Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Ask Jeeves

so... i've had a metric fuckton of hits lately from someone who's found me from doing and "Ask Jeeves" search.

you've spent the past 10 days reading my blog.
i really hope you're enjoying it. leave a comment would ya?

Friday, June 29, 2007

the visitors

just wanted to wave to those of you who still come here religiously waiting for an update...


Friday, March 30, 2007


E me for The New Christel... Now with more Sarcasm and Cynicism.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

HOLY SHIT, i have a blog?

yeah yeah yeah... i have been the Ultimate Slacker in writing. i suck. i apologize.

BUUUUUUT.. to my defense. i got lots of stuff going on. personally, workly, emotionally, hairly.

yeah. i said "workly" AND i said "hairly". what CHOO gonna do about it?

work is super. no for real. i really dig the people i work with. and i LOVE this time of year. its the beginning of the Holiday Season Drop. and by Drop i mean like a roller coaster... it all leads up to this part of the year. and then WHAM! it's january. and i find myself stunned and amazed at how quickly it all passed by. i try so hard to cling to the leaves changing colors, the crisp fall air, the outdoor festivals, allie saying "pumpkin butter" (which, at this time of year, she will do at least ONCE a phone call), gearing up for thanksgiving and a trip to south carolina, and then....CHRISTELMAS!!!! and then in 3 short months i will find myself weighing 10 pounds more. and trying to figure out where all the magic went. to quote allie yet again, "i love the 'Ber months". i wont lie.

so yeah. work is good.
and the hair. it's good too. don't tell my mom,

but i have bangs.

SHHHHHHHHH... don't squeal so loud, she'll hear you.

i decided that yesterday was the day. i was gonna do it and NOTHING was going to get in my way. i looked for pictures of what kind of bangs i wanted. i settled on Callie* bangs.
printed the picture. asked the boys at work their opinions, (useless by the way, they got all hot about the girl and not the hair.) got the call from my boss that said, "DO IT!" (she'd previously been opposed to the idea, but had a vision of me with the hair and changed her mind), grabbed angela and some hair magazines and off we went.

needless to say that i did NOT get Callie hair, but am thrilled with my Meredith* hair. and, of course, angela's hair is WAY ASS CUTE TOO!

*from Grey's Anatomy

it was time for a change. i got lots of changes happening. why not let some of them have an outward reflection?

and i came to a realization, sitting in traffic the other day. i have been struggling so hard to get BACK to the Christel i was. and it was like trying to fit into the clothes of a child. and the harder i tried, the less it worked. i don't need to get BACK to Christel, i can make my own new one. it was senseless to try to be something i was, when i am liking who i am becoming. i feel it. i feel her growing into something amazing. and everyday she peeks out a little bit more. i think she will be just as, greater than the Christel i was.

so, hand in hand, the Christel that fits into those little clothes and the Christel who is still changing and growing will walk into the Great Unknown. i dont have to keep looking back at her and miss who she was. i can take her with me for the rest of the journey. she knows the secrets. she knows the song. she knows the dance. and she can still teach me a thing or two.

let's go, little one. we got a big bad world to take over.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

La Hot!

i hate to admit this.

and i hate to admit this here....

but i have to. i have to let SOMEONE know. and instead of keeping it inside anymore. i am going let it out.

for all of you to read.

i am slowly developing a crush on Nick Lachey.

Thursday, August 24, 2006

sleep to dream

ever have those dreams where, after you wake up you feel like it was just your body purging itself of everything that happened for weeks?

where everything is jumbled together and upon further reflection you can pick pieces out that are obviously experiences, and other parts that are just filler to get all the thoughts out.

i had a night like that last night (errr... more accurately this morning)

i dreamt about (in no particular order or logic):
  • the italian soccer team
  • quail eggs
  • scuba diving
  • someone stealing my pen
  • me accidentally stealing it back
  • a co-worker owning his own family-based restaurant
  • the very vivid logo for said restaurant
  • being naked at the dinner table
  • Preston Burke from Grey's Anatomy giving me a wad of money before he took me out to dinner.
  • also being at dinner with very hot mexican men
  • finding out later that they were all related (dammit)
  • bringing a piece of furniture to Angela's house that came from the flooded apartment that cause mold to grow up her walls
  • cleaning off the mold with day-old raisin bread and mild detergent
  • feeling guilty about infesting Angela's house with mold
  • wandering through a strange house to find the bathroom
  • pretending to buy jewelry to avoid confrontation
  • meeting and yelling at an ex co-worker's cousin

yeah. whacky.

must have been the shrimp nachos.

Monday, August 07, 2006


i'm noticing a trend in food service. a trend that repulses me. not only because of my germ thing, but because of it's gross violation to Health Codes. i'm sorry if this awareness causes you to be more cognizant of your eating experience, but welcome to MY world.

in food service, when handling foods, employees are usually required to wear gloves. now these gloves are not to protect the employee. these gloves are to protect the person consuming the food. even the Department of Health refers to these gloves as "single-use". (yes, i have researched it, shut up)

it says, "except when washing fruits and vegetables, food employees shall avoid contact of exposed ready-to-eat food with their bare hands by use of suitable utensils such as deli tissue, spatulas, tongs, or SINGLE-USE gloves"

this does not mean wear the SAME gloves all day long.

case in point, i went to wal-mart the other day during my lunch break... i stopped by the deli to grab a lil something to snack on before i went back to work. the lady behind the counter did not put on new gloves. she adjusted her hair net, and proceeded to manually grab my food from the heating pans. when i asked her to use tongs, she just started gingerly picking up my food and putting it in the bag. i asked her to stop and put on new gloves at least. she changed A glove and then continued to fill the bag with the already "contaminated" food. when she realized that one of the items i had ordered wasn't so fresh, she offered to cook some more. at this point, she went back in the back, touching the door handle, opened the freezer, touching that door handle, put the chicken in the fryer, touching those buttons, went and opened a deli case to get out some ham, touching that handle, sliced the ham, wrapped it back up, and then using the same gloved hands, manually grabbed my chicken and put it in a bag.

at this point, me, being me was experiencing 2 emotions. rage and nausea.

i then went to complain about the whole thing to a manager. you never know who is in charge of what there... for all i knew i just tattled to the garden center diva.

and begrudgingly ate my germ infested lunch. i didn't have time to wait to get someone else get me food and didn't want to cause a scene.

cut to today. i took Roo to the vet to get his "walnut-ectomy" and on my way home, i stopped for breakfast tacos. i paid the lady and then i saw her, with one gloved hand using the utensil and her ungloved hand prying my tortillas apart and watched in horror as this woman who had touched money and been touching money all morning, make my breakfast. i wanted to hurl in the drive-thru. those of you who know me know how i feel about handling cash money. and the fact that i actually HAD cash money was shocking. but to feel the germs crawling on my hands after i handed it to her and then to have those same germs come back to me in my food was all that i could stand.

i was so angry and crazy at the time that instead of going back, i drove off. about half-way home i fished out the receipt and called the store. i told the guy what happened and that now i was going to have to throw my food away. i cant wrap my head around eating money food. and that its somehow different that the glove girl at wal-mart IS different to me. the crazy doesn't have rules... it just is.

i will call the Department of Health and "report" both occurrences. and trust me, if i could NOT be this way about food, i would give it away in a heartbeat. but the fact is, i can't. it is out of my control. it's a disorder. if i were able to control it, it would be called something different. like a phase, or that weird germ thing christel has.

so, i ask you, please, if you are IN food service and reading this, BE AWARE of what you touch. the gloves are there to protect me and everyone else from germs. not to protect you from the food.