New Orleans is my heart. I love it so much. I grew up just 45 miles Southwest of there. That is where my whole family and many of my friends are. It is the best city. It’s like nothing you have ever experienced in your lifetime. I guarantee that! The food, the people, the music are all a breed of their own. You can get the best taffy by the river and go to one of the biggest aquariums in the world. There’s Jackson Square with psychics, artists, and magicians. Down the street is the market. Everything you could think of, you can get there. Purses, shirts, toe rings, alligator heads are all lined up in different booths. Right around the corner is the Cafe Du Monde with the best cafe au lait made with chicory and the originator the the beignet. Don’t even get me started on the zoo. The Audubon Zoo is one of the best zoos in the US. I just hope all those animals are okay.

Anyway, my parents came out okay with the hurricaine. The town we are from is actually just West enough to have missed the worst of the storm. They are still without power but they went to stay with my Aunt that got hers back early.

New Orleans though is a different story. They are now saying that the death toll could be in the thousands. They are having a hard time figuring out what to do with all the water and it isn’t going down fast enough. There are dead bodies in the water and it is only a matter of time before that starts spreading disease. People are alive and still trapped in their attics or on their roofs. They are running out of water and food. They are transporting the people in the Superdome to the Astrodome in Houston. This may be one of the most devasting natural disasters this century, according to reports. Please pray for them and if you can afford it, give to the Red Cross.

I have now banned this psycho from my blog but you can read down to where it all started. I had pulled all these posts until I got her banned. Get this-all the comments that were left were actually left by her posing as people in her life! It just doesn’t get any crazier than that. I pulled her criminal record last night for the police to have just in case she loses it again. I should have done that before I met her. Good Lord.

This is a response to a comment that she left this morning saying that her brother wrote it. So crazy she is. The drama is entertaining though. She’s so dumb that she doesn’t know that I can delete comments. I mainly posted this though because she threatened me not to.

I’m just going to reply to you on this Nicole since you wrote it. You are so crazy that you really think people believe your lies.
1. You borrow money from your Mom all the time. Or did you forget that you told me that? At least I don’t steal it from my estranged husband (that no one knows I’m married to at the time) on his credit cards. And at least I don’t have to beg my Mom for money. We have a good relationship.
2. No, I don’t have children. You are right. Boy, I wish I could trick my husband into marrying me by getting pregnant behind his back so that he HAS TO MARRY ME. Then his life could be miserable because I am a control freak and obsessive and pretty hateful all around. Oh wait, that’s you. I could also breastfeed my kid until he’s seventeen and delay his crawling by not letting him down on the floor because it’s “filthy”. Way to go.
3. Let’s talk about getting counseling, shall we? You definitely should look into it. You should start saving for your kid too cause he’s going to need it.
4. Yeah, you are right. My brother does drugs. Your brother got arrested for selling drugs like two months ago. And he is embarrassed of your sister. You and he have told me that. And your other brother does drugs. Way to bring up stuff that relates directly back to you.
5. You do hate Kayla. You say it all the time. You show me pictures of her and tell me how much you hate her. Get over your lies, girl.
6. Elvee did not treaten Kyle on the internet. He actually told him not to throw around threats. And isn’t he on probation as well? Wow, again something that is so true to your own life.
7. I won’t even reply to you wanting to slap me. You didn’t and not only that, you are 30 so you need to get over your violent tendencies.
8. I had nothing to say at your house because I was dumbfounded by your insanity. I said sorry because I was sorry for anything I may have done to hurt you whether it was you being crazy or not. That’s how real people behave.
9. I am not using OCD and Psychotic incorrectly. I think you are both. I wasn’t mistaken.
10. If you aren’t reading my blog because it’s too boring, then why did you get up and read the whole thing at 5am? Also, why do my webstats show that your IP address was on my blog 42 times yesterday and twice already today. And you call me NARCISSISTIC? You are so clinically insane, girl. So. Insane.
11. I can write whatever I want to on my blog. That’s the beauty of freedom of speech. Call Pre Paid Legal since you have them on speed dial because you have so many legal problems. Poor poor girl. So sad.

Buh-bye.

Don’t be so aggressive. I don’t really want my money back. I was just saying. Oh, and do you have any idea how much Nicole HATES your girlfriend. Oh My God, she hates her to death. She talks so much shit about her. She thinks that she’s cheating on you and she said that she is filthy. She said the apartment is a dump and that the bathroom is digusting. She calls her “elf” because she says her ears are pointy. Nicole also says that she uses your mom. Nicole cannot stand to be in the same room with her and anytime she is invited someplace she gets aggrevated and doesn’t want to go if your girlfriend is going to be there. Is that all a lie too, Kyle? What exactly did I lie about anywhere in my original post? I would love to know.

Kyle, This is Elvee. I am a better husband than I was a boyfriend, and I have ZERO tolerance for any one making idle threats towards my wife. Believe me when I say that “I WILL GLADLY COME OVER THERE IN PLACE OF DAWN AND HANDLE ANY QUESTIONS OR COMMENTS YOU MAY HAVE!” I would really appreciate it if you never make another threat towards her ever again in your lifetime! Elvee.

It’s yogurt, not “yogrit.” Irregardless is not a word. And the phrase is “all of a sudden”, not “all the sudden”.

Wow, I find it fascinating that it didn’t even take 24 hours for Nicole to send her minions to come get me. Nicole even called my best friend and tried to fuck that up. We just had a good laugh about how psychotic you are! Nice try though.

And Lauren, I really do like you as a person. Before Nicole had the baby she used to really really not like you. I know alot about you as well. I know your words come from anger and that’s fine. She’s your sister. Sorry. I am a nice person and friend. I am just sick of your sister’s manipulation and insanity. She really has caused me nothing but grief. I have tried very hard, but it’s always something with her. I can never do anything right according to her. Even at my wedding shower, I had five people ask me about her because her attitude is just gross.

NICOLE, JUST GET OUT OF MY LIFE FOREVER AND LEAVE ME ALONE. IS THAT REALLY SO HARD FOR YOU???????? WE ARE DONE. THAT’S ALL THAT NEEDS TO BE SAID. GO AWAY AND SUCK IT UP THAT IT’S OVER. QUIT TRYING TO BRING MY LIFE DOWN TO YOUR LEVEL. MY LIFE COULD NEVER BE AS UNHAPPY AS YOURS.

Ever have a friend that was just complete poison? Brought you down no matter what? Well I’ve been dealing with a friend like that for about two years and I have FINALLY decided to just view her as the crazy person that she is and get her out of my life for good. We had a talk a few days ago just like we have numerous times in our short friendship and at first I thought maybe this was worth hanging on to, but I now realize that there is no way I can deal with it anymore. (more…)

Please send good vibes my parents’ way. Hurricaine Katrina is headed straight for them and she’s a big girl. Any prayers, chants, dances or head shrinkings would be appreciated.

Remember when I said that I don’t handle stress very well? That could not be a truer statement. I had something happen a few days ago that has left me reeling. I’ve been wanting to write about it, but I’ve had a few nuclear meltdowns that have prevented that.

So a few days ago I told you about the meeting that I had with the Senior Paralegal. She was told by the little receptionist girl that I had been bad mouthing her while we were at lunch. This was absolutely not the truth and I told the Senior Paralegal this. We talked for about an hour and even she agreed that more than likely the receptionist felt that her job was in jeopardy so she was making things up about me to take the heat off of herself. Let me use this time to tell you how bad of a receptionist this girl is. She has been there about three weeks and you cannot find anything in that office. She has not filed since she’s been there, so you can be working on a file and you are missing half the paperwork in it. She has stacks and stacks of filing to do. I did some of it last week just to get it done. Okay, so back to the story’s point.

After my talk with the Senior Paralegal, the air was cleared and all was good. (Or so I thought) Next day, people are acting weird. The file clerk boy is giving me the cold shoulder. The receptionist is avoiding me, which I chalk up to her knowing that I now know that she made these things up about me. She even has the nerve to send me an email and ask if “I’m mad at her?” I reply with “no, I don’t hold grudges, especially in a work situation.” So, then I get a call from my placement agency. What am I doing for lunch and can I come by? They want to talk to me about some concerns the boss has. Okay, I also think this may be very bad but it could also just be her seeing how I’m feeling about the position. The receptionist had to go after she had been there for a week. They told her that she needed to dress more appropriately (she wears low rise jeans that show the playboy bunny tattoo on her hip and belly shirts. Yes, to work. Yes, in an office.). They also told her that Jerri (the boss) doesn’t want her walking around barefoot anymore (she had to be told this!) and no more Old Navy $3.00 flip flops. If I were the boss, I would clearly see that this little girl is just her for a job, not a career. But anyway, I get to the placement agency and they tell me that Jerri wants me gone for gossiping. There is no reconsideration and no talking about it. Gone. I flip out because I have not been gossiping and I thought this little incident had been clarified. Is this not some freak show shit?

I get in my truck and call Jerri and tell her EVERYTHING that goes on around that office and all the things that I never brought to her attention previously because I didn’t want to seem like a complainer or a gossip. How ironic that is what I end up getting fire for. I also mention the fact that I have been there early every day and stayed late most days. How did that go unnoticed? I am 30 and this is a career for me. This other girl is 20 and this is just a job for her. I guess good riddance if these are the types of things that I would seriously have to be worried about on a day to day basis, but still the rejection is hard to deal with.

Ever feel like you just don’t wanna. Don’t wanna what? Anything. Doesn’t matter. Insert entire list of things that I need to accomplish in that space. Shower? Don’t wanna. Eat? Don’t wanna. Get dressed? BIG don’t wanna. Blog? Big story to tell and still don’t wanna.

So today I get called into my boss under my boss’ office as we are about to leave. Apparently when I went to lunch with the LITTLE GIRL (20) receptionist who’s ass I have covered numerous times in just one week cause she is sort of scattered, I was telling her how this one lady was sort of grumpy yesterday and just getting her feedback. Well, it took all of three seconds for her to relay that message to this lady and boom there I am getting a talking to in her office. See what I mean about all the whispering? This is a pretty small office and that’s all they do. Gossip. I told this lady that I really and truly like this job and her, for that matter, I was simply asking this girl if she got the same vibe or if it was just me. I did not say anything mean or gossipy or anything that I wouldn’t say to her face. I would have gone to her myself but I felt like I was the new girl and maybe addressing her grumpiness so early was not the right thing to do so I was seeing what this little girl had to say. So, basically I don’t feel like I can trust anyone there. They are all so afraid of losing their own jobs that they will take down anyone to keep it. There is no teamwork whatsoever. I am so not used to that. To me, there is no “that’s not my job”. I see someone needs help and I help. Well, the only one that has really been needing help lately is that little girl, so sink Little Honey cause there will be no one left now to help you. I’m done.

I have a new jobby job and I really do like it. I was pre-warned about my boss before I got here and I really think she’s a great gal. She’s just straight forward and alot of people don’t know how to handle that. What kills me is all the girly (and boyly-not a word. I know. Shut up, Internet.) whispering that goes on around here. I don’t want to be involved in it at all. I mean AT ALL. That gets you no where in a professional setting. I mean, I love me some good gossip, but not at work. I don’t take part in it and so I think that maybe people here might think that I’m stuck up. Anyone else that knows me would know different. I find it weird that no one here has asked me anything about my personal life at all. Isn’t that strange? Don’t you naturally wonder about people and their backgrounds? Especially the new girl? Maybe they are just slow to bond. I haven’t figured them out yet. I think I’m going to get great experience here though and I am willing to work my little heart out to get it.

The bathroom situation is weird though. We are in an office suite so we share a bathroom with the whole floor. Remember that I am a timid tinkler, so if anyone else is in the bathroom I get stage fright and my pee goes back up. Needless to say, I hate going to the bathroom here.

Rachel over at Web-Divas got me hooked up with a new template and moved all my CSS over to Wordpress for me. All for a very very reasonable price!!!! She is so the bomb.

Now to the site name and tagline and whatever explanations. Red Nose Bully Love is about my doggy girl Mazzy. She is a red nose pitbull and therefore, a “bully breed”. My tagline of “It’s All About The O” has to do with my new last name starting with an O. I want to start posting alot more info about pitbulls and so you will notice a new section of links on the sidebar called Pitbull Info. I will also (once I start getting a regular paycheck) have Rachel custom design a template for me with pitbulls on it.

So, I am now work safe to read.

Things have been going pretty well as far as everything goes.  I weighed again last night at the gym and I’ve lost about seven pounds.  If I would just get consistent with my cardio, I could probably lose alot more.  I just hate doing freaking cardio.  That and I am so exhausted every night.  If I didn’t have a trainer that I was paying to kick my butt into gear, I don’t know what I would do.  I have like 4 sessions left with her, and it’s unlikely that I can afford her again.  What am I going to do?  Hopefully I can find the motivation within myself to go. 

This is why I really went to college.  I have an office of my very own again.

I didn’t think they still made this crap.  I saw a huge vat of the lotion of it at the grocery store.

I want to have this blog as a journal of my life and it’s way more fun than keeping a paper journal.  I guess that I really should draw the line on some of the things that I post sometimes because feelings have obviously been hurt in the past.  But at that time, that is how I was feeling.  I want to keep this journal as real as possible.  I thought about removing some posts from the past few days but that wouldn’t be a true picture of my real feelings.  I think it’s human to have people in your life that you love and do not want to be without that upset you sometimes.  I wish it was easier for people to talk things out but that’s not realistic either.  Sometimes relationships are just designed that way.  If I have kept someone in my life for more than 5 minutes, it’s because I really truly care about them.  I do not make friends easily and the friends that I do have, I hold very dear to my heart.  So, that being said, read with caution and know that if I say something mean, I am probably having a bad day and don’t know how to tell anyone.  I come here to look for reassurance from an objective group of people that I have made friends with.  We all come from different walks of life, but we have similar experiences and can relate to each other.  I cannot imagine my life PB (Pre-Blog).  Thank you and good night. 

I am still doing the eating better/working out thing.  I figured I was boring you to death with my daily posts about it.  This last week I didn’t do great because I was so stressed and subsequently did not feel good at all.  So, my eating was crap and I only worked out once.  My weight stayed the same but my toned feeling is kind of gone.  I’ll get back with it this coming week.  So far though I’ve lost like 5-7 pounds depending on when I weigh and what my bathroom issues are at that given moment.  I measured myself and I’ve lost some inches.  It’s hard to do cause I’m not really sure where I measured before.  I’m hoping I got it right and I’ve actually lost instead of just measured in different spots.  My clothes do fit different so I think it’s right.  My legs are going faster than the rest of me.  My waist has barely budged at all.  I need to be doing alot more cardio and then that will happen.  This past week was just an adjustment period for me as far as working 40 hours again goes.  Such a major change from 20 hours.  Welcome to the real world, I suppose.  How do you people do it?

Like overnight, things have started looking up.  I don’t want to jinx it, so I’ll elaborate more later when I’m sure it’s all okay. 

I woke up to major Thunderstorms this morning and I snuggled my big dog and my husband and I somehow knew it would be okay. 

I don’t handle stress very well sometimes.  I need to work on that. 

We may not be speaking at the moment over stupid shit, but I still miss her.  No one else understands or listens to my ramblings.

Up close and personal.  Really pretty bad week.  Getting worse everyday.  I am making it less bad by doing an Origins mask and deep conditioning my hair.  I wish I had something to take a shot of.  But nothing, not even any Nyquil in the house.  Dang.

Is still evil. 

I had to get my back brakes done today.  It was the most horrendous noise you have ever heard before I took it in.  My brake pads were down to 15% about a year ago.  15% should take you about 5,000 miles.  I went about 11,000.  Smart?  Yes, I know.  $420.00, three hours at the brake place, and a new rotor because I ruined one (what with all the metal grinding on metal and all), my mood couldn’t be worse. 

Not to mention I have a major job dilemma to deal with and personal issues with my friends.  I need a chaser to go with my anti-depressants.  Lithium anyone?  I’ll trade you one half-used bottle of Tigi hairspray and some Light Cheetos.  That’s all I have of value on hand at the moment. 

To anyone that was involved in my wedding or the planning or the execution and you feel slighted or hate me because you felt like you HAD to be involved or I would be mad (I am referring to numerous people):

I am sorry that I got married and you had to be involved in any way that made you uncomfortable or made you have to spend money you don’t have.  I am really really truly sorry.  I’m sorry for those that felt like they were spending too much or not enough or didn’t feel included or felt over included or ended up mad at each other over it.  I never should have known anything about my shower and all these things should have been worked out behind the scenes.  I thought everyone was as happy as I was for my big day, but I have possibly lost two friends over this whole wedding participation/lack of participation/shower/money debacle and I couldn’t be more hurt.  I have not cried this hard or been this upset since my husband and I (then boyfriend) broke up last year. 

I feel like I do alot for my girlfriends for their big moments and when my time came, they would be there for me and if their time had not come yet, it would be me first and then them.  That’s the vision I’ve had forever.  However, here I sit with no money and I mean, NO MONEY and I am two friends less than when I started.  I only had three to begin with (only counting girls here Big Pokey, David, and Scooter).

Forget a baby shower.  EVER.  Do not even think about it.  I do not want one from anyone.  This includes any future friends that I may have to make since I am losing friends like flies around here.  Seriously, I will go home to Louisiana and have pimento cheese sandwiches on paper plates and drink punch. 

I should have gone to Vegas.  Nuff said.