Busted

So I got busted this week...

Worse it wasn't by a friend or a co-worker or a boss or even my mother this time but by my horoscope.

My Horoscope. Geez.

I don't usually read my horoscope- they tend to freak me out. Yes, realistically I know it's just words on a paper- however what if??? The daily newspaper told me for an entire year my day would only rate 6 (out of a 1-10 rating scale) A SIX! What the hell does that mean- it's not gonna suck but don't expect anything grand. Ummmmm K thanks.

Anyhoodle, we, in SacTown, have a weekly read and dump newspaper called the News and Review. For those of you who are unfamiliar, the freebie is filled with a few wildly left articles surrounded by tons of medical marijuana ads, "massage" and "escort" ads, and the calendar of all of the hot places I'm not cool or pierced enough to actually go to.

Its one saving grace- somtimes the only reason I'll pick it up, is the horoscope by Rob Brenzky. Not so much because of his ability to tell the future but because Brenzky can tell a complete story and be incredibly entertaining in 100 words or less. I can't brush my teeth in less than 100 words.

But this week- I got yelled at. Worse I could picture the guy just standing there shaking his finger at me while he was yelling at me. Sure he was all nice about it but I got the message.

So maybe I haven't exactly been saying yes to life lately. Maybe I've been spending a whole lotta' time at home or with the kids. Sure I've got excuses...work, school, moving, the kids. But yeah- haven't exactly been embracing new experiences. Yes, I've been using rationalizations to not try new things, to stay stuck. Fine, I'll say yes to Life DAMMIT.

So when I was asked to go out with friends on Saturday night I went. Normally I would have politely declined. Look I love these women- I do. Know most of them for 10+ years if not longer but...ummm...well...hmmmm…

Alright I'll just say it. They are obnoxious drunks! The kind you always feel like you have to apologize for…apologize to the guy who’s trying to hit on you to get your number, apologize to the woman they just gave the stink eye to, apologize to the bartender who they’ve been harassing all night. It’s not fun.

But I said I was going to say yes to life and I did. However because this post is getting way too long...I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.

Busted