Why I will be single forever...

So every time my Aunt sees me she tells me how wonderful her neighbor is and how she would love to set the 2 of us up. For months and months I have been hearing about Paul...Paul this, and Paul that...Pauls a cop, Pauls so good looking, Paul cooks, on and on and on and on...tonight she gets online..."Hey Coey (dont ask, thats her nickname for me)took your senior picture outside tonight to show my cop friend" MY SENIOR PICTURE being the key phrase there...7 YEARS AGO! 7...that was 1997, actually 96 when I actually got the pictures taken...i had bangs...i had bad taste in clothing...i don't even think i wore make-up...the only people that like their senior pictures are those that still think high school was the best 4 years of their entire life...embarrassed doesn't even really cover it.

2 notes of interest...

Guy from last post called about 10 minutes before I was to walk out the door on Saturday night to go out...why is it when you give up...you are lured back in?

Note of interest number 2, a guy asked for my number Saturday night...and although I'm not convinced we would be a stellar match...it was nice to be asked.

I guess I was wrong...

About a month ago, some of you know, i thought i found my husband...i think i was wrong. he wasn't really my 'type' but he was VERY good looking and a great dancer, and for those 2 reasons alone, i thought we had something...it was apparent tonight that several other girls had the same gut feeling...and though I still think he's beautiful..its the eyes...i feel its not worth the battle...and if its not worth the battle...he must not be the one...

ipod...the sound track of life...

My ipod...my new best friend...comes with me everywhere...on the train, on the walk to work, on my lunch break, at the office, basically everywhere I go. My favorite moments with the ipod are those when a song comes on that is perfect for the current situation. Some of the best moments...'Independent Woman' as I step on the elevator and through the office doors...'Footloose' as I step off the elevator heading home ("8 Hours? For What?")...a good ole Frank Sanatra tune as I walk around downtown...'It's a Beautiful Day' on the way to the lake front on a hot summer day...its moments like these that I can't even remember what life was without the ipod...but who would want to?

It's raining concrete...

No concrete fell at Wrigley on Friday. Although tons of people were wearing hard hats mocking the situation which I found very funny. I tried to find a picture to post but I was unsuccessful.
The nets that were put up were not a big deal. Pretty much just over the heads of those in the sky boxes...you wouldn't have even noticed if it wasn't for the ruckus.

UH 1...UH 2...UH 3...

Often with the running around and the craziness of everything, I forget why I love living in this city. It's days like today that I stop to remember...a last minute Cubs game...cramming into public transpo at 2:10 to still make the 2:20 game. Today was a great day...work has been stressful and a joy sucker but i fell into last minute tickets and was able to sneak out early to enjoy the classic confines of Wrigley...to top it off...we won...


Every days, a great day for a ball game. 

I don't know who this kid is...but he's cute. 

What a place to be dunked? 

Baptism Sunday 2004 

Baptism Sunday 2004