I had a doctors appointment this morning and got in on time! What are the odds? *tee hee*

I was standing in line to check out and the woman in front of me was getting instructions on her ailment. I don't know what she was there for, but it had something to do with her colon. The nurse was telling the patient to pay attention to the looks of her bowel movements and observe any changes. Here is the conversationn:

Nurse: For the next 2 weeks we need you to pay careful attention to your bowel movements.
Patient: What do you mean?
Nurse: When you have a bowel movement, before you flush, look at your feces to see if there are any changes.
Patient: Changes in what?
Nurse: Color and texture
Patient: Well Ok. How long do I have to look at it?
Nurse: (at this point is losing her patience) Well you don't have to stand there and admire it.
Patient: I'm sorry about this, but I am uncomfortable with this conversation now.

Me: How about you just take a picture of them all and bring them in to show her.

It broke the tension. My work was done...........*still giggling*

I have been receiving emails from old NNers who remembered the pics that I used to post. I had no boundaries when I posted. I was a traveling NNer and would carry my camera where ever I would go. It didn't matter where I was, I would take a picture or two to chronicle my every move.

The most memorable ones were in Starbcuks. Yes, Starbucks...*snicker*

My life at the moment is a bit hectic with work and school, but as soon as I am capable I would like to start taking the traveling pics again. I always treated this site as a way to show fun and adventure.

It's time to bring out my purple "I love My NN" sign and click click away down the road.

I heard a commercial this morning, advertising a Halloween Corn Maze. I smiled and thought of my very first Corn Maze. They are a great deal of fun! Especially if you are with a group of people who are just as whacked out as you are.

In 2009 my agency sent me on a detail to El Paso, Texas. I know, it doesn't sound spectacular, but I do love El Paso.

Anyhoo, It was up to me to choose one of our adventures. I chose a Corn Maze / Jazz Festival in Mesilla, New Mexico for a weekend trip. We packed up a cooler of wine and beer and signed up for the Corn Maze Contest under our agencies name. The prize? A Golden Ear of Corn....lol. AWESOME!

We chose our leader, handed him the map and headed off laughing and drinking. As we were walking and walking and walking, I kept noticing the same bits of paper, the same dead bugs and I realized we were walking in circles for the first hour of our trek. When I pointed this out the women threw their beers at our glorious leaders. I was too tired and no way in hell was I going to waste good wine and throw it at him.

Another agent took the lead, only this time he took us back to the beginning. Not good! No one had any beers left to throw at him. But his wife did tell him he would not be getting a blow job later. So we set out again. No man in the lead. We decided to follow some teenagers. When the teenagers figured out what we were doing, they ran. We couldn't run at this point. We had too much wine and beer and had been going in circles for almost 3 hours. Then we decided to follow a family, but they had kids who were crying and we got tired of hearing the complaints.

It's amazing to me that a group of grown adults would not be able to follow a simple map. I had the feeling the Corn Maze people were playing a joke on us.

I finally said "fuck this shit" and just plowed through the corn stalk walls! For over 30 mintues we busted through, cuts, scrapes, spiders, bleeding and exhausted. They handed us the Golden Ear of Corn while our glorious leader was over in the corner puking his guts out.

I recommend going to a Corn Maze. Just once, experiencce it! Puke and all.

I do love to play mild jokes on others and those I work with are not exempt from this.

While sitting outside of the agency during a break, there were some ladies sitting near me. The area we are sitting in is prone to have squirrels that have a habit of just running up and taking your food. I combat that issue by keeping a spray water bottle with me.

This time I decided to have some fun. I noticed that the seagulls were in abundance and had a thought. Mmmmmmmmmmm....(evil thinking now) I sprayed the water above them. They looked up and around. I kept my head in my computer and didn't look guilty. One said: what was that? The other: It isn't raining.

After a few minutes, I did it again and one more time. They looked shocked. Stil no emotion from me. Now mind you, the seagulls are everywhere. So they asked me if I was feeling any drops of water. I replied "no"

One little sentence from me sent them running inside.

"You know, Maybe the seagulls are peeing?"

I love the "sky is falling" mentality of people.

Again, don't hate me because I'm deviish. Love me for it.

I may be a patient woman, but I am a devilishly patient woman.

In line at the 7-11, a man was buying his beer with dimes, nickels and pennies. As he was counting at the change, I decided to call a friend and discuss dates of my pending visit. To add to the fun, I purposely used the dates in number form......bbwwwwaaaaaa ahahahahahhahaha.

He had to stop and count a few times....lol The other patrons in line didn't like it so much, but hey! They need to add some laughter to their lives.

Don't hate me because I'm a lil devil.....love me for it.

I can take a lot of things and I do mean that. I'm a pretty patient person and can smile even when an elderly woman can take 15 minutes to write a check. That is another story...tee hee

I can sit thru a person scratching their nails on a chalkboard and basically I was the one scratching my nails on the board. Yes, I was the kid you hated.

I an sit in traffic for hours on end and just idle away the time by singing, looking at others lose their minds or just day dream.

I can sit and listen to any one of my sisters go on and on about their shopping experience and how they found the perfect pair of socks.

WHAT I CAN'T be patient with is watching and listening any commercial in which you can hear a person eating and chewing! I CAN'T! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! That would be the end of me if I were to be tortured. Have me listen to someone chewing and I'd spill secrets like there was no tomorrow!

I don't think the males of NN would understand this plight, but if you do.....thank you!

Up until the summer of 2009, my hair was always long. I have had my hair cut in a variety of ways for the last 3 years. I do admit it felt kind of kicky with the new styles, but now I am missing my long hair. One man even called me Sassy...lol

My trend is not of high maintenance and it has never been that way. I pretty much live carefree with minimal make up and a curling iron to the shorter hair or when I had long hair, it was brush and go the natural way.

Now I am letting it grow out....and OMG! It's maddening! I had no clue it was like this! I've heard the horror stories but had never been a witness to it. MAN DO I KNOW NOW!! How do you women get thru this? I'm tempted to throw in the towel and just get it cut again. I need an intervention or someone to call in my time of need!..............lol.

Lord help me make it past the collar bone without throwing the curling iron out the window!

Within the legal boundaries of the law, of course.

Last night, for a late dinner..... I had vanilla ice cream, with crumbled snicker bars on top. Was it good? Damn straight it was! Did I enjoy it and stuff myself til it hurts? You bet I did! Was it worth it? I thought so as I was eating it.

But later on? Not so much.......

Just because we are adults and we can do as we please, it doesn't mean that we should. Can you imagine how many times I told my sons as they were growing up that they could not have sugar before a certain time at night? And why did I say that to them? Because it would keep them up and be too wired to sleep.

That is exactly what happened. I was wired and couldn't go to sleep. Still worth it? Yes. Why? Because I have he day off... tee hee*

I won't learn my lesson on that one. Because in the end, I am an adult and can do as I please within the boundaries of the law.

When I lived in Arizona for 2 1/2 years, I made the 6 hour drive to Orange County once a month to see my boys. Although I loved the department that I worked for, I had kept putting in my transfer back to California. When it came thru and I was offered Monterey....I jumped on it!

But guess what? It is still a 6 hour drive........*tee hee* But of course it is still worth the drive. This time the drive is not sand and desert, it is ocean and hills. I would drive to the ends of the earth to see my boys!

BUT NOW!! Mentioned in a previous blog, my oldest son does not have any excuse not to drive out to see me. I'll be making the drive to see them in Orange County next weekend.

Huntington Beach here I come!! Bikini and all!

This feeling has been felt before. You know you are back into the swing of things when you start wondering how, where and when you are going to take your next photos to post on NN.

I know that isn't a bad thing.......is it?

Happy Nudie-Ness