I kick the dirt, for what it's worth, listening to birds chirp

Okay, okay.... the ladies are calling me out on my sh**. Yeah, yeah.... I hear you. I really did want to blog last week, but I took on a project consisting of two 12x12 scrapbooks. I knew I wouldn't have time to work on them after spring break (I work full time and take a full time course load at junior college during the regular school year: September - June), so I was trying to work on them each night. Much to my dismay, I wasn't able to complete them. I will continue working on them in any spare time I can find this term.

I did make some cards around the Valentine's day "holiday".

Jose's little girl had a birthday in February, so I made her this:

I also made a card for my friend, Jose's birthday.

At some point, I will be scanning and posting the scrapbooks I've completed over the year. I may not get around to posting until the summertime. It is a time consuming project and I'll have the summer off from school which will free up some time to get caught up on everything.

On the romance front, there's nothing really new to report. Here's a rundown of the past few years: 2006 - reconnected with a dude from high school [oh, his birthday is today, happy birthday _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _] , at one point he just started calling me his girlfriend (never once ASKED me to be his girlfriend, just referred to me as such), by the beginning of 2007 he said goodbye and vanished from my life. December '07 much younger dude who I'd been dating for six months or so busted my heart in half, handed it back to me and walked out of my life [all the while claiming to be my friend]. This episode spun me into a shame spiral, filled with depression and hate. 2008 - I had a friend tell me that he was "crushin' on me" (literally, that's what he said, word for word). When I asked him what that means, he said "I don't know." I simply let it go and told him to let me know when he figured it out. I mean, I can't figure this sh** out for him. Six months ago, I had a man tell me he was going to marry me. Not ASK me, TELL me. Oh, he also said I was going to have his children!?!? Oh and if anyone knows me, they've probably heard me talk about my Mr. Random story. This guy has randomly texted me over the course of 5 years (!) (I've seen him a few times over that period) and about a month ago, out of the blue, he asked me to be his girlfriend VIA TEXT MESSAGE. Seriously?!?! I'm sorry, but as a grown up, I really can't take that sh** seriously.

I've been a wreck when it comes to dudes since I left and divorced my husband and if I really look back on my experiences, I can see why.

Last week, I had a nice interaction with a guy friend. It kind of gives a girl hope, but part of me (the cynical) is like "mmhmm.... he's just like the rest." riiight....

I've been listening to Adam Carolla's podcasts and I can't recommend these to everyone enough. I am a big fan of his and have been since the Loveline days.

I also have a new morning show obsession. Rick Emerson moved to FM radio (101.1 here in Portland) from the AM dial. I have listened to his talk radio show(s) since 2000. I'm a huge fan and of course, can't recommend his show enough.

I really love my roomie's kitties, but have been missing this one lately:

Anyway, I'm rambling on now and should get this published before the clock strikes midnight and I turn into a pumpkin (and it stops being that one guy's birthday).