we love living in our current pad, the time will come to move into a home of our own. If the landlord has her way, that won’t be anytime soon. She is a sweet elderly woman and she has come to rely on us to take care of things. Recently she hurt her back so in addition to replacing all the batteries in the smoke detectors, moving lawn furniture in and out of the shed and shoveling the snow off the porch, we have begun to do her food shopping and picking up her prescriptions for her. We don’t mind at all and we are both happy we are here to help her out.

The lady that lived her before us did nothing.

The landlord asked us not to move and honestly, I don’t think we would feel right if we did. As much as I hate to see it happen, I think assisted living is in her near future. Until then, we will stay put.

So back to the question of the year. I have begun to ask both myself and TG this simple question as a way to gauge the necessity of the item we are about to buy. Let me give you an example;

TG: I want to buy myself a new school bag.

Me: What’s wrong with the school bags you have now?

TG: Nothing, I would really just like to have a new one.

Me: How do you think that new school bag will look in our new house?

TG: You know what? The bags I have work just fine! I don’t need a new one!

Easy peasy! This will go for our wedding too. We have no interest in spending a ton of money on a big elaborate affair. It’s not our style anyway…

What do you have in mind for 2010?

Not So Much…

4 11 2009


… in Maine.


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Not So Wordless

28 10 2009

Kizz is home sick today and asked her readers to ask her some questions. I asked one that I am answering here;


My attempt to bring a smile to my friends face. Sorry Kizz, it’s the best I can do today.

In other news, which if you clicked on the link to Kizz’s blog you already know, the Chili family lost a four legged member today. Show her some love, would ya?

Quote of The Week

14 10 2009

I have been thinking for a while now that I am going to start posting some of the funny shit I hear. I hear a lot of funny shit. One can’t work with the population that I do without running into some characters who say things that either make me ’bout pee my pants laughing or look at them and wonder what the farg they were thinking. The following falls into the “what the farg were you thinking” category;

“You might want to check in on her every once in a while and make sure she is still breathing.”



Really? How is it possible that you hold the position you do?

Did I mention this was said to an intern? The poor thing was probably ready to lose her lunch.

I don’t know, but I would think that if you are concerned the client will stop breathing, don’t ya think it might be a good idea to maybe send her to the hospital?!


But what do I know? I’m just a lowly counselor.

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Ten Thingies

13 10 2009

The Girl and I had date day on Sunday. We went up to Ogunquit Maine for a few hours, strolled around, took some pictures, and drank coffee. Here are some pics from our trip;



We had breakfast in Portsmouth. This dude was at our table.


A view from the Marginal Way

A view from the Marginal Way


The Path

The Path


Sometimes I can get a pretty good shot with my phone.

Sometimes I can get a pretty good shot with my phone.


We walked out of the coffee shop at Perkin's Cove because the lady was rude. The man in the photo was not.

We walked out of the coffee shop at Perkin's Cove because the lady was rude. The man in the photo was not.

Sorry. Wrong photo… See below for the nice man.






Some of the shops are as small as our guest bedroom. Sometimes I just stay outside and take pictures of flowers while The Girl looks around.

Some of the shops are as small as our guest bedroom. Sometimes I just stay outside and take pictures of flowers while The Girl looks around.


No offense to our neighbors to the north (Hi Bitch!), but the Canadians seem to have a hard time parking.

Dude, your car is half the size as mine! I managed to fit in between you and the van on the other side. WTF!

Dude, your car is half the size as mine! I managed to fit in between you and the van on the other side. WTF!


Happy Tuesday! Peace out, Peeps!

Happy Tuesday! Peace out, Peeps!

The Joys of Working In A Detox

7 10 2009

My work cares about good hygiene. Observe;







All of these hand washing posters are in the woman’s bathroom that is attached to the staff lounge. In addition to these posters, we have received a number of emails regarding H1N1. They tell us to cover our coughs and sneezes, not to use others phones or key boards, stay home of we are sick, and of course, wash our hands.

They ought to put up a couple of posters that say;

Don’t Leave A Cup of Piss On The Table In The Bathroom!


Granted, this was in the upstairs staff bathroom, but still.  I suppose if one is having a bad hair day, one could sprinkle a little piss on their hair and then use the brush they provide for us.


1 07 2009

I’m back already! Here are some pictures I have taken in the last month or so;

Another Punkin plate

Another Punkin plate

"If it's in stock, we have it"??? That's fucking dumb.

"If it's in stock, we have it"??? That's fucking dumb.

I'll take my dinner to go

I'll take my dinner to go

MST has the best shirts;

Too Many Dicks On The Dance Floor

Too Many Dicks On The Dance Floor



This last picture has a story. This story is called “Another Reason Why I Love My Girlfriend.”

We decided to buy a LCD TV. I have wanted one for a very long time, I asked her about it and she was all about it. So we go to Best Buy and talked with the dude (who worked for the cable company, not Best Buy) who helped us pick out the right TV for us. He did not try to sell us something we didn’t need or want. In fact, he saved us a couple of hundred bucks by talking me OUT of something. So, away he goes to get our TV. He came back empty handed and tells us it’s out of stock but goes on to say that they have one that has been returned, a “open box” as they call it.  I am skeptical, to say the least. I ask the guy if I can have a look at it, because you know, I am a TV expert and I will be able to tell if there is anything wrong with it by a simple visual inspection. He opens the box, pulls the TV out and tells me that it still has it’s full warranty.

We’ll take it!

The Girl pays for the TV with her card and roll the thing out the car. While walking through the parking lot, I said to The Girl;

“Did we just pay $209 for this TV?”

“I think so. Yes, we did.” While checking the receipt.

“We gotta go back in there.”

“Yes we do!”

Here is the breakdown; The original price was $699. It was on sale for $599. Because we got the “open box” the price was $490 for a total savings of $209. The kid at the register rang us in at the SAVINGS price.

We go back in, explain to the lady what happened who, because she can’t believe we came back, calls the manager to ask him or her if  “there is anything we can do for them because they came back”. They took another $100 off! On top of that we got a rebate from the cable company! Total price for our 37 inch LCD TV: $350.

My girl not hesitating to do the right thing: Priceless.

Hence, the title of my story.

You thought I chose the title because she let me get the TV, didn’t ya?

I can read the score without my glasses on!

I can read the score without my glasses on!

I would like to thank Auntie Teacher for lending me her TV for all these years. I would also like to add that this picture was taken today.

Mr. Chili was at this game!

The Sox won in a extra innings thriller! Unlike last nights game where they blew a 9 run lead and ended up losing 11-10.

The End.

Sunday Snapshot

29 03 2009

 It occurred to me today that some of you didn’t know I was moving. Sorry. I moved. Right next door to where I used to live. The apartment became available a couple of months ago and luckily it didn’t get rented. It’s mine now! All my stuff is out of storage! 

 Anyway, I was going through some pictures and I found this one;


 This is one of two pictures of Chili and me when we were kids. Well, I only have two. You got any, Chili?

There Is Someone I Want You To Meet

17 03 2009

 Get comfortable people. This is going to be a long one. 

 I have always been someone who keeps my dating adventures (or in the past couple of years, mis-adventures) to myself until I get a sense of where the relationship will go. I never dated a lot so when I did, the questions from my loving peeps came fast and furious. Most of the questions I didn’t have an answer for, so, I decided a long time ago that it would be best if I just kept it to myself for a bit. It always worked out to be about a month or so before I would tell my peeps I had been dating someone new. This system worked very well for me. Well, maybe not so well because none of the relationships turned out to be the “one”, but I think you get my drift.

 When I look back, I can see how the universe has laid everything out perfectly for me. Let me explain;

 I was talking to Auntie Teacher a couple of weeks ago, just shooting the shit. We go on and on about school, work, her broken thermostat in her car, blah, blah, blah when she asks me what’s going on in the dating department. Since I will not lie, even by omission, I tell her that, as a matter of fact, I am going to meet up with a girl next week. I had no plan of sharing this info, but since she asked, I told her. The universe was already at work and was shouting at me to do things differently this time. 

 “Where are you taking her?” 

 “I’m not taking her anywhere! We are meeting at Starbucks to hang out and have coffee!” 

 Notice the ‘tude I had with my peep? That was my way of saying that it was not a date, it was hanging out. Although she seemed really nice, easy to talk to, and not a weirdo, I felt the need to continue to not quiet cross over the “date” line. Auntie Teacher, being the amazing and supportive friend that she is, in a very calm voice simply said;

“OK, let me know how it goes.”

 Fast forward to the next day when I am driving in to work with Boss. She’s talking and talking about the boys in her life, the kids, the job, blah, blah, blah, when she asks me what’s going on in the dating department.

 What the fuck people, get out of my head!

 So I give her the scoop.

 “What’s her name?”

 “Her name is __________, but until further notice, she will be refered to as ‘the girl’!”

 “OK Auntie, calm down. We’ll call her “the girl” if it makes you feel better. So tell me what you know about her.”

 So for the rest of the ride in I tell Boss what I know; she’s 32, a SPED teacher, two sisters, two nieces and a nephew, she likes to read, wants to have kids (this is a deal breaker for me. I wouldn’t have bothered going out with her if she didn’t.), is in school, likes to go camping, and been single for enough time to get over her ex. I go on to say that it seems like we  have a lot in common, including our personal beliefs, values, and how we view the world and that I am “cautiously optimistic.”

 So, the girl and I talk and email before we go to “hang out”. We actually had planned to meet up earlier but because of both of our schedules, we were practicly killing ourselves to me mindful of each others time. She has work and school, I have work and school. Typically if a girl said to me “Hey, sounds like you have a busy day, why don’t we plan on another day” I would have thought she was trying to back out of the date hanging out. With the girl though, I only felt like she was being understanding and respectful of my time. We planned for Tuesday.

 She was already at Starbucks when I got there. When I walked in and saw her sitting there, her sparkling eyes and warm welcoming smile made me feel right at home. When  I sat down and we started talking, it felt like I was meeting up with an old friend. I knew instantly that this was going to be different.

 It was easy to talk to her. She put me so at ease that I could just be myself. She talked, I listened. I talked she listened. We laughed, we smiled, I realized that I could not let this girl go with out asking her out again.

 No way, no how.

 I stopped listening and started thinking about exactly how I was going to ask her out again. Don’t worry, I have already apologized to her for not being a good listener and she accepted. 

 When it was time to go, I told her that I really enjoyed myself  and I wanted to see her again if she was up for it. She said she was and we made plans to hang out go on another date on Sunday. 

 I told her I would call her in a couple of days. She said OK and we parted ways.

 I got in the car, thought that I was a moron for saying I would call her in a couple of days because I wanted to call her tomorrow. Since I said it I had to stick to it.  

 From there I drove to Boss’s office. I walked in, Boss took one look at me and said “Oh boy, Auntie!! It went well!! Tell me all about it! I am so excited for you!” while bouncing on her toes and clapping her hands. 

 The girl and I talked on Thursday. We kept each other up WAY past our bedtimes. Friday morning I sent Boss a text message that said “Boss, I really like __________.” The next time I talked to Boss, she said that she new that the girl was different because I used her name and that she was really happy for me. She also said it was about fucking time I met someone.

 In the interest of time (I have to get ready for work), I am turning this post into a Ten Things Tuesday;

1. I asked the girl permission to blog about her, she said yes. She wanted to know when I was planning on introducing her to you all and I told her when I could come up with a pseudonym for her. I told her that I was planning on starting the story as “the girl.” She said she liked it and wanted to be referred to as the girl. I explained that to me, “the girl” was not really a term of endearment. She maintained that she liked it though. At that, Chili came to mind. Chili has what she calls capital “G” girlfriends. I told the girl that I would start by calling her “the girl” and then as the story went on, she would become “The Girl” with caps. The Girl said that she liked that so  from this point forward, she is The Girl.

2. Chili elluded to The Girl in this post. I understand what she meant when she wrote “and it’s about time” but it is VERY important to note that before The Girl, I was happy. The truth is I love my life and didn’t feel like I was lacking anything. Sure, I wanted a partner but I did not need one, per say. The Girl and I have talked extensively about this and we are both in agreement that neither one of us was looking for someone to “complete” each other. 

3. The Girl and I are also in agreement that a big piece of why this is working out is because we came into it from a very healthy place in our lives both emotionally and spiritually. We have both done a lot of work to get here and we have made a commitment to continue to nurture ourselves first. I have always maintained that I can’t give away what I don’t have. When I take care of myself, the people in my life also reap the fruits. 

4. When telling SLM1 about The Girl, she said that she was so happy for me and she could tell something was different. That meant a lot to me because I am being very mindful to do this differently. The old ways just didn’t work. Everything about this is different and that is a good thing.

5. I very quickly developed feelings for The Girl. I struggled with wanting to take things slow but at the same time, trust my heart. Both Chili and SLM1 reminded me that I am in a place in my life where I can trust myself and that I will know exactly what to do. Thank you ladies, you were right. If you had asked me a few weeks ago if I would be in this place with The Girl, I would have said no. Today though, I can say that I am trusting myself and following my heart. Everything about this is right and I am exactly where I want and need to be.

6. I have made up my mind not to be scared about this. I have already had some feelings from my past that have come up. The Girl and I are talking them out. I trust her enough to allow myself to be vulnerable. I am pleased to say that the couple of times I have had scary feelings, I was given the space I needed to deal, and the respect of being heard and validated. Because of this I have come full circle from being afraid and throwing a wall up to moving through my shit in a healthy way. I have said it to The Girl already, but I would like to say it to her again here; Thank you.

7. Before the second date happened, I knew I wanted The Girl to meet my peeps, and more importantly, my family. This is HUGE for me. How huge, you ask? Well, let me tell you that the last woman I dated NEVER MET MY FAMILY. We dated for 6 months… The Girl has met some of my peeps (and was very well received!) and will meet the fam soon. 

8. Last night with the fam, I asked Punkin and Bean if they wanted to meet The Girl. Punkin was all about it but Bean said “not really”. Bean couldn’t explain why though. I told her that that was fine and I wouldn’t bring her up until she was ready. Chili made a funny face about it and I made it clear to her that I was going to honor Beans feelings. When I told The Girl about it, she said that she absolutely did not want to meet Bean until she was ready. That’s just fucking awesome.

9. The Girl does not like baseball. I told her that I didn’t need her to like baseball but how do you feel about the Yankees? 

 ” I don’t have an opinion about them.” she said

 “Wrong fucking answer! They suck! That is all I need you to know about baseball!”

 She laughed and said  “I would be happy to watch baseball with you. It’s not really about what I’m doing, it’s who I am doing it with that is important.” (TBD, take a page from her book and go to a fucking baseball game with me, would ya?!)

 The next morning she called me and said that she had done some research and then proceeded to tell me that the rilvery between the Sox and spankies started with the trade of The Babe. She continued to tell me about it but I didn’t hear a word because I was so in awe of that seemingly small gesture. Wow.

10. The Girl was going to Dunks and asked me if I wanted a bagel. You should know that The Girl is Pretty health conscience.

 “What would you say if I said I wanted a donut?”

 “I would say; Do you want sprinkles on that?”

 Wow again! 


 The Girl has already been to my blog and has been poking around a bit. She was reluctant at first because she doesn’t know the players. I was reluctant at first because I knew it wouldn’t take her long to figure out that I love to flirt with Kizz (hey Kizz! How you doing?). I told her that my nature is to flirt but that it is harmless. She said she had no issues with it. I told her that was good because it wasn’t going to change. She said she wouldn’t want it to. 

  There is so much more but I gotta get going here. I will end with this; She’s got me peeps. We have shared a lot in the last few weeks, and I will tell you that I am happily falling for her more and more each day and I couldn’t be more grateful that she is in my world.



10 03 2009

 I wasn’t expecting the snow we got. I was kinda pissed about it because I am so ready for spring. This morning I decided to stop at the park before seeing clients. I left a lot less pissed at winter. 










 Some of the pictures are so so but I needed ten..

 Happy Tuesday!