me and the cat that was sitting by my apartment.

I always knew that talking to a cat in public couldn't end well.... and yesterday I proved this point to be true.

So there I was. Walking to the front door of our building from the back ally. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something sitting and I thought it was a bag or something but it was a cat.

I'm not a cat person (but it depends) but this cat was adorable. It looked like it could be funny too. It was light gray with dark gray stripes and bright green eyes. So I stopped and said in the voices that people talk to animals in, "Hi kitty cat. What are you doing?" and the cat just looked back at me like it was interested. So I said, "Where did you come from kitty cat? Just wanting to sit under some shade?"

[ oh my gosh, this story is making me sound insane ]

The cat just kept staring back at me. So I felt like I should keep saying stuff to it. So I said "You are cute lil kitty cat! ..." just as I was going to finish the sentence, it did a very peculiar blink that looked like it was above the conversation we were having and it looked away as if to say "okay, you are boring me. NEXT."

That's when I said, "Oh, i'm sorry cat, am I boring you?" in a really sassy, Jerry Springer type tone. Just then, I noticed some people were standing not too far away from me.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So, yeah. I'm THAT girl now. The girl that was talking to a cat.

2 things.

All above photos by me.

1. Today when I arrived at work, a nice, what appeared to be young, handsome, gentleman was standing next to the door. He was waiting for me to use my magical badge to open the door because he lost his. This is when the small talk began. He asked how things were and I said good. I asked him how stuff was and he said fine. Somewhere in between all this, I 100% stumbled up the stairs. Naturally, I was humiliated. But do you know what made it more humiliating? He didn't acknowledge it. He just kept talking. Which now that I type this out, that was really thoughtful of him, but the fact that he didn't laugh or make fun of me, embarrassed me more. Weird of me, I know.

2. I've been really craving a Jamba Juice all week. Yes, all two days of this week. I also watched/listened to Forrest Gump on my iPod while working today. Talk about multitasking! I was able to listen/watch the movie, work, pretend to work and cry at the sad parts all at the same time. I'm thinking about putting that on my resume....

that one time at target.

Reader, I am very insecure about some things in life. One of those things, is when I am the store buying feminine hygiene stuff. I've been known to put unnecessary items in my basket just to hide the damn things.

After many years of thought, I really believe that they should make some sort of cover to put over them so not everyone has to stare at them when you purchase them. I've tried out some ideas out of my own, but it usually ends up with me looking like I'm stealing. I mean really, It's not that I'm immature or anything... it's just I get embarrassed easy... and once I place them on the conveyor belt at the checkout and watch them glide slowly, so painfully slow, to the store employee, I feel like everyone in the line behind (and the whole world!!!!) knows too much about me. Sometimes I've been tempted to yell "oh my, what is that!!?" and point in the other direction.

Tonight, at Target, lovely lovely Target. My home away from home, I was in that particular aisle. I was wondering how and why there so many different products for the same thing and I was approached by like a 17 year old boy plastered in acne with metal for teeth. Very cliche.

"Are you finding what you are looking for?

"....... yes?"

"My name is Jake, let me know if you need any help."

Please Jake, please. Just leave.

Jake, I applaud you wanting to give me wonderful customer service but really you couldn't have chosen a more UNCOMFORTABLE and awkward time.

Reader, I hope this didn't make you uncomfortable... cause I was a little uncomfortable typing this. Little steps, right?

Also, did anybody watch Even Stevens on Disney? Yeah? Well, remember the pesky little pest named Beans? Well this is him now.... brace yourself....

how come your pants are wet?

I want to myself clear.

1. I love awkward moments.

2. I don't love embarrassing moments.

3. To me, they are not the same.

I kind of get embarrassed easy but am very professional at hiding it til I get home and let it all out usually in the form of a squeel/scream/cry/jump-up-and-down/move my arms around/run in place/hyperventilating stuff kind of like that. I blame it on my shyness as a little girl.

If I think really hard I can remember the first time I was ever embarrassed. It was in Mrs. Marler's 2nd grade class room. I peed my pants at recess because you know, sometimes going to the bathroom isn't as important as playing with your friends on the playground. Well, when we got in from recess, guess who got called up the front of the whole class to solve a math problem on the board? ME! Remember how I peed my pants like 5 minutes before I had to do this? Well I'm sure you can put together the rest of the story while I relive this... I was such a dummy.

To this day here is a list of some of the most embarrassing things that can happen:

1. Sending a wrong text message to the wrong person. This is embarrassing especially when it's about the person you sent it to on accident or a private text.
2. Standing at an automatic sliding door and it doesn't open. This happens all the time. And I'm left just standing really close to a door that is still closed with the glass getting foggy that is by my mouth. This is just as bad as pushing on a PULL door.
3. Going through a whole day and getting home to see you left the tag on your new shirt. Eek! Or when you leave that sticker on your jeans that say what size they are and someone has to politely tap you on your shoulder and tell you. Facepalm.
4. Hitting reply all to an email when you only meant to send reply to the one person.
5. When you can't hear what someone says to you so you just say, "Mmmhmm" only to find out they asked you a question. I'm still trying to figure out a neutral answer than can be said at any time...
6. When you are listening to a guilty pleasure song on your iPod, AHEM, like Backstreet Boys 'Show me the meaning of being lonely' and someone asks what you are listening to...
7. When somebody reads out loud something I've written. I would run away after I signed somebody's yearbook just to avoid the chance of them reading it out loud. I can't really explain this, but I hate when someone reads out loud something I've written. Steve found this out and he will come to my blog and read it out loud. :( That jerk! (jk... sort of).
8.Talking to somebody who has their headphones in, but you can't see them.. so you keep talking.

It's alright if you don't think this stuff is embarrassing, because like I said, I get embarrassed easy.

Anyways, here is what today looked like:

Today I am thankful for:
1. My iPod.
2. Caffeine.
3. Spell check.