I am lame on the computer

I mean I rarely do anything other than check my e-mail and facebook pages.

I have no idea on how to make a link for my pictures, so I put them up on my blog for you to browse.

I am writing a book

then I really am! mind you me. it is SLOW going.

"What are YOU writing about," you ask?

well I'll tell you! The dating life of Molly! Ta-da! everything from Bill and the e-mail break up, to the married man with 4 kids and the pregnant wife!

for those of you who are not caught up on that story, welp you are in for a doosy! and you'll either have to ask my mother, or wait till I put it up on here.

sorry I am super bad at posting.

GUESS WHAT I DID!?!?!?!

I am gonna make you guess for a-bout a minute, but because you will guess wrong after ten minutes; I am gonna save us all that time and just tell you.

I have found a few families in Italy!

the soonest I will leave is September, latest being December.
GAAAASPPPP! I did it!, I am doing it! and it will be done!

I is gonna be moving to Italy!

GOO! eh?
EH . . .?

um . . . yup yup yup yup yup . . .

not only am I remembering the muppet show from back in the day, but I am also trying to let you know that the "advise" you just gave me; went in one ear and out the other.

point in case. over the past week. family and people I don't even know have told me to be careful of what I say on the internet via my own blog and face book.
1) I have not put up anything that I would not say to someone's face, and
2) if you don't like it don't read it. I won't be offended. ( mother this goes for you)

I am loving that I am not two different people anymore! sometimes I swear! (GASP) and not to be the bearer of bad news and calling someone out, but mom T & J have had the F word on their FB pages! so there!

love you really I do, and I do what you say most the time, but some times when I am having a really bad day, I just might say "shit balls!" and I do feel better afterwards.

I feel like crap

I really do feel like crap. I hope that I don"t have the swine flu.
I don't but, GOO if I did.
mom, I feel like crap. sicky crap. the kind of crap that I wish that you were here or vice versa, to hold me and make me feel not like crap.

I am working too much and for not enough money.
GOO!

yea, it fine . . .

no it's not. and that is not just me, that is most females. Unfortunately I am a gluten for punishment.
I am very understanding, and I can't wait for something I want; however, I can take only so much. mind you I am no where near my point of bursting.

because it has been so long since my last post, let me fill you in kids.

I work at California Pizza Kitchen, and once a week the Karl Strauss guy comes in to check our beer. It took me well over 6 months to remember his first name, Mike. (really molly, REALLY?) He is a very attractive member of the male sex! One of the girls I work with gets really shy around cute guys and would have to hide so's not to have to run into him. (funny stuff)
ANYWHO; come march, I have sold many a beer and get to go on a beer tour! guess who our tour guide is?

yup

I made him drink all my beers cause I don't like beer AT ALL. Never have never will. (not that it has stopped my friends from trying to make me drink it.) So near the end of the tour, he was a little tipsy and I maybe tricked him into a number exchange. (for which I feel very little guilt) NOW, we all know that I have only had one relationship before or as I will say in the words of Dane Cook "relatin-shit." So Dani took it upon herself to take me under her wing of dating do's and DON'T's.

Mike made the first move. (which is why I don't feel that bad over me tricking him for the number) we went out with his friends. later that week we went to lunch, I asked so I paid. then I was work ing later then I though I was going to and missed his call for a movie night. (I felt so bad!) Texting ensued and I ended up going up to his place at 12! (breath momma) After watching a rather bad movie ( which he picked and the lights were on for most of ) (also, he tried to kill a spider and screamed GOO! I died of internal laughter) we started to watch Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.
during which he kissed me. it was cute . . . and then good.

and I have, LITERALLY seen him once a week for the past three. today we were planning on having lunch at 1:30, and al of a sudden his boos decides to follow him all over town. so here I am sitting in a coffee shop on my 2nd cup of hot water and lemon, curled hair, new dress, make-up on (although the make up is also for work tonight), sitting with my computer, wanting more than I get out of pears.

(I don't like to "shit where I eat" and although Mike is not with CPK, he is a little to close to my plate. So his code name is Pears and only 7 people know that Pears is mike. Everyone else just knows I am kinda seeing some new guy.)

nothing and then take a deep breath and start looking anywhere other than you . . .

I have no idea what either you just said, or what i am doing.

point in case, Just today my momma told me how to upload a picture onto my blog. so here we go. this my mothers BEFORE picture. love you momma!

Goo!

I mean any of the following. 

eww, 

gross, 

sad day, 

oh that was sour, 

oh he was cute, 

oh he was UGLY, 

bitter, 

groggy, 

oh crap!, 

get ya right there, 

sweet, 

nasty.

so have fun trying to find out which one I mean.

Netflicks has saved my life

I mean due to the lack of my social one. 

oh, ouch! I have some cramp-age going on

I really mean, "OH! SON OF A . . . ! WHO HAS SOME FRAK'N IBUPROFEN!?"

yes kids, today I was the evil, mean, moody co-worker who was suffering from PMS. or as I like to term it . . . Potential Murder Suspect.  Pain set in around 3:00 just as people decided "huh, late afternoon lunch? Yes, please!" Me + 8 tables at once + a big helping of pain x (multiply)(for you fools who didn't get it) slow speaking, drink needing, pizza eating, waiter wavers = molly having a semi-bad day.

"What makes a real bad day Molly?" you ask?

I will tell you! (and it is not work related)

spending the day getting ready for a date with a really cute guy, having him come out to meet your friends and go out dancing . . . you look G R E A T, and 20 minutes before he is going to pick you up, he all of a sudden thinks that this would be a great time to tell you about his wife and 3 kids. 

please note: this has not happened to me. I am just saying my day could have SO much worse. I think that would be a really bad day, Plus if you add the PMS, that married man would be a dead man.

Wow and now I am rambling. Frak 

(please also note I used my addiction to BSG and Private Pratice to cope with my bad day. Had Grey's been new I would have watched it to. and now I am to head home to watch The English Patient cause Net flicks saved my life! 

OH! No, yea, cool that you are sort of dating!

I mean GOO! No NO NOOOO! not cool at all! I realize that you live far away and you would much rather have a finished master piece than a work in progress, in fact you should.  But GOO for me! I don't get to call dibbs like you are the top bunk at summer camp. 

I really have no right to be even slightly upset that utah boy is dating a good LDS girl who is planning on going on her mission soon. I hold no bars for no one but myself for being envious that she has seen him more than I have.  and incase you were wondering: 2! 2 times I have seen him! I am crazy, right? crazy for thinking that after seeing someone twice that there is anything there at all, right?

Hi my name is Molly and I am crazy because I am jealous of I girl I have never met because she is dating a boy I've met twice. nice to meet you!

GOO!

Big Bear waits for me

I mean I AM SO EXCITED TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dani and Freddy are gonna let me borrow snow clothes and I am gonna rent boots and a board, 'cause I was lame and didn't bring mi l'crap-e back with me.

We will be  leaving around 12 sunday night and will be there for two days! Dani's family has a cabin there so no hotel, I will be bringing CARDS and by the end of the trip everyone WILL be in love with the card game called MAIO! (I love this game, and no one in my family wants to play . . . EVER! So heartbreaking)  

I am dating,

I mean that I went pass the two week mark and am now done; then I welcome the world of dating!

I met Bradley in early November, took him to a Christmas party, couldn't wait to see him after I came back from Christmas to give him his hand made hat, met his mother and brother, and made plans for New Years eve.

Then I woke up New Years eve day . . . and was done. Over it. I no longer wanted to see him. 

"But Molly, WHY?" you ask?

Well I talked it out with Julie and Randi, here is what we came up with. At first I realized I was a bit embarrassed by him and didn't want Julie to meet him, not that she would judge. but I would mind how he got along and I would be judging him. Not fair to the poor man. (yes man. 35 yrs. = man)

I also wasn't having a good time anymore, I was starting to feel a Lil' bit of pressure in the . . . uh . . . PHYSICAL department if you get the drift. Point in case; on one occasion after having a lunch date, Bradley dropped me back at my house and came in. Sitting on the couch was not enough for him! Oh no! After a rather small make-out, I HAD to start getting ready for work. At this point in the story I will not put what he did, because it was crude, vulgar, and was so . . . GOO!!!! that it need not be thought of again. Needless to say after that I was SUPER done! 

But his B-day was two days later, so I held out for just a bit longer. Which meant that I had to go to a bad old movie, and sit with him and his mother, and avoid his mouth for three more days.

BUT all is well now! I am DONE & FREE once more! Not that I am free of all boys. I had a date with gym boy, (was SO bad by the way and am done with that one too!) (note to men: NEVER CALL A GIRL NERDY FOR READING AT THE GYM, AND TELL HER THAT SHE HAS THICK THIGHS!!!! YOU WILL NOT GET HER TO DINNER! COFFEE SHOP IS ALL YOU GET!)

And I still have small, slight, quiet crushes here and there and, yes back home in the great state of Utah. Will try to do better of keeping you posted.