Opening the wrong doors...

You know, I'm new to this property here in Baltimore. It is great too. I am learning new things about every other second that I am here...This is a VERY unique property. I am so loving it!

The other day I so had to use the bathroom. I was on a mission. I walked out of the office, walked down the hallway, opened the door thinking I would just shoot across the hallway to the restroom. OMG! I soooooooo opened a supply closet, took one step in, and immediately laughed out loud, and said, "well, haha, that's not which way I needed to go..." I walked out and found my way...

Weird. Why can't we take that same attitude about life? Think about it...we make all these plans and aspirations, have goals, etc. thinking that we are on our way for sure...Then...out of nowhere, we "open the wrong door." We made an absolute honest mistake, dispite all our plans. I was for sure that the door would open up to the main lobby and across the hallway I would find the restroom. NO! Why can't we just laugh about it, say "oops" and keep moving...open the next door...and find our way to where we were REALLY wanting to be?

I wish that I had that in me to just look at some mistakes in my life as easily as I do when I make a mistake and open the wrong door. I wish I could just turn and go the other way when something doesn't work. I wish it was that easy just to get over mistakes we make...

Wishful thinking???

I should have kept the driver...

OMG! I soooooooooo should have kept the driver!

Last night, I got directions from the desk clerks on how to get to this mall that has a theater inside. They informed me though, make sure I go to the "back" of the mall, otherwise, I will never find the theater. The way they made it sound, there would be an entrance to JUST the theater part. NO. WRONG. I drove around and around. All there seemed to be were very large department stores with entrances and then some random entrances (that all looked the same). Well, after driving around this mall for like 15 minutes, I finally decided to just park and go in. Obviously I was misguided. So, I went in, had plenty of time before the movie, grabbed some food...I had so much time, I just started shopping...I had a blast. I think people think I am from another country with my accent...LMAO! Honestly...You know, like when you hear some very different accent, and they are from other countries, obviously, you ask..."where are you from?" Well, I get asked that alot here. LMAO! People go out of their way to come over to me, and say, "Where are you from..." LMAO! "I first ask why?" Then they reply with, "I hear that southern accent, I love it..." LMAO! Tooooooo FUNNY!

Anyway, on with the story...I should have kept the driver. After the movie, I walked out and tried to find the exit I needed to take. OMG. I so didn't pay enough attention to where I walked in at. Not good. Soon, I was walking around, not able to breathe. Mascara streaming down my face, mixed with tears. I had lost my car! OMG. I finally waived this one security guy down...He came over. His only advice to me..."breathe, lady..." I guess with my hysterical reaction, my accent, and being soooooooooo cold, he couldn't understand a word I was saying. LOL! Too funny! He said, "lady...where are you from, anyway..." Then he proceeded to me with, "you have to calm down..." I was frantic. I was saying, "omg...my car is missing...I think I am gonna DYYYYE!" He asked if I had some sort of condition that would cause me to die. I immediately burst into laughter. He then got on the radio and asked his supervisor if he could take me around to find my car...

Well, finally as we are driving around, I see the Wal-Green's across the highway that was near where I first turned in. I started jumping around the truck and I think this dude thought I was psycho or something...LOL!

He got me to my car...All is good now...

The Starbuck's Adventure in Baltimore...

You know...I have the most crazy stories about me and Starbuck's. WHAT is the deal...Well, when I got here, I decided to just hire a driver. Cab drivers are too scary...I was too nervous about the weather taking a turn for the worse, so, I did the only "princess" thing I could do...Hire a driver.

Well, this guy was nice enough, I guess...LOL...His English sucked though. First off, I'm FREEZING here in Baltimore. I mean, give me a break. I am always cold. This is coming from someone who is freezing at a mild 60 degrees...LOL! Anyway, ol boy was like having the window down the whole way to Starbuck's. He asked where I wanted to go, I said, the Starbuck's by Marshall's. Well, I don't think he realized where it was I was going until we were almost there and he asked, "Why you wanna go here, Miss Carla?" LMAO! I can't speak Spanish! I said, "Coffee?" He said, "Oh, ya, Starbuck's..." WELL, YEAH!

OMG! Needless to say, other than being picked up at the door, and being dropped off at the door, and feeling like a princess, this experience was the worst driver experience--EVER...I have had alot of drivers in my years travelling for work. I have had better cab drivers for heaven sakes!!! I think I will just take my chances from here on and drive myself!

He's fired.

It just hit me...

Several things just hit me...First of all, WAY too many things happen to me in the Barnes and Noble parking lot! LOL...Second of all, I'm not 18 anymore.

Let me explain. The other day, I was walking out of Barnes and Noble, because I just HAD to stop off for my coffee...Well, I was minding my own busienss, as always, when I see this "pack" of teenagers walking across the parking lot...I guess I was going to keep walking until one of them said, "good morning." I turned around to say good morning and I guess b/c I didn't say it cool enough or something was just not right about the way I said it, this kid was making this face back at me and holding his arms while jumping around and such. I just died. I laughed at that kid so hard. Too damn funny. I just stood there with coffee in one hand and my other hand on my knee while bending over in laughter. Then as I was driving, I realized. This was funny to me for one reason. That is just what I would do as a teen. I would laugh at people and joke them for no reason, really...Just to make myself and my friends laugh.

Now I realize I am getting older on a very different note, as well...This has to do with employees. Yesterday, it really torked me that this one employee was being obnoxiously loud in the back office. I do a good deal of my work back there. My office IS grand central for the most part. For whatever reason she was talking over my head while I was on the phone with a client...A few minutes later, I was on the phone with another client, and there she was again, over me, talking louder than anyone should considering the conversation she was trying to have. Then, all of a sudden she begins slamming the copy maker and various other things around. WHAT IN THE HELL? I was telling a friend about this, and she was like, get your ass out there and call her on it...I agreed...I mean, I could have ignored it and found myself six months from now flipping out about this or I could nix it now. I chose the latter. I just simply requested that she be mindful of the fact that I am on the phone alot, I do have e-mails I need to write, read, etc. She simply said "sorry"...Yeah, but, her maturity level is one I had at about age 18. If someone called me on anything, I would pout. Not good. What in the hell is wrong with people? Can they NOT take constructive criticism? Can they not realize that they might not have been respectful of someone else without huffing up like a bullfrog (that's what she looked like--LMAO!)

Anyway, just a couple of realizations...

Enough...

You know, there is a point in most situations where we say "enough"...

We say enough from time to time in sadness, depression, anger, frustration, even occassionally have to put the brakes on too much laughter, as sometimes it's just not appropriate anymore.

This particular time I'm saying enough to the part of my life where Robb is concerned. After arguing with him last night, I realized, I am, around him someone that nobody knows--not even me. This is the Carla that he knows. This is the Carla I have exposed here on my blog recently. He spoke a while back on either his blog or in the comments section of someone's blog, maybe even mine, that, as people, we bring out certain aspects of our personality around certain people, both good AND bad...This is true. I have never felt the way I do as when I'm dealing with him. I honestly feel the need to push his buttons, and am convinced he tries to push mine. I am sure that is something that will be denied til the last breath is taken...Oh well, does not matter...this is just my opinion...I'm entitled to that. I can't believe all that I have enmeshed myself with the last couple of months...Just a roller coaster. I know that I have been accused of things by him that I have NEVER been accused of in my life by others, friends, family, ex boyfriends, etc.

Life is way too friable. I think about things people are going thru. I am simply astonished at the things I have occupied my time with, talking about my emotions...I most certainly don't have it as bad as others. Now, I do kind of think it's a right of passage for a single person of this day and age to place a certain amount of drama in our lives. Haha...

But, back to the point at hand. I really do NOT like who I am around and dealing with Robb. I don't like what I become. Sometimes I think I would like to be friends with him, but, we are just two different people, from two different worlds. Too bad we didn't see this from the beginning. It would have saved a lot of trouble. Nothing to "fix." There is no way to "fix" who we are. For either of us to change means to change who we are as people.

Who knows. This whole thing has just enervated me to an extent I don't even like to think about. I know all of you are TIRED of it, as well.

I would like to say a BIG thank you to Robb...Thanks for giving me the directive last night. I don't know if I would have taken that myself, especially not now...But thinking about it, it is certainly a means to an end. An end to all my frustration.

When all is said and done, I'm not sure what I will recognize as something I have learned from this so-called relationship I had with Robb, from beginning to end, but, thanks for the experience...

NOW...Back to my old self, the one most of you love and who loves most of you AND on to the next great adventure, whateever that may be...

When Heidi is tired and Carla bumps her head...

So, this weekend totally rocked!

I must say, Tabitha and Heidi helped me have ANOTHER wonderful weekend...We were supposed to go to Charleston with Shelley, but, due to a sickness, we didn't want to leave her behind, so, we decided to chill here in Fayetteville and we ended up focusing on "retail therapy"...LMAO!!!

Friday night was just dancing with Tabitha--Heidi got sick too!!! Awww...Thank goodness she felt better on Saturday...You know, despite being so busy, this weekend seemed like a long one, for some reason...Weird. Went to a movie, shopped WAY too much, then went out...Carrabba's, Cadillac Ranch, Wheeler's, Spirits, Matsuri...WOW...whirlwind of a night...Too many laughs, too many inside jokes...lmao! Then all of a sudden, Heidi is tired, Carla bumped her head on the booth at Matsuri, it's time to go home!

Out of all the fun, nothing extraordinary happened...Just a TON of fun...Can't wait til next time, ladies...Hopefully everyone will be well...

Just a moment of remembrance: Omega Morgan. God rest your soul.

Quite amusing...

It has come to my conclusion, that people seem to think by a couple of postings here on my blog that I am now an "official man basher"...Yes, I know there are decent guys in the world. I'm not stupid...I know a few of them. I never said Robb is the worst guy in the world, however he has pissed me off on occassion, but, I piss him off too...

I have no problems with people posting on my blog and expressing their feelings about me, their issues with my blog, etc. That's what it's here for, right?

Now, I go in spurts. I may write about things I come across in life that strike me as odd, sometimes things that strike me as quite funny, that touch me in some way, or things that piss me off. Remember Moms in Minivans? The one about Cops? Those that went on about how happy I was about Robb? The breakfast issues? My good times with my girls? My kids? I think you get the point, it's not all about my issues with men...Now men piss me off from time to time. They make me happy sometimes too! It just hasn't happened lately. A couple of my recent dates I wrote about had nothing good or bad to say, yes, some of them, the guys were just horrid and needed something written, and a few were great. Just is funny, how certain topics seem to really provoke peoples' anger or frustration...wonder why...could it be projection? Could it be they are in denial about certain issues? I have no idea. Let me make this perfectly clear. I am NOT someone who lives to bash men. I had a couple of thoughts in my head, I got them down.

Thank you so much,everyone, for your comments. I truly mean that. Some of your thoughts have brought up some valid points. I appreciate it. Again, they are not necessarily right or wrong, your thoughts--Just as my thoughts, here on my blog, are neither right or wrong, my opinions.

Love most of you!

Nice guy...

Nice guy...Just not attracted...We totally got into some heated arguments...not in a bad way, more of a debate kind of thing. Which was kind of fun. I liked that alot. Aside from that, it is not gonna happen.

This dude will make some chic very happy one day. Just not me.

I really don't have anything else to say...I think that alone says enough. When am I ever lost for words? LMAO!

By the way...You ladies are WONDERFUL!!! You know, "only marines", Betsy, Heidi and Nae Nae, Robb...LMAO!!!!

El

Finally. It happened. I went out with "El".

Yeah, I have been talking to him for QUITE some time now...I was a little nervous about going out with him (shhh, Shelley, don't you say a word!)

I have been giving him such a hard time. He says I have an attitude the size of Texas, but, he likes it for some odd reason. He thinks I am difficult...Do you think that too? Hmm...I don't see myself as difficult...well, maybe occassionally.

We went to dinner, I made him choose the place. We sat and talked for a couple of hours.

I like him. I really like him. He's taller than me when I wear heels. That's definately a plus.

Now, well, until this afternoon, I was going to write nothing but good things about him...then...yeah, it happened...

Let me first say...I would like to meet, just once, a man that doesn't require me to turn into his mother, or his secretary, or a real-life palm within two weeks!!!Seriously, I don't have kids, and I don't get paid to remind people, especially men, of where they need to be, when they need to be there, and who they need to be there with! GRRRRRRR...this angers me...The last couple of guys I have seriously thought about, well, they have turned into people who forget alot. My thing is, don't say it unless ya mean it. Realize this: Palm pilots work well, the schedule fucntion on cell phones work, calendars work, and oh, yeah, Office Depot has a wide selection of Day Runners...all kinds of sizes, colors, materials--leather, cloth, you name it, most any kind to suit your needs, dating, business, birthdays, you name it...

Well, El said something to me about getting together later this week. Well, he had mentioned a while back he would like to go to church with me sometime. I am down with that. Well, I asked him if he could meet me on Wed for church...he said sure...Fastforward to today. He asks me if I know this particular restuarant. I said "sure, I go there often..." I asked why and he replied, "I am meeting a buddy there tomorrow at 4:30" WHAT????? How could this be? We JUST made plans last night...

As I was telling Heidi this story, she said, "Maybe he forgot?" Nope. I am unwilling to make that excuse for him. I certainly can't muster up any mercy for men and silly their excuses lately. Why should I? I can't think of any good reason to...

Here is what I am expecting out of people: DO WHAT YOU SAY YOU ARE GOING TO DO!!!

Liz was right...

Liz was completely right on when she said men lie about their height. LMAO! She always has warned me..."no matter how tall a man says he is, subtract 2 inches, that's how tall he really is..." I guess I just need to always consider the fact that I always wear 3 inch heels...LOL!

Well, I went out with this other guy tonight, J.W. He is VERY nice...VERY cute, just a little shorter than I expected. He really did remind me alot of Andy, physically. Andy was such a little punk. LOL! He was probably the most handsome guy ever, just a little punk...

Anyway, the beer was good, the wings were good, the football was MAGNIFICANT!! There really isn't anything good OR bad to say about this guy though. I don't think I'll see him again though. Cool guy, just no chemistry other than just talking each other's heads off...haha...

"Next."

Strange date...

Goodness gracious! WHAT a date I had on Saturday night...LOL! First of all...I'm not all too keen on going out with someone SO much younger than I am, but, this guy seemed fairly mature for his age-24. I will know better next time, not to take the chance...LOL!

I have been trying to come up with some fictional name for this dude and nothing seems to fit. I totally believe though, this guy has totally bought into his fantasy world and has made it his reality...

Well, ol boy, is really cute, has a GREAT truck, and almost as cute of an accent as "Mr. Alabama" coming from LA. Well, anyway...that's where his cuteness ends. By the end of the date, I was sickened.

This fool is telling me at age 24 he has done some pretty radical things in the military. I would have believed his stories had he been oh, 42! But, not 24. No way. I don't know so much about military stuff, but, dude did not even go in until he was like probably 20. NO WAY in this world has he done all the stuff he says he has done.

Oh, and this is the funniest part--You know how I always ask, "did you bump your head or something??" LOL...well, he was telling me again, last night how he has short-term memory problems...I asked why...He said he had bumped his head too many times. LOL! How funny!!! I think so, anyway. I mean, come on. Do you honestly think that the military would trust him with as much stuff as he claims they do with a diagnosed short-term memory problem? I would venture to say "not". Whatever. I was so ready for him to go...

"NEXT!!"

An eternal single??

Too much fun. That's really all I have to say about this past Friday night. We must go again, ladies...I had an absolute blast with Tabitha and Heidi...

I must say, hats off to these ladies...they had just as much fun as I had, minus the alcohol. That rocks! I'm not saying they are goodies or anything like that, just that I wish I could.

Despite all my dating lately, I seem to be in a funk lately, I can't get out of it either. Things that mildy set me off, send me into orbit, as well as, those things that I have always been sensitive about...

I was talking to Heidi about being single. Sometimes it's not bad...When I am in a good mood about it, I seem to think I would like to be an "eternal single"...This is a term that I just rolled out there on Friday night. Just add it to the language of "Carla"...LMAO!

Friday night had so much stuff to write about...I can't think of all of them...I knew I should have come home and written about it immediatley...Darn-it!