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I am a girl named Ryan.
Yes, a girl. Always been one... Will ALWAYS be one. I am also a daughter, sister, wife, mother and graphic designer. I blog here to share the stories of how I can some how manage to be all of those titles & SOMEHOW stay sane. If thats what you call it.
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and about rudeness.
and rudeness
of the week.
fastlane rudeness.
You know when your schedule is so busy you dont even have time to stop and think? And you cant even remember what day it is? But all you know is you have to be somewhere NOW and you have to go to the store NOW and you have to drop off something NOW and you have to GO NOW AND DO NOW AND BE NOW! And OMG! I am in the fastlane, been stuck here for 3 days and I dont think I'm getting out for a couple more days.
and rudeness.
and old rudeness.
and find rudeness.

Why change is NOT always a good thing.
So I was just ranting the other day about the new IE7 rudeness and how much it pissed me off. And then what did I go and do?

I freaking downloaded the new Blogger. WTF was I thinking?

It has only been one frustration after another. Not too much really changed behind the scenes but I have the hardest time logging in. My process takes me through 4 windows... usually I make it through 2 before I get totally frustrated enough to delete my blog and give up on my only escape. Nah... but I am mad. Now I want to go back to the old Blogger. And I cant. Damnit.

See, this is why I never, ever stray from the "norm." It always ends badly. When I go out to eat, whether it be Applebees to McDonalds, I never stray from my usual.

When I do? Yeah, I'll try those new chicken sticks at Burger King instead of my Whopper Jr only lettuce, tomato, onion and mayo. End result: NASTY!

And I am talking EVERYTHING is like that for me.

Try a new kind of glasses, plastic frames instead of wire... hate them. Try a new kind of hairspray, Suave instead of ThermaSilk... I swear that shit smells like mayo. Get a different kind of trashbag cause they were out of my kind... the thing ripped open. all. over. the. kitchen. You see where I am going here?

Dont change anything and everything will be okay.

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Posted by and rudeness at 1:14 PM
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Murphy must be on vacation.
This weekend has turned out to be quite amazing one in the I'm-not-getting-screwed department. Yes folks, miracles DO happen. Usually I am forever complaining about being screwed and how Murphy is always out to get me.

Friday evening the hubbie and I were discussing our options on what to do about the RAM chips that fried in his computer this past month. Kingston said they need the ORIGINAL receipt, that ONE we dont have, or else they couldnt do anything. That's right folks, $200 down the toilet. After throwing a fit, I figured that I would give Best Buy a call. I had them see if they could find our purchase, we did use our handy dandy debit card, to see if we could get a receipt printed. Then something happened, the lady on the other end said the most beautiful thing I have heard in a long long time, "Well ma'am, those have a lifetime warranty. I found the purchase in our computer, just bring them in and we can exchange them out or get you store credit."

Holy crap!! Miracles DO happen!! They really do!!

Then this afternoon I got a return email on my request form about my digital camera dying right in time for the Holidays. So I called back Circuit City and talked to Bill. My Knight in Shining Armor. After discussing for 5 minutes how weird it was that I am girl having a name like Ryan and that's just so cool, we got down to the bottom line. Well, we cant fix your digital camera, it's just old enough that we cant send you out one similar so we are just going to send you out a gift certificate for the amount of the purchase. Say that again?! You mean, you are REFUNDING me my money!?!? HOLY CRAP! AGAIN! ANOTHER MIRACLE! IN THE SAME WEEKEND!

Now I KNOW my refrigerator, washer and TV are all going out next week. I'll be knocking on wood somewhere if you need me.

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Posted by and rudeness at 4:24 PM
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I am so tired of taking. it. up. the. ass.
I have lived my life quietly sitting back and listening. I can get a little loud at times but I have learned to keep my mouth shut when it comes to politics and wondering if a woman is pregnant or not. (Cause let me tell you, if you ask, they're not.)

I dont try and pretend that I am a tech savvy person, I do have a savvy sexy hubbie that knows JUST ABOUT FREAKING EVERYTHING YOU COULD ABOUT A PIECE OF ELECTRONICS AND IF YOU'RE HAVING A PROBLEM, HE ONLY HAS TO LOOK AT IT AND IT'S MAGICALLY FIXED. Ahem.

When I started this blogging thing, I was thrilled to learn something new. Mr. Bubba taught me tons of stuff and has gotten me to the point I can handle things on my own. If I can add/change/delete something from my blog, you would have thought I won the lottery, wootin' and hollerin'!! I DID IT! (Ah, THAT'S where Bubba got it from.)

As I sat down to my computer the other day and tried to play around with my blog I was rudely interrupted with updates! updates! update NOW or your computer will DIIIIE! pop up windows until I accidentally hit Just get it the hell over with.

Well, well, well. Let me tell you. I may not know a ton but WTF is this Internet Explorer CRAP?! Everything is suddenly broken on my blog and this hovering white box is following me everywhere. I cant get rid of it. I think it was even following me around town today. You see it? Kick its assss!

So excuse the mess while I try and figure things out. My quick fix? My husband FINALLY convinced me to download Firefox and I am in love! Cause not only does my blog work... when Bubba comes in here and restarts my computer because that cool light is flashing right behind the button... Firefox remembers what internet windows I had open, and politely asks me if I would like them all opened again. Why thank you.

I get soooo tired of Windows, windows, windows. They think they can just take over and make all the rules? Well, let me tell ya, I'm pissed. I cant make my internet explorer got back to the way it was. But I am surely not going to stand by and just deal with it. I am now a faithful (all of 4 days) Firefox user and I will tell EVERYONE I know that IE just isnt worth it anyways.

Cause I kid you not, 15 minutes after I downloaded the new and crappy IE, my monitor cord broke. Hmmm....

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Posted by and rudeness at 10:31 PM
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The brake on my life is broken.
Since I was born I have lived for the future. Starting, I am sure, with waiting anxious to drink from a bottle, eat solids or potty train. Hell, I did THAT at 17 months.

When I was 12, I couldnt wait to be 13. OH TO BE A TEEN! The responsiblity. Mine. The rules. Gone. I would be a teenager. That's right baby! Teenagers didnt have rules. Teenagers could stay up late. Have "cool" parties. And be invited to them. Oh, to be 13.
When I was 13, I couldnt wait to be 14. A highschooler. Hell yeah. I cant wait. Boys. Boys. Boys. Oh, to be 14.
When I was 14 & 15, I couldnt wait to be 16. Oh, to drive and "sixteen" just sounded mature. 16 was the magic number. I would be my OWN person.
When I was 16, I couldnt wait to be 17. Cause 16 didnt turn out to be as cool. And seventeen year olders were soooo cool. Oh, to be 17.
When I was 17... forget 17, EIGHTEEN! Oh yeah. Move outta here. Get outta freaking stupid high school. Have my own place. YAHHHOOOOOO!! Come ON 18!

Catching the pattern? I have a big problem staying with the moment. There is always something that is "coming up" or that "I cant hardly wait for". 24 was funny though. Amazing when you cant wait to be 25 so you can rent a car without paying ASTRONOMICAL prices!

So even to this day I try so hard to live in the now. Today. This second. But then Murphy comes along, and you know how much we get along. Whenever something goes astray I wish for a better time. A better place in my life were things like "this" or "that" wont happen.

Recently? My husbands computer blew up. Yes, the damn power supply caught. on. fire. This coming months after one of his RAM chips blew. Fried. Gone. Suddenly our entire world spins out of control. Money for that? Money for this? Its never there, and when it is, its never enough.

So as my husband and I rearrange our lives to come up with a $75 bandaid to fix his computer, I wish for the future. Out countdown to a new life. My new life, my future craving is to move out of here. Move to a place were you get paid what you are worth. To live in a place that will allow us to not worry anymore.

Four years ago my husband and I made a 5 year plan. Only one more year left and we will be there. Of course sliding into home is the hardest stretch. I hope I can enjoy the ride and remember to live for now.

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Posted by and rudeness at 9:47 PM
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Someone I can always count on. Damnit.
We all know Murphy's Law... What goes up, must come down.

I am sure everyone experiences the usual "Murphynesses":

If you wash your car, it'll rain the next day.
If you want to mow your lawn, it'll rain before the lawnmower makes it out of the garage.
If you are running late, you'll hit EVERY DAMN RED LIGHT!
If you go shopping, you'll forget "that one thing" you went to the store for in the first place.
If you actually paint your nails, you'll suddenly need your nails for everything.
If you wear white, spaghetti seeks you out.
If you get pulled over, it's the day you left your wallet at home.

In my experience, this "law" can be applied to pretty much every aspect of my life.
Such as:

If anything can go wrong, it will.

Examples
If you have no money, you'll hit a turkey.

Just last week my husband and I were sitting down to do our figure-out-what-we-can-actually-pay-and-still-skate-by-dance and had things under control. I got the checkbook out, wrote out all the checks, even put stamps on the envelopes and set them in a neat little pile to be taken with me the next morning for the post office.

So I got up early and everything and was on my merry little way. It's 6:30am, things are going just fine, sipping away at my cup-o-joe and out of NOWHERE there is something flying towards me. Attempting to fly anyway. I slow down and watched. as. a. turkey. commited. suicide. on. my. windshield.

Can't those bitches fly?!!!

Talk about being so mad the only thing you can do is LAUGH. And call Mandacakes. And not put those bills in the mail.

I would love to live a day without Murphy. Murphy is always there. Always watching. Waiting. And attacking.

Just one day. That's all I ask.

Murphy is beginning to make me think that I am pessimistic. My husband just says that I let the little things bother me. Does everything bother me? Or am I just so use to things going wrong, I have to make sure something does so my world can stay balanced?

Heaven forbid everything went right. Just once.


When my husband and I are finally ready to get a dog for my daughter I will name him Murphy. So when he craps on the floor, I. can. blame. Murphy.

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Posted by and rudeness at 1:15 PM
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