I like to explore...and I like to build....

So I took a personality test and this is what it had to say about MOI'! For the most part I really agree with it...I bolded things that really stood out to me about me...

Your major personality type = Explorer
Your minor personality type = Builder

You are an EXPLORER/builder

You have a great deal of vitality. You are curious, imaginative and resilient. And you find pleasure in doing and thinking about all sorts of things and ideas, often at the same time. You tend to be optimistic, seeing the world as a place of adventure. You seek first-hand experiences. And when you embark on a project or expedition, you like to be organized, thorough and responsible.

You are firmly grounded in reality and live in the here and now. You stand up for your beliefs. And you have a sympathetic and spiritual side that adds warmth and depth to your being. In spite of your search for novelty, you have a genuine respect for home, family, work and community. You are conscientious and dependable. Yet you occasionally surprise those whom you love with generous presents.

You generally enjoy life. You have a keen sense of humor. And because you are broad-minded, flexible and playful, you can be a wonderful friend.

I almost could have bolded this entire summation. I just found this really interesting. I haven't taken a personality test in a while, not since way back when I was looking for an adult job and floudering something big time. I don't know if that test helped me at all to find a job, but if I remember correct it did help me weed out careers I KNEW I wouldn't be very good in. This doesn't fit my career personality though, but I suppose all those tests have some connections, in the meantime I'll explore and build....something.

Brown...out!

Things that make me smile..(photoblog of sorts)

Coming home everyday to 2222H! Even when I'm driving down my street in the whip I get all relaxed because I know that when I walk in the door Rocky will greet me and make me feel like I'm the most special person in the world and I've been sorely missed!Opening the fridge to see one of these makes me smile too..



Even though I'm not in Houston, I see/talk to my neices and nephews often and they spend time out here in the Big Raggedy with me on some weekends and holidays. Thinking of them always make me smile! Even when they're terrorizing me, my house and my dog they still make me smile. I love them little rug rats!

I have a great group of friends! Sometimes they know just what to say to make me want to choke them and sometimes they know just what to say that makes me keep them around a little while longer :) I love my friends. I don't always like my friends or get to be around them a lot because some of my closer ones don't live here, but I do love them.

I'm sure I could go on and on and post pic after pic of me and some of my friends. Another thing that makes me smile is ME!!

I know that I'm a constant work in progress and I know that I tend to be my own worst enemy and can have moments of hotmessness but I also have some moments of fabulousness!! I'm loyal to my friends and family and I love big! When I think about where I was and all the things I used to get into I smile. When I think about the heartache that I've gone through I can now smile. When I think about my future, I really smile. I'm my biggest cheerleader and if no one ever gives me a pat on the back or a thatta girl word of encouragement I'll still be able to keep my eyes on the prize and press on toward the mark. I smile when I think about the randomness of my brain and actions sometimes. I truly am a T-shirt and pearls girl. I smile at my personality. I'm not sure what my true purpose is in this lifetime but I do know that I have one and just living my life is purpose enough! I really had a really great week, I won't get into all of the logistics of why it was great for me but sometimes when I'm on, I'm really on and I try not to get caught up in the lows and highs of my life because sometimes it gets that way but I try and ride the wave of the situations and outcomes as they come.

This wouldn't be a true Angie blog without this gem that makes me smile and cry and curse and laugh and lose my ever living mind and have heart attacks

Everyone knows my passion for my alma mater. I <3>

Ismile thinking about the 'stick up kid'

I smile thinking about my friends kids. It's funny that some of my wildest friends have kids! Like they're responsible for someone else' life. They're all great parents too, but thinking about where they were and where they are now, makes me smile.

I smile thinking that my mom calls me every single day. No lie. She doesn't want anything 89.4% of the time and 5.3% of the time she wants me to do something related to enrolling her or checking her grade in school and the last 5.3% of the time she is asking me to travel somewhere with her or book her a trip somewhere. My mother is a trip!

I smile that as much as I love gadgets I have an obsession with post it notes. Ironic eh?

Speaking of gadgets...I'm smiling about the new Samsung Instinct.

I'm smiling thinking about my graduation/birthday/Christmas present to myself!!! (only 6hrs left!! Come on December!!)

and on that note...What makes YOU smile?

Brown...out!

A slick armed robbery...

As I was drifting off into a mentally draining induced peaceful nights rest this was running through my head keeping me from getting into my good drool REM sleep mode. I don't know why or where it came from but it was keeping me up so I rolled over and put the thoughts out my head an into my phone. I wasn't about to get out of bed and turn the computer back on...

How can you put a value on the feel of our kiss?

What kind of price would you give such sanguine bliss?

Stolen glances across filled rooms

The aroma of you forever looms

Like a thief in the night

You stole pieces of my life

Unarmed robberies going unnoticed til it was much to late

Pricelessness of unplanned events had sealed our fate.

(c) 2008 ME

I don't know why I'm dreaming of poetry about being robbed, hell I don't know why I'm dreaming poetry PERIOD. I wonder if my subconsience is trying to tell me something about somebody or something or maybe I just had a lot going on yesterday and this is just another "thought" that has been trapped in my head and was it's way of freeing itself. Whatever the case is, I'm glad it wasn't an armed robbery :-)

Brown..out!

When I grow up...I wanna be a hero..

but for now I'll just settle for a virtual hero...

I got a new game for the Wii and I been playing it like a crackhead. The music nerd in me is in heaven, I think that's what has me so "addicted" to this game. I have an acoustic guitar that I could pick up at anytime and make "real" music but I've chosen to go the Wii route and be a virtual guitar "hero" instead. I'm actually getting pretty good. I tried a few of the songs on "medium" and it's a lot harder than you think it would be or at least it was alot harder than I thought it would be for ME. I mean, after all I have some guitar coordination that should count in my favor right?Well, so far that coordination has helped me a little bit, but it's only because I've been rocking out to the "easy" version of the songs with a few tries at some of them at the "medium" skill level. I think if I stick with medium it will either piss me off that I'm not getting good fast enough and I stop, or I'll get good enough fast and still stop because I've lost interest..but for now..I'll play some Poison

some Social Distortion, some Foghat (<------never heard of them before this game) and keep my "youth" in tact and dream about being a hero..Guitar one that is!

Rock on!!! looool...

Brown..out!

Did that answer really come out of my mouth???

My answer to this question that is.. This was posted on a blog I frequent "So now that I am starting my day off on a positive note, tell me one random thing you are thankful for?"

ME: "I’m thankful that I’m single, even though there are moments I absolutely HATE being single but I know I couldn’t do 1/2 the things I’m doing now if I had a serious relationship or kids right now."

I just went back to that blog to see if anything new had been posted because I'm killing time at work at the moment and saw my response and it made me think...I really believe that answer to be true but I just can't believe I put it out there and out of my head! Seeing it makes it more real to me...anyway...that was this morning and this afternoon this happened...

I had this conversation with someone that I basically shut out of my life for a while because I was just tired of them and the drama....I haven't talked to this person for months..I shouldn't have answered the IM **meanface** and kept ignoring them like I've been doing, but they actually made me think...

THEM: i have a question for you.... i hope you feel comfortable enough to share it with me....
Angie: you always have a question for me
THEM: i do... because you are so secluded....
THEM: you are an island....
Angie: whatever

I answered their question not with a response they were wanting I'm sure but the whole me being secluded and an island made me think. I hate to think (about me)...Am I secluded? Do I not let people in? Really an island? As in this??





















look how lonely it looks all around that water... lol

is·land ..

–noun
1. a tract of land completely surrounded by water, and not large enough to be called a continent.
2. something resembling an island, esp. in being isolated or having little or no direct communication with others.
7. an isolated hill.
–verb (used with object)
10. to make into an island.
12. to place on an island; isolate.

I'm really sitting here thinking whether or not I create island-like relationships. I'm almost 100% sure that I do. Mostly because I don't want everyone I associate with all in my business and sometimes I just don't like people. I'm a great people person in general, can work a room/crowd, meet folks, etc etc but when it comes to friendships/relationships, I guess it just takes me a while to open up to the real me, but who isn't like that? I know that's not unique to me...but then I think about how I am with my bestfriends and I have been guilty of creating island like moments with them. I know I don't have to be cast away to realize the things that I do but I disagree that I'm an island. I have island like tendencies sometimes but definitely NOT an island...

Wonder if those 2 things are coincidental...at any rate.

**back on ignore this person goes**

Brown...out!

Weekend wrap up with a lil lagniappe..

Since I'm not focused on working I may has well blog. I had a pretty good 4th weekend. Some of my family was in town which saved me from driving to Houston, although I don't think I was really going to go 'home.' I was ready to lay low and chill, but my mom and all the kids came down. We spent Friday in Natchez visiting with my grandma, cousins, aunts and uncles. It was so funny watching my nieces and nephews play in the 'country' they were playing in the dirt like they've never played in dirt before. I think they really enjoyed just being around the cousins their age and just playing. Even lil Stan man was getting in on the action. For him to be 19 months that lil boy tries his best to keep up with the older kids and for the most part he holds his own with them. I think that is thee cutest thing! They spent a few days in Natchez then came to my house and terrorized me and Rocky. I can't tell you the last time my house has been THAT loud. I'm just not used to that much activity going around in every room of the house, and repeatedly hearing "Aunie can I" or "Aunie so and so did this or that"..I love, love, love, love all 4 of them but I'm glad they're gone home! I don't know if kids are in my future or not but man, each time I spend long periods of time with my nieces and nephews I'm more thankful that I don't have any right now. They are truly a handful.

Work is work..I've become visible apparently and have been putting out fires left and right and creating some in the process. I guess the timing of my visibility is "perfect" because I was seriously considering exploring my options. I like being hands on and up in the mix of things and for the longest I've been on the sidelines with the occassional visit to the hospitals. I WANT IN THE GAME! I was never good at being a 6th man or a non-starter. Now I'll cheer when I'm not in the game, but I KNOW that at some point i'll be back on the court/field and having an impact on the outcome of the game. I'm such a sports nerd w/that analogy..anyway..I like being in the mix and seeing that my work is making a difference. I like flexing my brain power from time to time and the last few weeks I've been able to do that. For someone like me that makes a difference in whether or not I'm 'satisifed' with my job. I can make all the money in the world but if I'm bored, I'll take a paycut if need be to find something that is stimulating. My mom hates to hear me say that, but sometimes it's really not about the money.

I wore my glasses yesterday. I NEVER or should I say RARELY wear my glasses. More specifically I wore them out in public **gasp** Yep, me, glasses and braces!!! My mom even said something about not seeing me in glasses in a long time. I don't know why I don't wear them much, they're a nice frame and I think I look cute in them. A bit nerdy with the braces, but cute nonetheless.

Anyway, I'm through rambling, this kinda helped my lack of focus but not really. I'm trying to wrap my brain around the issue of how it's possible to miss something that wasn't "really" mine in the first place..but that's for another blog (maybe)

How was your 4th?

Brown...out!

Miss Independent...

I totally had an "I need a man" moment today. After a long day of being a firefighter at work and dealing with issues that I hope to get resolved at some point I came home and decided that I needed to mow the backyard. I had already mowed the front lawn earlier this week, after all that's the part that 'everybody' can see and I was too tired to do the back as well that same day. Last month I got a new lawn mower but had yet to put it to use, that was until today and let me tell you it was quite an experience. I was pretty excited about this new purchase because it had a BAG attached to it, yep, that was the selling point for me oh, and it's pretty. All green and yellow, like John Deere mowers, I'm digressing. I had yet to use this new mower because the old mower still had gas in it and I figured I would use that mower until the gas was gone and then start using the new one, well that day was today...Well, I was ready to put this new mower to use and needed to attach the bag to the machine so what do I do? Naturally I do what I always do, look for a picture of what it's supposed to look like and try and figure it out from there I must have looked pretty perplexed sitting on the floor of my garage, manual in hand because my neighbor came into my yard and basically took over for me. I had been sitting there a good 20 minutes flipping pages, looking at the pieces, flipping pages and looking at the pieces again...

Him: "So what do you have here"

Me: holding up random lawn mower parts "getting ready to mow the backyard"

Him: takes random parts from my hands and in less than 30 seconds have EVERYTHING where it's supposed to be

Me: "I was close"

At least I knew where the gas and oil contents needed to go.. So mower is all set to go and I pull the string. Nothing. I reach down and pull again. Nothing. Damn, now what! There was a 'random' part that I thought was extra not attached so I fool around with that part and of course its the part that is used to start the mower. Bam, attach that part and push the mower and realize its WAAAAAY to low (as it cuts down to the root of the grass ), all the while I'm thinking, this is so man work! I make the height adjustments and go on my merry way. I didn't even bring out the weedeater, by the end I was too tired to even do that.

I consider myself fairly 'handy' for the most part and didn't think I would have a problem attaching the grass bag to the mower because it looked pretty simple, but I was very thankful to have the neighbor man rescue this damsel in distress. My normal 'man help friend' is currently serving in Afghanistan and is out of commission for at least 13 more months. **sigh** what is a girl to do! I'm not usually one to admit defeat but man, I was really glad that he saw how helpless I was on my garage floor fooling around with that lawn mower. I almost called my dad to see if he could talk me through it but I could hear that conversation.."so I have this thingy that is supposed to go somewhere" and him saying, just leave it alone and I'll be in town >insert date here< I don't think I'll have anymore 'manly' things that I'll need done around the house for a while..don't know if my 'ego' is bruised because I couldn't figure it out or I just don't like the feeling of the damsel in distress either way, my backyard (ie Rocky's playland) is less jungle like and more homeowners association friendly..

Brown..out