weird dream

Last night/ early this morning I had a bizarre dream. I am sure it had to do with the fact that Brett took the dog out early this morning and she was cold so she was spooning me on the bed. I dreamed that I left my current job after almost 4 years and went back to my old job (my first job). It was really bizarre. No one knew who I was but I had this major ego. I thought I was awesome b/c i was going back there as some sort of hero. Also somewhere in the dream I had to go to the dentist. No, I wasnt drinking or on drugs last night. I have a creative imagination - thats why I'm in advertising... hehehe

Anyone have any clue what this dream means?

for the love of the sox

I went to the Red Sox "rolling rally" today in Boston. I actually just left work for an hour and a half - not bad huh? I also had a beer... which makes me want more. mmmmm beeerrrrr...

Ah well back to work. Well until like 4:45pm when I need another beer.

Some quotes from today:

"I am in love with Papelbon. I cant even stand it. I think its a problem" - CN

"He's married (papelbon)." "Well ya - and I have a boyfriend... things change." - me & CN

"Is that my future husband?" (david ortiz) - MA

"They were all going by and Theo (Epstein) looked me in my eyes" - EM

bad mom

So I don't know if I could ever be a single mother. I don't know how they do it. I almost kill my dog on a daily basis. I cant imagine if I had a child that it would live to be older than 6 months. So far my dog has eaten a poisonous plant, cut her nail so badly she bleed for 5 hours and last night she not only picked up a dead bird and walked around with it but I found 5 nasty ticks on her. We had to operate on her last night to get them out. When I say "we" I mean I had to call my mom to come in and help me.

I'm a bad mom. Also all of this crap ONLY happens when Brett is gone and cant help. This is the third time we have called the vet for an emergency. I cant even raise a dog! I am better when there is someone around to help me. Its just tough to deal with all of this alone. Not only that but I have a dog walker. Why cant I raise a dog when I have a "dog nanny" for her. I swear Brett better be a good dad or this kid (whenever it comes) is going to be one damaged child if I am left to raise it alone.

Go Sox

So last night my Red Sox came back and won the pennant and are going to the World Series! I made a nice little bet with my Ohio cousin that we would send each other the native food if we won. I was to send Lobsters and Mom2Amara was to send me perogies. Now if you haven't had the joy in life to see the Market in Cleveland that sells the perogies you are missing out. They come in every combination of flavors and they are amazing!

I do feel bad a bit that the Tribe lost. They were my team away from team when i was in Ohio and I have a secret crush on Sizemore. I also have a Sizemore t-shirt. I was a traitor but now I'm back.

I was lucky enough to be in the stands during the last pennant push against the Yankees when we won the world series. I still have my ticket. Its pretty much my only claim to fame other than sitting next to Drew Barrymore once on a Chicago-Boston flight.

Go Sox! Sorry Tribe... maybe next time...

Grady - if you need a shoulder to cry on. I'm just a few blocks from Fenway. muuahh

evil chickens

I don't know what happened to me. If there was some big event or what but I hate chickens. I hate chickens so much that even the sight of a fake one makes me want to scream, run and vomit all at the same time. Last Thanksgiving Eve I was home alone (Brett was at work per usual) in my Avon Lake apartment and I logged onto the Yahoo! homepage. To my surprise a very large rooster took over my homepage and pecked at me. I was so freaked out I had a heart pain. A CHICKEN ON A LAPTOP GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK!

I have been made fun of this for years. Every now and then I get chicken gifts (Not funny Danielle!!) and people like to show me every random rooster/chicken "art" in Marshalls etc.

Last night I felt a little better about my hatred of chickens. I now have back up.

My puppy Billie Jean saw a rooster on the TV last night and started to attack it. She was barking (not normal) and growling at the TV while also trying to hide behind me. Damn Extreme Home Makeover!

I am glad my dog shares the hatred of the Evil Chickens. I knew we were meant for each other.

"I had a bad day"

I was forwarded this story today from my boss. The subject line read: "well we dont have to work this hard". Here is the link

http://gothamist.com/2007/10/13/naked_new_yorke.php

The best part is this kid is 26 and works at an agency in NY. This could be me! ahhhahaa

too passionate

Every since I graduated college and entered the work world my annual performance reviews have said the same thing. "Jaci is sometimes too passionate". At first this remark made me angry (wait.. is that passionate?) and year after year I got used to being passionate.

I know what they were really trying to say. Sometimes you are a bitch. Sometimes you stick up for things way longer than you need to. Sometimes you just need to shut up and take it. It hasnt been that bad. I have had the same job for over 3 1/2 years and apparently people still like me. Now that I am working with a full team and new clients I can start fresh. I have found that life is a little easier now that all my job stress isnt weighing me down. I dont think about work in the shower or when I walk the dog. I dont wake up at 2am and go to my laptop to email Germany so they can get back to me in the morning. Am I growing up? Am I finally in a management postion that allows me to actually get things accomplished? I think I am...

Hooray to me for finally letting my passion for work not be something that is made into a negative!

p.s. Yesterday I got a blackberry... i think this is not a good thing for "Passionate Jaci". It might need to get locked up nights and weekends!

Skinny Women

I was on the T (subway/train thing in Boston) the other day and I was talking to a co-worker. She got up at her stop and the guy standing in front of me sat down. He looked like Howard Stern with the glasses and nasty curly hair only like 2 feet shorter. I called him Mini-Stern in my head. Mini-Stern opened a napsack (yes... it was a napsack) and took out a notepad. He turned a few pages until he came to a page and turned it towards me. In big letters it read:

I LIKE SKINNY WOMEN

I took one look at this and burst out laughing. Other riders on the T were looking at me. I didnt care. This shit was FUNNY! Then he looked annoyed and flipped to the next page. It read:

I AM SINGLE AND NOT A PARENT

This is when the full force of my laugher came out aka I was snorting. I was laughing uncontrollably and I'm sure the other T riders just brushed me off as "another crazy". Mini-Stern got really mad and then flipped the page back violently and then turned it to the big black woman on the other side of him. I'm not sure if he looked before he did it...

One of the funniest things to happen on the T in a long time.

the bet

my cousins in Ohio made a bet with me on Tribe vs Sox. We decided to go the mayors route... if they win I send them Maine Lobstahs and if they win they send me some Ohio food. I thought about that and then recalled food from Ohio... kielbasa and perogies? hmmmm do we think this is a fair bet?

Billie Jean is not my lover...

she's my dog. A dog that sleeps in between my husband and I and farts and snores. Now that he is home we are not able to sleep unless Billie Jean is snug as a bug in our bed. She sleeps half the night like a human on her back and snoring. The other half of the night she is either on top of my head like a cat or touching my nose with hers. Her other favorite position is with her big head in your neck.

We love our little english bulldog puppy. She is 6 months old and spoiled rotten! Not only does she sleep on the bed with us but she sits on the couch and the papasan like they are her chairs. She also talks. If we arent paying attention to her this loud (turn up the TV loud) growling/whiny sound comes out of her like she's saying "hey! You guys! Pay attention to me!". Its horrible. We try to ignore her but the sound gets louder and then she'll jump up on the couch and do it in your face. We go to the local park every night to play with other dogs in the neighborhood. She loves the little boston terriers and other puppies. She doesnt exactly come when she's called nor does she sit unless the treat is displayed in front of her face. Otherwise she's a pretty good dog! hahaha