Life of Anne

Unemployed Confusion

2009-11-12T20:04:00.000-08:00

Well, I've been unemployed for quite some time now. This is my first time unemployed since I was 9. I had a paper route. It's strange how many places your mind can take you when you don't have a job. Should I scrap all of the things I've been working for for the past 15 years, should I go back to school, what should I do now? This past year has been insane. I've had many, many highs and am now living in a cloud of confusion. I'm actually excited to see what I turn out to be. Until then, I'll continue to spend time with my dog. She make me laugh when she does things like this at the dog park.

It may not happen

2009-08-06T21:41:00.000-07:00

Last October, when I started this blog, I predicted 6 things would happen in a year's time. Five of the 6 things have already come true, along with some unexpected other wonderful things peppered in. I'm writing because October is right around the corner, and I'm afraid #6 may not happen by the predicted time. Let's all keep our fingers crossed, because it'll be the biggest one ever!

My dog is a drunk

2009-06-25T22:08:00.000-07:00

You guys, I took Pickle the dog to a Mexican restaurant and this is what she did to a Watermelon Margie... Who thinks I should stage an intervention?

#5, just one more to go...

2009-06-10T14:16:00.001-07:00

Number five on my list of 6 amazing things that are going to happen this year is coming tomorrow, in the form of a dog. I have wanted my own dog for as long as I can remember, but a lot of apartments in LA either don't accept dogs, or charge a huge fee to have a dog in your place. Now that Adam and I own our own place, our first priority was to get a dog. We went to a rescue group to meet a number of dogs this morning. I sat down to play with them, and one came running up to me and plopped herself in my lap. She chose me, and I chose her back. She's a 5 month old terrier mix and her name is Pickle. The rescue group is dropping her off at my place tomorrow, and I couldn't be happier. As Adam and I drove away from the rescue place, I started to cry, because my dream of owning my own dog has been years in the making.

#4 and #4 1/2

2009-05-28T11:59:00.000-07:00

I ran my first marathon on Monday. It was painful, but I finished. Even though it's not one of my 6 things I predicted would happen this year, it's a huge deal to me, so I think it deserves a spot at "4 1/2."

Number 4 has happened. I am officially a homeowner. It's an amazing condo in the Valley, and it's huge and wonderful. I never thought I'd be here at this point in my life. Being a homeowner will make #5 quite easy. What's #5? Stay tuned!

What I learned when I was 5

2009-05-13T14:39:00.000-07:00

When I was 5 years old, my older brothers, once again, tried to get me into trouble. My dad came home from work every night at the exact same time, 5:30pm. On this particular night, my brothers told me to tell my dad “fuck you” when he came home.

“What does that mean?”

“It means you love him.”

Armed with this new-found word, I excitedly waited for my dad to come home. When he opened the door at 5:30 pm, I happily yelled “FUCK YOU!” He grabbed me, raced me upstairs, and put soap in my mouth. I cried hysterically, told him what happened, and he grounded my brothers for a week.

Lessons learned? 1. “Fuck you” doesn’t mean “I love you.” 2. Never trust my brothers.

Just had to tell you...

2009-04-02T11:55:00.000-07:00

Uh. Muh. Guhd. You guys have got to hear about this. This isn't about my life, so I've been debating whether I should write about it or not. It's been making me smile from big ear to small ear all morning. (For those of you who don't know me, I have one regular sized ear, and one small one.)

My waiter-friend punched an unruly customer in the face. Apparently, the man was talking down to him, stiffed him on the tip, and continued to crush his soul as he walked out the door of the restaurant. My waiter-friend followed him outside and punched the a-hole customer in the face.

Normally, I don't condone violence. But if you've ever been a waiter, chances are, you've been treated horribly by a number of customers. I've been yelled at, snapped at, whistled at (summoning me, like I'm a dog), my arm grabbed as I've walked by, and have had my character questioned and stepped on by many people over the years. My waiter-friend deserves a medal. Cheers to you, waiter-friend!

Fancy

2009-03-30T17:55:00.000-07:00

I used to work in a very fancy restaurant that was oftentimes rented out to fancy people for fancy parties. The other servers and I, while we passed out drinks and appetizers, realized that no one ever listened to what we said when we presented said drinks and apps. So, we started to change what we said to the fancy customers. Instead of “Pinot Grigio”, it was “Penis Grigio.” And instead of offering these meatballs that had a fancy name, I just walked around and said, “Balls? Balls? Balls?”, while I carried the tray of food. We changed other names, but I can’t remember them. I was drunk off of Penis Grigio for most of those fancy parties. Out of the thousands of people we served for those fancy parties, only ONE man noticed that I kept offering him balls. He smiled and winked at me. I want to find him and kiss him on his forehead. He is the only fancy person who heard what I said in the 2 fancy years I worked at that fancy restaurant.

#3, it all happened so fast.

2009-03-17T11:50:00.001-07:00

I finally got my game show money last night. It was in the mail, like it was nothing special. Just an envelope hangin’ out with all the other envelopes. No one was home, so I took about 10 pics of it, and then about 5 pics of me and the check. Then I called my mom. She freaked out and wanted to know if I called the bank to let them know it was coming. “Ma, this isn’t like olden days where I have a personal relationship with my teller.” I call my mom "ma" when she frustrates me. I was sad that I was alone, I wanted to make a speech or something, and thank all of the people in my life who’ve helped me thus far in achieving my…um…game show dreams??? On the way to the ATM, I sang the theme song from “Me and My Girl”, but changed the words to, “Me and My Check.” Then I went home, did my laundry, and went to bed.

“And we’ll have love, laughter, be happy ever after. Me (tap solo) and my check.” (applause, curtain.)

The new job

2009-02-18T14:14:00.000-08:00

One of my favorite parts of life is figuring out how to weasel out of my responsibilities. When I was in school, I showed up to a maximum of 4 out of the 5 days I was supposed to be there. I’d ditch, and I’d drive up to Los Angeles, and try and get into tapings of TV shows. Or, I’d go to Disneyland. When I was younger and didn’t have a car, you’d find me first purchasing a foot long Grinder at Mario’s Deli, and then playing “Paperboy” for hours at the local liquor store. As an adult, quite often, I would get a shift at my job covered, so I’d have a day off. On that day off, I’d either watch TV all day, go for a jog, meet a friend for margaritas at noon, or find myself aimlessly walking around the city I live in, looking for adventure. I’m haunted by the fact that there is a whole world out there and I’m missing it all. I have had a hard time living up to responsibilities because my mind is always wandering. I want to do what is fun, not what I’m supposed to do.

With my new job, I’m trying to shake that off. (Even though I’m currently writing this blog at work.) This is a job that requires a lot of work and takes a lot of time out of my schedule. It could be something that lasts, and gives me a bright future. And I haven’t let them down. I don’t plan on letting them down, either. I just need to get rid of the very loud child in my head that is screaming at me to call in sick.

#2 came and went

2009-02-05T13:57:00.000-08:00

Well, #2 arrived. Not #2 as in poop, that arrives quite often. I'm talking about #2 as in the second thing I've been waiting for to happen this year. What is it? Well, after almost 14 years of waiting tables and bar-tending, I no longer work in a restaurant. If you know me, or have ever gotten stuck in the restaurant world, you know what a big deal this is.

I was going to wait until I got my game show money to make an escape, but who knows when that'll happen. So, I put feelers out to my friends that I was looking for a new job. About a month ago, I was hired and now work for the casting company, Magical Elves. The job is rad, but I may only think that because they've served me wine and cake two times in the past month for baby showers that they've thrown here. But, seriously. The job is great, the people are fantastic, and I have no complaints. Except one.

I got the new job so quickly, that I didn't get a chance to have that "final hurrah" at my restaurant job. I had a fantasy that on my last day, I'd get wasted, and start telling mean customers off, and stand on the bar and show every one my bare ass while I give them the finger.

It's probably better things happened the way they did. This way, people still think of me as a lady.

I'm not a doctor, but...

2008-10-29T14:56:00.000-07:00

The weather has been pretty hot lately, so I decide to treat myself to a frozen yogurt. I went to Menchie's, a "you-serve-yourself" place down the street. When I walked in, there was a young guy behind the counter who looked like he hated his job, but he welcomed me anyway. There was also a lady in there tasting the yogurt, and immediately my senses told me she was crazy. As I was deciding on which yogurt I wanted, I stole as many glances as possible at her. I'm no doctor, but she was anorexic to such a degree where I was scared just looking at her. She was dressed beautifully, hiding her face with over-sized Dior sunglasses, with a Prada bag slung over her shoulder. She went from machine to machine tasting each yogurt multiple times, almost knocking me over at one point. She was acting like the frozen yogurt was meth and she was jonesing big time. I quickly finished making my yogurt, and paid the young guy at the counter, while the crazy lady was still wildly tasting the yogurt. I locked eyes with the guy for a brief second and smiled at him, hopefully letting him know that all women are not like that. I wondered how often this woman was in there. Everyday? A few times a day? As I walked out the door, another lady practically knocked me on the ground coming in for her yogurt. Then I thought, wow!!! Women go CRAZY over frozen yogurt.

#1 is almost here

2008-10-29T00:32:00.000-07:00

My niece, Calista, is obsessed with Adam. She can't stop staring at him. I'm a little jealous.

So, I have some good news. One of my 6 things I'm waiting for is about to come true. A while ago, I filmed an episode of "Don't Forget the Lyrics", and I got the call today that the episode will be on November 21. I can't reveal the out come just yet, but it should be a good show. I don't remember exactly what I did, but I remember going through a slew of emotions while I was on it.

1 (almost) down, 5 more to go.

Happy Birthday, Dad!

2008-10-28T00:48:00.000-07:00

My brother decided to dress his dog up as "Yoda" for Halloween. My family is so weird.

Adam and I saw my dad yesterday for his birthday. He's 72 years old, but he doesn't seem that old to me. Except for the fact that he thinks Sandra Palin is pretty.

"Dad, her name is Sarah."

"Huh?" he said as he cupped his ear toward me.

He can't hear very well, just like me.

Waiting

2008-10-25T21:16:00.000-07:00

In about a year, you will all understand what I'm talking about, but I'll just write about this now. I have been in this insane waiting period lately, where I know about 6 amazing things are about to happens this year. Things are great right now in my life, But I know specifically of 6 things that will happen. I can't tell you about them all now, because I don't want to ruin anything, and one of the things I actually can't legally talk about. But for now, I am waiting. I haven't been able to move, I haven't gotten off of the couch, and I just flaked out on yet another friend tonight. My life has been mentally put on hold until one of these 6 life changing things happen. I will let you all know when they happen, but until then...I wait. I sit. I watch mindless T.V. I wait for a year from today. Because then, my life will be radically different.