Pet peeves

Definition of PET PEEVE

: a frequent subject of complaint
Everyone has pet peeves.  Some have a lot, some have a few, I think I have way more then is normal
1.    My name.   I love my name.  It’s normal and common, but not very common.   There were 2 Rachels in my entire high school.  Of course there are now 4 Rachels in my office, but I was there first so I win.      But it drives me nuts when people shorten my name.     I hate it.   I use to correct people but after dealing with it for 40 years, well ok, 35, since I probably didn’t care until I was 5, I just grit my teeth and say yes.
What’s effed up,though, is I shorten peoples names all the time.   I do it to my BFF, Robin , all the time.  I constantly call her Rob or Robs,   I don’t do it on purpose and I know she doesn’t like it, but it’s done out of love.
However,  my sister always calls me Ray or Rach and I HATE IT.    Most of the time, I let it go.  But every once in a while I will add the second syllable to my name.   She will say Ray – I will say Chel –   or she will say Rach and I will say el.    This cracks up the Princess, who will then call me one of them over and over
My brother does it also, but he will call me Rachey which isn’t a shortened version, it’s just stupid.     And he does it to annoy me.   My nephews, having learned from my brother, and are natural born teases will then start to call me Rachey also.   And then it becomes Rachey-poo,  Ray-Ray, or something of that line . When they were little and couldn’t say Rachel, they said Ra-Ra or Chachel, which was cute, because they were learning, but now, they just are teases.
It also drives me nuts when people spell my name wrong, I spell my name for everyone when I leave messages.  So why do they still send me mail with my name spelled wrong   Because they are stupid morons who don’t pay attention.
2.  There are certain words that when I hear them, I cringe.       The first is  LUNCH.  Oh my god, I hate that word.   I don’t even like saying it.    It’s my favorite meal, but I will always say- wanna get something to eat before I say wanna get lunch.
The other word I hate is Toilet       It’s just not a good word.    I think it’s actually the worst word in the english language (aside from the other BIG WORDS THAT SHOULD NEVER BE USED)  My friends are so awesome that they know I hate these words so they use them as often as possible.      I have to use the toilet before we go to lunch.   Really –  say you have to pee or poop or use the bathroom      It’s just gross.
which leads me to…..
3.  The word Shit.      Wait, what, I say shit all the time.    I don’t give a shit,  No shit, you’re a shithead but when someone says they have to take a S***(I can’t even write it in a sentence in that context) I get so grossed out  I actually gag.   Say you have to poop    Poop is a funny word.   It gets the point across.   Also, why are you telling me.      I don’t want to know.
There are also a couple of commercials that I can’t stand, but they are local commercials and no one would get why they drive me nuts  If I can find links to them, maybe I’ll let you hear them (They are radio commercials)
So what drives you nuts?  What are your pet peeves.

I’m breaking up with you, finally

I thought it was real.    I loved you forever.

I stood by you through the drugs and alcohol and the rehab.

I stood by you through the other women

I stood by you when people thought you were gay.

I loved you in a real and amazing way

You could have loved me back.   In my head we were the perfect couple.

You could have loved me back.   If you knew I existed.

Then you went and got married.     And I died a little inside.

I still love you and I always will.

Goodbye Robbie, until your next cd comes out, we are officially over.

Ok   We are back together.   I love him   I can’t help it.   He’s sooooooooooooooooo damn sexy and his voice is awesome.

Looking back

I was reading the blogs and read over at Junk Food 4 The Soul about how she is going to remember this year.

It made me think.    How will I remember 2009.   It was the year I started therapy.   It was the year I realized I really hated parts of my job.   It was the year I went through a major depression that kept me out of work for 4 months.


It was a great year.   A really good friend got married and we had a blast at the bachlorette party and the wedding.  I made some really good friends that I didn’t expect to make this year.   I found out who I can trust, and was surprised by who they were.

I went to some great blogging activities in 2009.   I went to my first Avitaween.   I went to my 2nd TequilaCon. I went to ReNYC.

I am almost done school so hopefully I will have a new job in the next few months.

Even though the year wasn’t great, It  ended up being a pretty good time.

Things I love

I am taking this from Sarah and Sarcastica but am doing it a little different.   I am going to do one thing at a time and just write about that.  I am hoping that thinking about this will help get me out of my funk.

The kids make me happy

  • hearing them laugh until they get hiccups ( the princess)
  • hearing them get so excited they can barely talk (NE and LN)
  • answering the phone and it being one of the kids asking me to come over or to tell me good news
  • running hugs and kisses from any of them
  • remembering when NE was a baby and weighed more then the turkey at Thanksgiving
  • remembering the first time I saw the kids ever
  • knowing that if I am upset I can go see the kids and am guaranteed to laugh because they are silly
  • knowing they will usually give me hugs when I need it.

I am and I’m not

I am clever, but I’m not as clever as others

I am smart, but not as smart as I act

I am funny but if you don’t “get” me, then I’m not

I am sarcastic but I’m not mean

sometime my sarcasm and my funny coincide

I’m not popular, but I will stick by my friends till they can’t be stuck by anymore

I am popular because I have several really close friends and other friends that I want to be better friends with.

I am happy but I’m not

I am depressed but not in the same sense that others are

I am me.  Take me or leave me (Rent alert)

You get what you see and you see what you get.   If you like me awesome, if you don’t most likely I won’t realize it or care.  If I don’t like you, most likely you won’t realize it until I tell you, which I won’t do.  I won’t purposely hurt feelings except if you hurt one of my kids or friends.

I AM ME   I like me   I hope you do as well

Anyone want to read

anyone want to help me put them back.

I love to read.   I spend a lot on books   I love books, the smell, the feeling of opening a new book and re-reading a favorite, but I only have so much room, so I requested a kindle for my birthday.