Becky Bullseye... BAM!!!

When I was in tenth grade a very traumatic event happened one day at school. We were all waiting for the bell to ring after lunch so we could go back to class, and there was this girl who I will call “Becky”. She was in the class below me and she went to the same school as me since I was in 2nd grade at St. Alphonsus. She was very sweet, but she was always doing random stuff, and still does via Facebook. For example, she peed on three girls at recess in the fourth grade! I really don't understand how she accomplished it but she did it! (Gold Star for the day!) Another time, well once a month actually she would stick her used pads on the wall of the bathroom when I was in sixth grade! Disgust~TANG!! That scene has been scarred in to my head and I can never look at light pink tiled wall the same.

VOMIT!!! Just imagine the pads!

Anyway, back to "Becky". On this particular afternoon everyone was in their usual spots waiting for the lunch bell to ring so we could go back to class. Poor old Becky was hanging around the St. Francis of Assisi Rose Garden with her crew, when someone yelled out "Ohhhhh Look at the back of her pants!" We all of course we all turn to look and there it is a huge; and I mean HUGE red stain on her “Khaki Student Apparel” uniform shorts!!! It was horrible!!! I felt soooooo bad for her; fifty kids or so were all laughing and staring! She was laughing too; having no clue what was going on.

It was soo bad! I was about to walk off and go find the teacher "on duty", when my friend Stevie went up to her and whispered in her ear what "the situation" was. She was mortified and ran into the bathroom. I really admired my friend Stevie for doing that. I wish I had the guts to do it. When he walked back over he was like "What?!?!? I have two sisters! I couldn’t let her walk around like that!"  So sweet!

A few months go by and my little brother and I are sitting in the "futon room" watching Happy Days with the "Fonz" because my parents were downstairs watching something scary on T.V.  Yes, we were whips... and I still am! Mind you my little brother is only three years younger than I, and we were at the same school at the time of the incident mentioned before. He turns to me and he says "I'm scared to get my period". I'm stunned at this statement. Shocked!! Can’t breathe!! Seeing Stars!!  I don't know what I should say or where I should go with it? So I of course say "Why are you scared?" He proceeds to tell me he doesn't want to "start" at school and have everyone laugh at him like they did "Becky" and that he does not want to use Tampons. I am flabber gasted at this! I HAVE NO WORDS!!! I tell him I will be right back and run down stairs and tell them the worries of my dear kid brother! My mother tells my father that he MUST give him "the talk"!! He is in 8th Grade and does not need to be worrying about Tampons etc... So my Dad comes upstairs later that night and hands my brother "The Book".  The End… No talk.

I still wonder how long it took my brother to figure out he didn't need to worry about his monthly visitor, Aunt Flow!

To "bang" or not to "bang"? That is the question!

Tomorrow, I am getting my first haircut since January and I'm quite nervous about it. Well not nervous but more undecisive I would say. I really really really want to cut my bangs back. I had them about two-three years ago and I loved them!! However,  I just finally grew them out and I can't decide if I should cut them back. I've had mixed reviews about them as well, and I would say its tied 50/50! I also want to dye my hair an auburn brownish color. I know that I will never grow the balls to do that, but maybe just maybe I will do it!

So what do you think? Should I bang or not?

Rain... Rain... Go AWAY!!!

Good afternoon people! I'm blogging again to make up for the super sad morning one =(

So it has been raining here since Sunday!!! It’s making me sooo crazy! I get two breaks a day at work to get away from the desk and do whatever I please for fifteen minutes. Usually I make phone calls to my family and friends during this time and now I have to go sit at my "other desk" due to the rain. Which I can't talk on the phone at because I feel like everyone can hear me! Let me back up and explain "other desk" real quick.

I sit at the front reception desk and control the switchboard, run the cafe (of life!!) and take care of the usual everyday receptionist tasks.  I also help out our office manager with invoices and whatever she needs help with.  On top of that, I have two executives that I help assist and handle their schedules or whatever they need as well. Here are a few pictures from my reception desk...

 This is the view looking out towards the Cafe (of life!). Notice the oh so magical Coy Fish Tank. These little suckers are insane! I have seen them replaced three separate times! Something happens and they go crazy (aka get "sick") One jumped straight out of the tank and landed flat on the floor! (The thud heard around the office) One of our guests picked him up and tossed him back in with her bare hands! Thank God, I did not want to have to touch this "sick" fish. Another time, A-Rod (R.I.P.) would splash this one guy every time he would walk by. I loved it! Unfortunately, when those fishy games started they all had to go to the "Medicated Tank" aka the Hudson River. So now were on batch three and they are two grand a pop! (Per fish) In my opinion they should just buy Carp, but what do I know.

This is another view from my reception desk and there you can see our weekly flowers we order that I pretend are for me! This week we are taking a trip to Hawaii it seems!!! Aloha~

When I am not at my "reception desk" I am at my other desk that is closer to my "execs" and I hate it!!! It is your everyday run of the mill cubicle and I am not fond of this space because every one can hear me and see me. I dunno, maybe if it had a little roof I would like it much better. However, this also is not your everyday cube. It comes with its own magical pranking Leprechaun, or someone is playing jokes or someone HATES me. Ha Ha. I will go to my desk and find weird things placed there that do not belong. Baskets, cases of water, lamps, boxes, and I can keep going. Today, on my break I walk up to find THIS scene!!!

 Count them!!! One... Two.... THREE!!!! office chairs slammed into my "cube" like this is the Panhellenic Parking Lot!!! Ughhhhhhh soooo annoying!! This has been going on for months!! Not to sure who is doing this, but I plan to get to the bottom of it... So rain... rain... go away its making people nuts!!! CLEARLY!!!  And if it is that Leprechaun his days are numbered!!!

Not a very happy post... (skip if you don't want to be saddened)

Sorry for not blogging yesterday... It ended up being a very busy day of ups and downs. So today on my way to the "Sexy Six Train" that takes me to work; I was listening to my iPod of life... (This is a phrase I like to add on to things now. For example, when I tell people at work they have a guest waiting in the cafe; I have to hold myself back from saying "in the cafe of life"! Soooo odd. A bean burrito of life?) Any who, so I'm bee bopping along and one of my old favorite songs comes on and it’s "Two Daughters and a Beautiful Wife" by Drive by Truckers, and it got me all upset. By the time I made it to go underground I was crying like a little baby! I just thought I would share with you the story behind this emotional song.

Patterson Hood wrote the song about a family he knew that was murdered on New Year's Day in Richmond, Virginia. The house was set on fire and the family was found murdered in the basement. Which included the Father, Bryan Harvey; his beautiful wife Kathryn and their two daughters Ruby and Stella. The murderers confessed and were convicted. The part where he sings "there were flowers round the front, where everybody cried" is Kathryn's toy store called World of Mirth. I don’t know... Such a sad story and sorry for being a downer but it is good that people hear there story and remember them!

Here is a live performance:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVDApenIzAA

Here are the Lyrics...

When he reached the gates of heaven
He didn’t understand
He knew that folks were coming over
Or was it all a dream?
Was it all a crazy dream?

He saw them playing there before him
What were they doing there?
It felt like home, It must be alright
Or is it just a dream?
Is it just a crazy dream?

Memories replay before him
All the tiny moments of his life
Laying round in bed on a Saturday morning
Two daughters and a wife
Two daughters and a beautiful wife

Meanwhile on Earth his friends came over
Shocked and horrified
Dolls and flowers at the storefront
Everybody cried
Everybody cried and cried

Is there vengeance up in heaven?
Are those things left behind?
Maybe everyday is Saturday morning
Two daughters and a wife
Two daughters and a beautiful wife
Two daughters and a beautiful wife

A day in Battery Park, but where are the batteries?

Today is just one of those typical Fridays... Bored watching the clock tic down or up or which ever way it goes. However, today is not our typical Friday at work. Today we are having a company picnic!! I'm really excited because this means the office closes at 12:30 PM and we get FREE FOOD!! I have learned since living here that there is nothing better than free food! Unfortunately this is NOT good for my dieting. Hence me eating two huge cupcakes, a large cookie and a fudge brownie yesterday! Can't turn down free food... kind of makes me sounds like a hobo! Are those McDonalds fries in the trash? YES!!! Ha just kidding!! I would NEVER!!! Any who, at 12:30 the entire office is leaving and heading down to Battery Park! It will be my first outing to this park and I’m quite pleased about it. It’s my roommate’s favorite park in the city. At the park we are going to mingle, eat, drink and play games... Yes, GAMES... dun... dun... dun... When I got the Evite a month or so ago my eyes zeroed in on that word (games) and I had a minor anxiety attack. Brought back "fond" memories from elementary school and the day most kids looked forward to all year long. Field Day. (vomit) You probably know it well and you were probably one of those coordinated kids that dominated the three legged race, the rope climb, the 50 yard dash, tug of war and my personal favorite; the potato sack race. Unfortunately, I came home every year on that hot day in May will all yellow ribbons (Honorable Mention aka Horrible Mention) pinned to my yellow St. Alphonsus field day shirt along with bruises, cuts, scrapes and a bruised ego. No wonder I hate that color... also looks horrid with my hair color. Anyway, back to the point. I have been stalking everyone at work planning this picnic to find out what these games are! I've asked the planners, the office manager, the interns; pretty much everyone and they all say "it’s a surprise"!! Ummmm... I don't like surprises like that! Sure give me a car, a bracelet, a vacation trip to China (thank you The Last Mr. Bigg) whatever, but if it involves sports count me out.  Thankfully my work friend Santos gave me the low down! I used the "I already know" tactic and it worked like a charm! So we are going to meet in the cafe at 12:30 and split up into teams and we will have a "scavenger hunt" to Battery Park. Teams with the most pictures of whatever the clues are wins... Reminds me so much of Phi Mu Sisterhood retreats in New Orleans.  Which reminds me of vomiting on the side of the highway on the way down there! This is not looking good y’all!! Then when we get the park we will have an egg toss/race and play CORN HOLE!!! Whoop Whoop!! I have just recently become obsessed with corn hole; thanks to Scotty to Hottie aka Scott Zingery. When I went to Charlotte three weeks ago we played NON STOP! I am terrible, but I'll randomly have some good throws! So all and all I’m a little relaxed about the events that will take place today! I don't think I’ll be getting hurt by any of these "sports". Phew....... 1... 2.... 3....... Breathe.

Wish me luck y'all!!! I'll let ya know how it goes!

Better late than never...

So I am just 18 days shy of hitting my one year mark living in the "Captial of the World".  I wish that I would have started doing this when I first got here, but like I said "better late than never". I really have no clue what I want this blog to be about yet... I know it will be something.... Hopefully something meaningful and inspiring. So until I figure it out; I suppose I will write about my day to day experieces in New York City!

Here we go... Ummmmm.... This is awkward. I don't really know what to say. I guess I will start with my domain name? Estelle Chappell... She is my heart!! She is my three year old Pug that I got in Hattiesburg, Mississippi! She seriously is hands down the most amazing dog I have ever met and many will agree. She is sooo loving and full of personalitly that is sometimes eerie. She is someone reborn into a dog! Seriously, if you met her you would see her "human tendencies" and her amazing heart and know that she is not your regular every day canine. Estelle is rather overwieght and it has become a major problem here for us in the city. When I first moved up here I did not bring Estelle with me. She stayed with my mother in Ocean Springs, Mississippi where she was fed every thing in the WORLD. She got fed in the morning, had many doggie treats through out the day, and ate HUMAN FOOD on the REG!!!! Ultimately weighing in at a solid 25 lbs in the right corner. She moved up here in January and her life changed. I would say she is now at a much better 20lbs and looking good! However, this does not satisfy these insane New Yorkers!! They comment left and right about her weight! That I should get her some help! Bla Bla Bla.... Like duh people don't you think I know that?! Thats why we are out here walking the streets!!! What do you want me to do? Get dog liposuction you creeps? Seriously, I do not understand where people get off putting their two cents in when its clearly not needed! If I made a comment about everyone else's dogs like people do to us, I would be shot! Dead... bam... Ewww your dog has three legs!! Ewwww your dogs eyes are sick!! Like serously people follow the rule you learned in kindergarden "if you don't have anything nice to say; then don't say anything at all"! Phewwww.... I feel better now!  But on a brighter note! She is losing weight and we have become frequenters of our local dog parks.

Have a great day y'all!