I'll show you mine if you show me yours...

Yep that's right, I'm ready for a little show-n-tell. Anyone in?

Here's the deal. I've tweeted, texted, commented, whined, begged, and cajoled. I really need some new songs for my work-out play list. Julochka (thanks lady!) was the only one that answered, and she only gave me one suggestion. So I thought maybe I'd show you what I have on my work-out iTunes list and you could give me some more suggestions.

Walk This Way    Aerosmith  
Just Push Play     Aerosmith  
21 Things I Want In A Lover   Alanis Morissette
dirty litte secret   The All american rejects
Potential Breakup Song    Aly & AJ 
Girlfriend    Avril Lavigne 
Dancing With Myself    Billy Idol  
3    Britney Spears 
Womanizer    Britney Spears   
Pour Some Sugar On Me    Def Leppard 
Move Your Body    Eiffel 65  
Sugar, We're Goin Down    Fall Out Boy 
Fergalicious    Fergie   
Paralyzer    Finger Eleven  
I Ran (So Far Away)    A Flock of Seagulls  
American Idiot    Green Day  
SexyBack     Justin Timberlake 
I Kissed a Girl    Katy Perry 
Bad Romance    Lady GaGa 
Shake It    Metro Station
So What  P!nk 
Hotel Room Service    Pit Bull          
SOS   Rihanna 
Panama    Van Halen 
Don't Trust Me    3Oh!3 

So there ya have it. That's what I run to. I like it loud with a good, fast beat that will make me forget I'm sweating my a$$ off.

Thoughts? Ideas? Inspiration??

Tuesday again

Go see Keely at The Un-Mom and link up for some random tuesday goodness.

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Today started out on an interesting note. I got up early and went to work only to have another pharmacist show up. If you recall, I'm a temp pharmacist so I only work when people need me. It's a pretty good gig, and I set my own schedule, etc. Well, what happened today is a long story, but I'll see if I can put it in a nutshell.

:: I sometimes work for a temp agengy

:: Sometimes the people at the pharmacies I go to want to hire me as their own temp pharmacist rather than go thru the agency

:: That's fine, but then they owe the agency a finders fee (I don't see a dime of that money)

:: I *think* that the pharmacy I went to today does not want to pay the finders fee
:: I *think* they wanted me to keep my employment with them on the hush-hush, in essence screwing over the temp agency and my contacts there

:: I did not keep it on the hush-hush

:: which is *I think* why they had the other pharmacist show up

So, you want me to work for you because I am a good, honest, responsible pharmacist, yet you want me to lie for you and be your bitch? Hmmm. I don't get it. Sorry.

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Okay, enough badness. Here's some goodness. Do you know Goosey? She got married over the weekend! It was a great party. Slasher Norm was there, and Bamboo too. That was fun because I never met her before this weekend. Goosey looked beautiful, the food was great, and the wine was awesome! Today she and her new hubby are jetting off to Jamaica. Hopefully they will stay clear of all the drug lords and enjoy the beautiful white sandy beaches. I'm jealous!

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How was your Memorial Day? We had a nice weekend, the weather was beautiful and I am thankful that I'm an American. That reminds me. While I was cleaning the pool I was thinking about PRIDE. Pride is a funny thing. It is one of the Seven Deadly Sins according to the Catholic religion. And yes, I suppose it could be sinful sometimes. But when I say I'm proud to be an American, that doesn't mean that I don't love and respect other countries. London is one of my most favoritest cities in the world. I love all of England. And Scotland. And France. And Italy. And I could go on and on. Oh and Greece. And Canada (sorry michele, it's a beautiful country). Anyway, you get my point, don't you? Also there are times when I'll tell 17yo daughter to have some pride in herself, that she's a great person. Is that a sin? I don't think so. I think that pride and respect go hand in hand. How can I respect your culture, your country, food, religion, looks, etc without respecting my own? None are better than the other, just different. Although in a pinch, I'd have to say that we are the greatest country in the world. Not without our problems, sure, but a pretty darn good place to be. Especially today sitting by the pool, kids and dogs around me. All I need is a glass of wine and life would be good. What do you think of pride? Is it wrong to be proud of yourself? Your accomplishments? Your country? Your kids???

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Wow. those were some deep thoughts. Okay. I was *going* to add one of Jack Handey's Deep Thoughts here because I thought that'd be funny. Well, Mr Handey doesn't let you post them on your web site without permission. Plus I couldn't figure out how to ask him for permission. So go here if you want to see the Deep Thought for the day. Although now I'm annoyed that I can't just post the thought. Mr Handey must be PROUD of his thoughts, huh? Grrr.

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Agenda for the evening: not a damn thing cuz mr bambi is outta town. Oh, okay I'll have a glass of wine or 3. But that's it. Re-runs of Grey's? Well, if you're going to twist my arm, then sure. Cook dinner? Surely you jest. Finish and just post the damn thing? I'm on it.

Link up and get random peeps.

Oh and ps, I finally got my Skype to work. Email me with your name and we can chat! Woot!

Six Word Saturday Plus

Thanks to Cate at Show my Face for bringing us Six Word Saturday. Go see her and link up. All the cool kids are doing it, shouldn't you?

CAN'T GET OUT OF THE GUTTER

While some people (can anyone say Coffeypot?) might find this a plus in a woman, I find it rather annoying. Seriously, I'm a grown-up, completely over-educated, a lady, and I like to think I have a modicum of class. And yet.

I can't look at clouds without seeing penises everywhere. Seriously. I have to consciously try to find different shapes while cloud gazing. I'll see a great big stiffy in the sky and laugh - of course - at The Big Guy's sense of humor, then remember how grown-up and mature I am and come up with something more sensible. A mushroom cloud? nah. A tree and two boulders? nope. A couple of tea bags at the bottom of the Eiffel Tower? that's just silly.

Does anyone else have this problem? Or should I have saved it for a TMI Thursday??

This photo isn't even the most suggestive. I did most of my cloud gazing today while in the pool with the camera tucked safely away inside. I think the penises just follow me...

As I was reading thru my google reader this afternoon I came across the Blue Zoo and her Monday Minute (brought to us by the Daily Dose of Reality). Having never done a monday minute I had to give it a shot. Plus, it all is for our friend Daffy (I mentioned over the weekend about her losing her sister). If you want to give Daffy some love you can get to her site by clicking on the photo.

1 - Do you *snort*?
I'd love to say no, but I'd be lying. I actually do snort, but only if I'm really laughing hard. I think it may stem from the fact that I'm usually concentrating on not peeing my pants at the time, I can't think about not snorting.

2 - Our friend, has a nickname and it's Daffy.  What's your nickname?
Well believe it or not, Bambi isn't actually my real name. I bet you didn't get that.  So, yes, Bambi is one of my nicknames. It goes back a long time ago from when I was in college and my bff was also named Susan. One of our profs said we needed nicknames so I said I wanted to be Natasha (you have to say it with a russian accent of course). Well the other Susan didn't want to be Boris, so we agreed on Bambi and Thumper. I'd say I still got the better end of the deal, although now in my professional life people tend to think I am a former stripper or something.
Other nicknames I have would be sue, susie, mom, mother, satan's whore, and wifey. I think that about sums it up.

3 - Do you know sign language?
well of course I know the universal signal to go fok yourself, but I actually learned how to say 'penis' in sign language by the master herself - Daffy - at TAR last month.

Here are Travis and I practicing saying penis. Thanks Daffy! I'm sure this will come in very handy at the pharmacy. and thanks to Barb for taking the picture.

4 - What's a sample convo from your hood?
"'scuse me. can I talk to the pharmacist?"
"I'm a pharmacist, can I help you?"
"No, where's the other guy that's usually here? You know, he got dark hair."
"He's off today, can I help you with something?"
"Are you his wife?"
"No, I'm just a pharmacist. I fill in when he's gone"
"Well, he was supposed to leave some vicodin for me. Did he leave it?"
"Ummm. NO. He sure didn't. Why don't you come back tomorrow..."

I could go on but really I think that's the gist of it. Oh, and in case you were wondering, the pharmacists that I fill in for *never* leave vicodin laying around for people... darn it.

5 - Do you sleep with electronic devices - i.e. laptop, Blackberry, iPhone, etc?
I can think of many ways to answer this... however since it's my first Monday Minute I'm gonna keep it all clean and say... YES. Actually I do. My mattress pad is electric and when it's cold and snowy outside I like to turn it on high and get my bed all toasty. Then I turn it down to 4 and settle in for a warm sleep.


Well that's it for Monday Minute. Go see Daffy. Go see Ian at Dose. Go see all the other people I bothered to take the time to link up. I'm going to GO to starbucks. Ciao!

a little bit of everything

first of all, thanks so much to karebear for being a new follower. sorry I can't thank each of you personally, but I do thank you. the name, karebear, took me off guard for a minute and I had to take a closer look because I used to call one of my bff's in high school karebear. I thought maybe it was her. it's not, and that's okay of course, but just for a minute I was elated. well, not true. I'm still elated to have a new follower (it does so so much for my self esteem) but I thought maybe it was her.

anywhoodles... on to the postage. I want to take just a quick minute and mention my bloggy friend Daffy. in case you don't know, daffy lost her sister yesterday. let's just take a moment and send her and her family a cyber hug. {{{HUGS}}}

this post started out (yesterday) as a Happy Hour/ Friday Fragments post (a la mrs 4444s) but since it's now actually saturday I guess I won't link up. if ya snooze ya lose I guess, and I snoozed on this baby. so then I thought I'd do a Six Word Saturday post but this is umm slightly more than six words. You know what? screw it. I have six good words.

THREE BAD DOGS, ONE WET BATHROOM

oh yeah, that's what I'm saying. juneau, jenny, and kodi are all monster dogs today. mr bambi got up early and went golfing, so I decided I'd haul my cookies outta bed and take the little shits dogs out for their walk.  sometimes on saturdays and sundays I don't always get to it early so usually on the weekends they don't get to run amok on the golf course (of course then we usually go across the street to the cemetery so they can run amok thru the headstones). anyhow, since we were early today they got to go on the golf course. on one of the tee boxes 'something' must have smelled good because all 3 little shits dogs decided they needed to roll in it. oh. my. gawd. my sweet little white dogs were brown. and stinky. it was gross. needless to say I was not a happy camper. sound familiar? on monday it was just kodi that decided he needed to get dirty (and then it was mainly just sand) but today it was all three fuckers. so when we got home they all got a bath. and my bathroom got soaked. it still smells like wet dog.

 Juneau

 Jenny

Kodi

Fuckers. all three of them. remind me again why I do this to myself.

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that 'za' up there is from kodi. he thought he needed to help me type. I thought I'd leave it so you can see how smart he is. or not. he's the dumb one. but at least he wants to be a blogger. you have to appreciate that.

ummm... I thought I had more to say but I guess not. have a great weekend!

monday musings and maybe a little random tuesday too

yeah, it's only monday but I'm feeling a little random. plus I like keely and want to be a part of her randomness. don't you? if you link up then you get to use this little gem too:

okay I don't know how much rain you've been getting but I think we've had something like 102 straight days of rain. well, that might be a bit of an exaggeration, but not by much. the problem with so much rain is that the pool fills up. I mean way up. I mean like it's over the skimmer and then it doesn't skim right. which really doesn't matter because it's too cold and shitty rainy to swim anyway. but the issue is that now the pool is all cloudy. and has visitors. uninvited visitors. and they are doin it froggy style. in my pool.

speaking of doin it, did you know that I'm a milf? yep. apparently I am. my 15yo daughter came home from school today and informed me that a couple of her guy friends told her so. here's to you mrs robinson. or maybe stiflers mom.

do you have any idea how long it takes for white fluffy dogs to dry after a bath? let me tell you, it's a long time. today kodi was running around the golf course and, naturally, in and out of the sand traps and got filthy. I should have taken a before picture, but I didn't. I didn't take an after picture either, so it's fine. my point is, I gave him a bath at approximately 8am. it's now 7:30pm and he's still slightly damp. during our afternoon nap (what? I didn't have to work today) he got my shirt damp. 

juneau and jenny were good dogs today so they didn't have to get a bath. I don't think kodi liked the fact that he had to get bath and they didn't. he's a cute little fucker monster dog tho huh?

I'm really looking forward to wednesday cuz mr bambi and I and barb and mr barb are all going to the fox theater and seeing young frankenstein. oh speaking of barb, it's almost her birthday so be sure to go see her soon. jealous? you should be. or maybe not. but I'm still planning on having a good time. and wine.

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okay well I guess that's about it for me. go see keely. go see barb. just go. no wait. leave me a little something to make my day, then go. 

a little randomness never hurt anyone...

and it's a good thing too because I'm at work so I'm sure the post will be a little disjointed anyway.

speaking of disjointed, have you read Barb's post yet about poor little Chili? Go read... I'll wait...

oh, speaking of waiting, I guess I should tell you that today's post is due in part to the awesome Keeley. Go see her and link up dammit. 

and don't forget to read her too, she's funny as hell.

when you eat a banana in public do you feel a little bit dirty? a little risque? do you bat your eyes at the man walking by and take a big bite and go 'ummmm.... so so good...'?

how come when I go on a diet I end up gaining weight? does that happen to you?

do you play Words with Friends? I know you can play  on the iphone and itouch, not sure where else. you should play with me. just search rxbams. they also have Chess with Friends, but I'm not very good at it so if you want an easy opponent then search for me there too.

do you remember a while back we talked about thoughts that we couldn't get out of our heads? I'd look for the post, but I don't know where it is and honestly, well, I'm just too damn lazy to go hunting for it. the point is tho, that I still have these 2 thoughts that are plaguing me and I can't freaking stand it. one of the thoughts is a mean and nasty one that I don't want to waste any energy on. the other is just annoying because it's 20 years old and won't go away. I was thinking what I'd like to do is be Fat Bastard and tell those thoughts to get outta my head and into my belly then I'd eat them and they won't bother me anymore. what do you think? anyone know how to do that?

okay well I suppose I should go and do some real work while I'm here. hope your tuesday has been full of fun random facts that you want to share.

go see Keeley!