Name: bdogg_mcgee

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4.28.2006,4/28/2006 04:42:00 PM
Friday Meme!
I got this over at La Vida Loca. For once, I am actually caught up with (most) everything at work, and since it's raining buckets out here and I don't feel like venturing out, I thought I'd do this to wait out the worst of it.

Hope y'all have a great weekend!!!

Ten years ago today:

1) How old were you?

2) Where did you go to school?
Southwest Texas State--It will never be Texas State to me. Go Bobcats! Rawr! (hee hee)

3) Where did you work?
That blissful freshman year I didn't have a job. Ah, to be young again...

4) Where did you live?
San Marcos, TX

5) How was your hairstyle?
Probably much like it is now--a blunt, one-length bob, however it was EXTREMELY blonde--I'm talking nearly silver-blonde it was so blonde.

6) Did you wear braces?
I was fortunate to never have braces, however, (see next question)

7) Did you wear contacts?
I'm blind as a bat.

8) Did you wear glasses?
Only when I wasn't wearing my contacts.

9) Who was your best friend?
The two people I hung out with the most were Natty P and Becky.

10) Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend?
Didn't have one, but I hooked up quite a bit with this boy from the computer lab--see, I was into geeks even then!

11)Who was your celebrity crush?
Trent Reznor, always and 4EVER!

12) Who was your regular-person crush?
There was a boy in my sister dorm named Craig who was oh-so-cute.

13)Were you a virgin?
Actually, yes. I didn't give it up until the ripe old age of 21.

14) How many piercings did you have?
Three, all in my ears.

15) How many tattoos did you have?
None--didn't get that until 23!

16)What was your favorite band/singer?
Nine Inch Nails.

17) Had you smoked a cigarette?
Yes, tobacco and otherwise (It was SWT, people!!!)

18) Had you driven yet?

19) If so which car?
A gray 1986 Chevy Cavalier.

20) Which of your pets were still alive?
None. :( My beloved cat Bobbi had died when I was 14, and the psycho cat Tabitha that my brother got me one summer had run away.

21) Looking back, are you where you thought you would be in 2006?
No, I didn't think I'd be exactly where I am. I'm close, though, well, sort of. Life rarely turns out how you expect it to, but you know? I couldn't be happier.
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4.27.2006,4/27/2006 09:37:00 PM
Bathtime Fun
I don't know if y'all know this, but I love taking baths. Especially when said bath is in a large garden tub. I love to lounge in there with my book and a bath pillow. I'm not a fan of Jacuzzi jets, though--they make my skin itch.

One of the reasons we decided to lease this house was because of the giant tub. It's large enough for both DH and I to get in it together, and if you've seen us, you know that we're not tiny people! Granted, we don't get to stretch out much when we take a bath together, but we make do.

But this isn't a TMI story about bathtime featuring yours truly and DH. This is way better.

Last night, I was taking a bath in said giant tub. I'd put in these moisturizing bath beads that Vaseline makes--fabulous stuff, turns the water a bluish-green and smells divine! Most of the time, at least one of our four cats are perched on the tub, wondering why in the hell we'd torture ourselves by soaking in water. BlackJack has fallen in the tub a couple of times since we've moved in, much to his dismay. He will scramble to get out and then will run and hide to lick himself dry. But it wasn't BlackJack who fell in last night.

I was using the front half of the tub to shave my legs, and knew in the back of my mind that Kino had been around the tub, watching me. Since he's never fallen in, I didn't pay him any mind, until I heard a frantic scratching noise and then a BLOOP! I turn around in shock to see KINO in the tub with me, fully submerged except for his head. Surprisingly enough, he was calm, and when I grabbed his middle to help him out of the tub, he didn't fight me at all, just climbed out like he did this all the time. I called to DH and he came in with a towel and wrapped Kino up and gave him a head start in drying off. After a few minutes of consolation (because Kino is DH's baby and he totally coddles him,) Kino was let down and proceeded to lick himself dry.

Poor kitty!

Licking himself dry...

BlackJack trying to help his brother

The funny thing is, today his fur is super soft and he smells really good. I'm hoping he didn't take a liking to it, or he'll want to join me in the tub all the time!

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4.26.2006,4/26/2006 09:09:00 PM
A Very Special Episode...
Back in the mid to late 1970's, Iranian fighter pilots were being trained by the U.S. Air Force. This was back before Iran became an Islamic Republic and they were under rule of the Shah.

Charli was in the same squadron as one of these pilots. She was a pretty shy person, and there was this one pilot who kept wanting to date her, but she kept him at arm's length. One day, her squadron leader came up and said, "You know, this guy really likes you," and kind of brought the two together.

And so they started dating.

They traveled to California and met Charli's parents, and went all sorts of places in Texas. But, eventually, he had to go back to Iran. He didn't want to leave, but his family worked in the government, and if he'd stayed, there might have been retaliation against his family.

Right before he left, Charli told him she might be pregnant. They thought it might be a fluke, though, but it soon became apparent that she indeed was pregnant. So, she called him in Iran and told him the news.

In the background, someone was speaking to him in Farsi. He told Charli, "This cannot be my child because I can't have children." Much later, Charli learned that if it had been discovered that he'd fathered a child while he was in the U.S., there could have been dire consequences.

At the time though, she was utterly devastated. Hiding her pregnancy from everyone, the stress made her go into premature labor, and on January 30, 1977, at 11:20 am, a little girl was born, two months early.

Yep, that was me. She never heard from my father again, and when the Shah fell, there is no telling what happened to him and his family.

I know what you're thinking. Yeah, Bdogg. Blonde hair, green eyes, fair skin. But, I've seen photos of Persians, and not all of them have dark complexions. In fact, my biological father's mother and sisters both had green eyes. Plus, you have to remember that the other half of my genetic makeup is from a woman with blonde hair and green eyes. :)

I remember talking to my geography professor about this while I was still in college, about the fact that it could have been possible that I was half Persian. She had lived in the Middle East with her husband for many years. My professor told me, "There are people in Iran who look just like you."

And that's it. Charli was pretty scared to tell me about it, considering the political climate right now. But, those of you who know me know that I'm not like that, and you know what? I'm proud of my heritage, and admire her for being brave enough to tell me.
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4.24.2006,4/24/2006 04:27:00 PM
The Weekend, Pt. I
Hello, everyone!

DH and I took the day off today. It was really nice, you know, to relax after the weekend. And what a weekend it was! Let me preface it, though, by telling you about Thursday and the Oracle Server that Would Not Behave....

I was at work Thursday, and about 9 am DH calls me, telling me that they don't have power in their building and he's been given the day off. You could hear him dancing jubilantly while I huffed and sulked in my cube. But, later on, at about 2 pm, he calls again, saying that when the power came back on, the databases wouldn't come back up and he had to go back into work.

"Are you going to be very late, honey?" I ask him.
"I hope not, but I will call you and keep you updated," he replied.

I came home after work and messed around, and at about 10 pm DH calls, telling me that the progress has been VERY slow, and that he was going to be later than he expected.

I fell asleep around 11:30, and at 5:30 am I woke up with a start.

DH still wasn't home, and it was raining buckets.

I called him on both his work phone and cell phone, and got voicemail, so, drama queen I am (I swear I get it from DH,) I kept thinking, over and over, "He's dead. He was nodding off, the slick pavement caused him to lose control of his car, and he's on the roadside, dead. What am I going to do? I can't do this without him--I'm going to have to move back to Houston and live with my parents, but I want to die, because he's dead....."

And then the phone rang.

It was DH, calling to say that he's STILL at work, and that he'd call me when he was on his way home. Let me remind you all, that we're supposed to be leaving around 2 pm to go up to Burnet, and it was almost 6 am and he hadn't slept a wink all night.

He ended up getting home about 8 am. I got home around 1 after the recording session, and we ended up leaving town about 4 pm.

After a rather uneventful drive, we roll into Burnet about 8 pm, and met Charli at the hotel. Hugs went around, and she says, "Everyone is waiting at my parents' house--we're all going to dinner."

What???? I kind of freaked out inwardly when I heard this, because I thought that I was going to have the evening to settle in with Charli and then go over to her parents' house on Saturday.

So, we went over to Charli's parents' house, and the first thing I see when I drive up is this little woman walking across the lawn as we get out of the car, saying, "I just want to warn you to enter at your own risk!"

"Oh, holy hell," I thought. "I am so going to throw up right here."

It was my Granny, coming to greet us. After one of the biggest hugs I think I've ever gotten in my life, I went into the backyard and met my Granddad and most of the family.

We all piled into cars and went to dinner, and it was weird--it was like I'd always been around. I felt really at ease with everyone, and it ended up being a nice evening.

After dinner, we hung around the house for a bit, and poor DH, who'd only had about 4 hours of sleep, looked like he was going to die. So, we and Charli went back to the hotel where we discovered that her brother and his family was in the room that was right next to ours! We all said goodnight, and DH went into our room. It was about 10:30 or 11 at this time.

Charli and I were saying goodnight and she asked me if I wanted to come in and talk for a bit. It was then I asked her if she would tell me the story of her and my biological father. I still hadn't heard it yet, because I wanted her to tell me when she was ready.

"Come into my room," she said. "I have something to show you."

And so I went into her room and heard the story about my biological father. You guys are going to have to wait a little while more, though, because this is getting to be another long post.

Yes, I'm evil.
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4.20.2006,4/20/2006 10:35:00 PM
Hey Everybody...
Don't know if I'll get to blog at all tomorrow, because I'll be off-site on a work project for half a day. Then I'm off the rest of the day, and DH and I will be heading out to the Austin area.

Remember how I met my biological mom back in January? Well, this weekend I'm meeting the ENTIRE FAMILY. Well, almost. I'm going to be attending the grandparents' fiftieth wedding anniversary party.

Wish me luck. My stomach can't decide if it's terrified or excited.

See y'all on the flip side!
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4.19.2006,4/19/2006 04:28:00 PM
My New Avatar, Explained.....

Some of you may have noticed that I have a new avatar. In fact, Bearette asked me about it over on Lisa's blog, so I thought I'd give y'all a little background on it.

I'm a giant nerd. I always have been. As you can see by the results of this test, it should come as no surprise.

When I was in 5th/6th grade, there was this cartoon that came on early in the mornings (like 6:30 am) called Saber Rider and the Star Sheriffs. It was my favoritest cartoon in the entire world (next to Tranzor Z, but that's even older and not part of this discussion!)

I loved Saber Rider so much, but, because I was a girl, I thought that watching cartoons at 12, especially BOY cartoons, was way immature and unladylike, so I hid my obsession from the rest of the world.

Now, however, I'm proclaiming my love for this show by making my avatar April Eagle, one of the characters.

Does anyone else besides me remember Saber Rider? I need to get a DVD of the episodes off eBay or something. It probably won't be as good as I remember it to be, though. I hate that--you build something up in your mind to be sofreakinsweet and then when you see/read/hear it again, it's a disappointment.

Maybe I'll just let it live on in my memory......
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,4/19/2006 08:32:00 AM
I Can Hardly Contain Myself

Tonight, after four torturous months, my show, my beloved Alias, is coming back for a two-hour Sydney-fest.

This is a bittersweet time for me, though. I am so happy to have my show back, but I am also heartbroken because there are only eight episodes left. [sob]

While Alias has had a good run, and, realistically, there's nowhere else for it to go story-wise, I wish it could go on forever and ever and ever.

So, at 7pm tonight, I will be on my couch with a HUGE glass of red wine. If you call, I'm not going to answer. Just letting y'all know.
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4.17.2006,4/17/2006 08:55:00 AM
My friend/fellow blogger Lora had a sweet little bundle of joy, Liam, on April 12. Congratulations to the happy family! Yes, I know I'm a bit late in my congrats, but we were trying to create our own little bundle of joy this weekend on our anniversary getaway. TMI, I know.

More later...
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4.13.2006,4/13/2006 10:44:00 AM
I'm Back!
Back from training! Well, I probably could have blogged when I got home, but I was super tired! The traffic to get to/from the place I took the class was horrible, and it just drained me.

I took a Flash training class, and it was actually pretty fun. I learned how to do all kinds of neat things. However, it could have been a much better class if the man sitting next to me would have just jumped out the window. I know there always has to be one annoying person in a class, but this was just ridiculous.

First of all, when we started the class, of course we all had to say our names and why we were in there, blah blah blah, like anyone cares, and then this guy speaks up. He's in there because he took the class two months previously and the instructor was horrible so he is taking it again. So I was all, "Man, that sucks," until I finally figured out why he thought the previous instructor was such a bad teacher--in this guy's eyes, anyway.

HE DID NOT PAY ATTENTION THE ENTIRE TIME!!! Our teacher would say stuff, we'd all get it, except for him. He'd be all, "Where did you find that?" "Say that again?" And on and on and on. I have to hand it to our instructor, though. He never lost patience, although I could tell he was fast losing it with this guy. And on top of that, my neighbor was an inconsiderate asshole. I was sitting at the end of the row next to the window. There was only one way to get out of my row, and every time we'd leave for a break, he'd get up, push his chair back, and walk out, never considering that there were people next to him who might like to get out and go get a drink or go to the bathroom or what....AND, he left the class on the second day about 30 minutes early, and left his soda can and candy wrappers all over the place. Nice. I know it's petty, but dammit, have some f-ing consideration for others, you asshole!

But the kicker, what really made me and my seatmates (who were sitting on the other side of him) take pause was when we were talking about alias and anti-alias text (yes, that makes me think of Sydney Bristow. Shut up.) We'd all typed in a sentence, and clicked the appropriate toggle switches to make the text clearer, and the instructor says, "Ok, now zoom in on a word in your sentence so you can see the difference in the smoothness of the letters." I did, and then glanced over at the inconsiderate asshole's screen.

There, in huge, bold, black letters was this word:



Yeah. I was probably sitting next to some weird pedophile. Yay.

All in all, though, it was a great class and I'm itching to use the skills I learned for our product launches and some new website stuff. Now I just have to see about getting some more RAM in my machine, because what I have is not enough for all the programs I'm running as it is, and adding Flash might just send my machine into a coma.

But all in all, it was a good class. And now I'm back at work and then get tomorrow off. DH and I are going to a B&B to celebrate our anniversary in style--the room has a Jacuzzi for 2. Ahhhhhh.
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4.11.2006,4/11/2006 07:35:00 AM
Training, or Two Days Off From Work...
Wow, everyone! I come back last night from my anniversary date with DH and come back to all these warm wishes! It was a very very nice surprise. I have to say that starting this little blog was probably one of the best things I could have done, because it's brought me some really great friends! Thank you, all of you. :)

We had dinner at an Italian place last night, and then went to see Thank You For Smoking at the Angelika. GO SEE THIS MOVIE. It's absolutely fabulous! Then we went to the wine bar next to the theater and had some wine, and came home. It was a very nice evening.

I wish I could stay, but I'm about to leave for Flash training for my job. So, if you don't hear from me for the next couple of days that's where I am. Oh, yippee! I mean, I'm excited about learning new stuff, but I don't like being cooped up in an unfamiliar place for hours on end.

So, my friends, I will see you on the flipside, or maybe tonight if I feel like blogging. Until then, I leave you with another INFAMOUS QUIZ!!!


You Are the Peacemaker

You are emotionally stable and willing to find common ground with others.

Your friends and family often look to you to be the mediator when there is conflict.

You are easy going and accepting. You take things as they come.

Avoding conflict at all costs, you're content when things are calm.

What number are you?
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4.10.2006,4/10/2006 08:42:00 AM
For Some Reason, I Thought it was Three Years...

Today is our anniversary. The OFFICIAL one. :)

We were married April 10, 2004, at 10 am at Jackson Square in New Orleans.

Looking back on everything now, two years later (and, as the title says, I thought it was three years instead of two,) I remember vignettes from that day. No details, just little scenes...I think that when you're the bride you usually don't remember all that much of the day. At least that is my case--good thing I have pictures to remind me!

The carriage ride, driving through the Quarter, watching people watching us, and them shouting "Congratulations!"

Seeing my family there, gathered around the steps, before we took our vows. The reverend in his Easter suit of powder blue and his fabulous straw boater hat. (He's quite a character)

Everything melting away as I saw just DH and pledged to honor, love, and cherish him the rest of my life.

The kiss afterward, immortalized by my mother as a picture of just our feet, showing the difference in our height. :)

The wedding brunch at Court of Two Sisters, such a beautiful setting, but I was so wound up I couldn't eat a bite.

It's been a fabulous two years, and I'm looking forward to many, many more.

And DH, sly devil that he is, surprised me this morning with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. He had to take his car in for some work and on his way into his job he stopped by and called me and told me to come out to the parking lot, where he was waiting with beautiful flowers. Here they are in the vase that held my birthday flowers (please excuse my desk):

Of course, I can't say I wasn't a sly devil myself, because I surprised him with this today:
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4.08.2006,4/08/2006 12:17:00 PM
Beaucoup de Questions
From my friend Ms. Poppy, who sent me the most wonderful Easter basket ever!!!! (sorry for the late acknowledgement, my head's been totally up my ass lately...)

1. Who was your first prom date?
Brian Hubbard, a friend of mine. The next year, he became Mrs. Wallington's boyfriend.

2. Who was your first roommate?
A chick named Laura my freshman year of college. I liked her all right, but I was secretly glad when she flunked out and I was able to have my own room. :)

3. What alcoholic beverage did you drink when you got drunk the first time?
A bottle of Champagne and 2 shots of Goldschlager.

4. What was your first job?
Working at my Dad's bank in small-town West Texas for $3.80 an hour. He felt that since I wasn't 16 yet (I was 14) that I didn't deserve minimum wage (which was $4 at the time.) And I'm surprised, now that I typed that, that I don't have more issues with him than I already have....

5. What was your first car?
I am so sick of answering this question that I'm just going to refuse from this point forward. (I agree with Poppy on this one)

6. When did you go to your first funeral?
I was 4, I think, and it was my grandfather. I sill have vague memories of seeing him in the casket.

7. How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown?
Fourteen--I went to live with my Dad and Stepmom.

8. Who was your first grade teacher?
Mrs. McLemore

9. Where did you go on your first airplane ride?
Right after I was born (I was 2 months premature,) I was flown on a C-9 Nightingale from Webb AFB to Lackland AFB in San Antonio. I'm still floored that they de-iced the runway and fueled up that big plane for a little baby who was clinging to life.

10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was with you?
I am such a goody-goody, but I never snuck out of my house. I'm kind of ashamed to type that!

11. Who was your first Best Friend and are you still friends always?
My very first best friend was Joy Roper, and we were friends from 1st grade until 5th grade, and then we both went to different middle schools. So no, we're still not friends always, but I did send her a card when she got married...

12. Where did you live the first time you moved out of your parents house?
In a dorm at SWT (sorry, guys, it will NEVER be Texas State to me.)

13. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day?
DH, and if DH is the reason for my bad day, Poppy and my Mom. The DH-influenced bad day happens extremely rarely, though....

14. Whose wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a groomsmen?
My cousin, who is married to a super-biatch. One time, after graduating from college, she was over at my parents' house for some unknown reason. I was talking about how difficult it is to meet people and she's like, "Why don't you go to church and meet people?" When I said that church wasn't really my thing, she snips, "What, people who go to church aren't good enough for you?" I really wanted to say to her, "Well, if being a Christian means being in Heaven with people like you, I'd rather burn in Hell." Grr. She's an awful awful woman. And I just went off on a tangent....

15. What is the first thing you do in the morning?
Stumble to the bathroom--this morning I accidentally stepped on Joey since it was dark, and nearly fell over. Nice moves, Bdogg....

16. What was the first concert you ever went to?
New Kids on the Block, in 7th grade. Jon was my favorite :)

17. First tattoo or first piercing?
Ears pierced at age 4, first tattoo at 23.

18. First celebrity crush?
When I was SUPER young, like 4, I wanted to marry Bob Barker. I have no idea why, either.

19. First crush?
Brannon. He had the bluest eyes imaginable (before DH's, of course.) Sigh...

20. First love?
Jeremy, who broke up with me because he felt like he was losing touch with Jesus. Is it ANY suprise that I feel the way I do about Christianity?
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4.03.2006,4/03/2006 09:29:00 PM
Good God!
Warning. This is a bit of a TMI post, but, the great thing about this blog is that I can write whatever I want! Plus, it's kinda funny and I've been debating whether or not to post it all day and I figured what the hell....

I have a hickey. But not on my neck, which is strange. My neck is so sensitive to hickeys it's unreal--you could look at it and a red splotch will appear on it. I'm not kidding!

No, my hickey is in that little hollow right below the bottom lip.

Sorry about the lighting in the pic--I couldn't use the flash otherwise you would see nothing but a great patch of bright white.

Seems that in the heat of the moment last night, DH got a little rough with the whole kissing thing...and this morning I was looking in the bathroom mirror and went, "huh. I have this weird shadow thing on my bottom lip." Then I looked a little closer and realized it was a HICKEY! (It's rather a bit darker in real life than the pic states.)

I was absolutely mortified. Did my co-workers notice? OMG--I'm nearly thirty f*ing years old and have a freakin' hickey! I haven't had a visible hickey since I was like 21-22 years old and spent the summer barely working and hanging out by Mrs. W's parents' pool all day. No, Mrs. W did not give me the hickey, you dirty bitches...

But, seriously! Do any of you older peeps out there, married or otherwise, inadvertently get visible hickeys? I thought I'd moved past that. I am a married woman, after all...

Anyhow, at lunchtime I called DH and said, "I have a hickey!" and he asked where and I told him it was on my bottom lip and he said, "Well, I have one too."

HA! Seems like we both got a bit too enthusiastic....

If anyone noticed, they didn't say anything. And if they did, I'm hoping they were all, "Damn! Bdogg got some last night--lucky!"

But yeah. I think I might put a little concealer on it tomorrow morning, anyway.

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