today, I am going to just say it.

I am dating a man named Jeff. due to that fact that I think he may have googled my name, and maybe knows about my blog, I won't say too much.

three weeks in and it looks promising. no tattoos, no piercings, has a cool job, has never been married, IS NOT CURRENTLY MARRIED, is a huge movie buff, has great taste in food, puts WAY TOO much salt on his food, loves mayo, gets along great with his family, is very close to his family, has started growing scruff on his face because I like it, has put food that he knows I like in his fridge so I will eat it, watched Tinker Bell and the Lost Treasure with me because Sarah said it was good and I wanted to see it, lets me cook for him and eats it even if it is not how he likes his eggs, has big soft lips, doesn't push for more than I give, and I have seen his house.

And he rubs my feet when they are cold, grabs the big blue blanket when I get cold, and sometimes he lets me pay.

As my mother so called him, this is Seal Beach, man-Jeff

Quote of the Day:
ME: un, due, tre, quattro, cinque, sei sette, otto, nove, deici.
FONZ: There you go! good job!
ME; that was Italian, not spanish.
FONZ: yeah, you could go to France!

Alfonzeo, is my manager at work.

yesterday

I maybe had the worst cramps in my life. I am talking, could not breath, fell out of the tub, laying motion-less on the floor, cramps from hell.
So, what did I do? Called my mother. Cause she is 6 hours away and can help. She in turn called my sister, who called me. Meanwhile I am still writhing in pain on the floor. Sarah tells me to breath deep and relax, that's all I can do.
THAT'S ALL I CAN DO!?!?!?!?!?!? AAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!
shortly after all of this and FINALLY my 800 Ibp starts to dull the senses of the ovaries trying to rip themselves from my body, I called mom. (not my mother)
"mom?" (very shaky and broken voice)
"Molly!? WHAT'S wrong, what do you need? what can I do!?"

she went a bought me a heating pad! Bless her soul! and chased after an ice cream truck for me! Now that's is a best friend for ya! So, today, I am thankful for Best Friends!

Quote of the Day (is actually from last Saturday. I promised Matt I would put it up)
while at my brother-in-law's B-day BBQ, two of the 10 kids that were running all over the place, ran into each other.

MATT: uh oh. two kids bumped heads and there is blood.

a few seconds later

MATT: (pointing to one of the other fathers) HAHAHA!!!!! They're BOTH yours!

the other day. . .

I get fed up with people that don't do as I would have them do. and so this time instead of throwing my hands up, I opened my mouth and asked about it.

Bob and I have been having this weird, 4-5 month, flirting, thing. the first time we hung out with people, he nipped at my ear.
Let me just repeat that, HE NIPPED AT MY EAR! And then nothing for 5-ish months. hangout here, geo-caching there. NOTHING!

Then, on sunday, I grew a pair. We talked, and cuddled, and I pushed. BADDA-BING, BADDA-BOOM! I got my puuh of play time.

Quote of That Day.

ME: If I kissed you would you kiss me back?
BOB: Do you want me to kiss you?
ME: . . . That didn't answer my question . . . but yes. I'll put my face right in front of yours and we'll see who looses this battle.

today I was asked a simple question.

I can never give a simple answer.

Quote of the Day.
SIR: Molly, we were all just saying how funny you are! Now, is your sense of humor because you are from Utah, or because you've left Utah? heh heh heh (he thought he was being funny)

Molly: Neither. I was ugly once, so I had to get a personality.

burst of laughter

Molly: You think I am kidding, but I'm not.

today, I got shit done!

I woke up at 10 (I know!) and started cleaning the bathroom, and my room. There is not one scrap of garbage anywhere! Mind you my clothes are still everywhere, but trash gone! I then cleaned the bathroom and took a shower while scrubbing it to the death!

I then got ready, curled my hair, pined it up, MADE a bow to put in my hair, put on make-up, got dressed and peaced out.

Changed my oil, bought new work pants and went shopping for a new tooth brush, mouth rinse, vitamin E, body wash, and I threw a small Snickers egg for good measure. I was $1.18 short. I had another $20 in the car, but before I could run out to go grab it, the lady behind me gave the cashier$1.25. I love people like this! without even the slightest bit of hesitation, she just gave it to the cashier. As soon as I got out to my car, I grabbed $2 and stuffed it in her bag with a big hug and a thank you!

She is living proof that kindness is alive and well in America!

Quote of the Day:
LADY: Here you go, hunny.
ME: Uh . . . Thank you!
LADY: You are welcome sugar! God bless you.
ME: You too! Have a good day!

today, I slept till 2:30

so because I am a lazy mother trucker, and was up till 3 last night, I slept all day. not much has gone on, but the day (for me) is still young-ish.

Oooo, but I did see a young man walking around the book store dressed as the white rabbit and his friend sure is the Mad Hatter.

Quote of the Day:

Mother in the book store as crazy boy's walked past: Nice hat.

today, I was rolled up on at the temple like I was at a bar.

nuff said

New Quote of the Day:
DUDE: So . . . you got a facebook page?

today, milk

So, I made the HUGE mistake of forgetting that I had to be to work at 8 this morning. I realized it at 1:30 am while I was hot tubing it with my friends Mikey and Kyle (also known as BOB. . . not to be confused with B.Y.O.B. who is Brigham).

At 7:50-ish, I fell out of bed grabbed a top and jeans as I rushed out the door and into the car. Driving to work isn't always a breeze, but today God blessed me with all green lights. MY manager, Ricky, glared at me as I walked in knowing that 20 kids were-a-coming in at 9. 20 sweet, energetic, smart ass 5th graders. Ricky, doesn't like kids that are not his own. Much like most of the world. Please do not add me to this grouping, for I love 'em . . . most of 'em.

It's been said that "patience is a virtue," I lost mine while hearing the answers to the questions I asked. A few were very bright, the punk snowboard kid and the red-headed ones funny enough. AND then there was the end table where the most severe cases of "that kid in class" syndrome sat. Text Book Sally, and future Mouth Breather (MB) were by far the . . . spotlight of my day. These kids are learning about artists and to be more specific, Georgia O'keefe. I asked them to tell me all about her. I got a novel out of the first. I literally had time to take a two minute nap. then I got:

The Quote of the Day:
ME: What can you tell me about Georgia O'keefe? You?
MB: MILK!

ten minutes later

ME: Name me different types of cheeses?
MB: MILK!

another ten

ME: Favorite type of pizza?
MB: MILK!
ME: Oh that's right, your THAT kid in class.
The teacher snorted into her lemonade.

today, I had to work

A new year has begun and so it seems a new me also. So, why not a new try at the blog.

Today I worked from 8:15 to 7:45 with small breaks and meals in between. My feet hurt, my head is starting to pound, but I got an hour and a 1/2 of over time! woohoo!

My friend Josh finally admitted that is is dating/in l___ with my other friend Jessica! Great news! I can not tell you of the hours I have spent in the awkward company of those two and no words being spoken. Me not blabbing away . . . unheard of. We all could feel it, and now it is all better!

I don't have work for the next two days, so life will be beach-y and zen filled! Like a jelly filled donut.

And now, for the past hour and ten minutes, I have been over hearing a man yell at his ex over the phone. The world is a soap opera for the watching!

I also have put a new effort into my book. if you see me remind me to write EVERYDAY!


quote of the day: ME: "$20 says his girlfriend slept with his best friend in vegas!"
Girls at table across from me: "you're on."