1. Maybe a better job will come along.
2. When one door closes, another opens.
3. Well, you were the best person for the job. Don’t worry! You’ll get something.
4. Maybe you can write that book/start blogging again/buy some new shoes.
5. Awwwwww.
1. Maybe a better job will come along.
2. When one door closes, another opens.
3. Well, you were the best person for the job. Don’t worry! You’ll get something.
4. Maybe you can write that book/start blogging again/buy some new shoes.
5. Awwwwww.
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Oh girl oh girl. Sorry to be the first one to comment on this post. Well if you don’t want to hear all that shit, how ’bout you are loved and were missed and I feel your pain. Ain’t nothing to make any of it feel better.
Sorry, mamacita.
Wait a second… did I miss a bunch of entries here?!?
Uh, what if I start cussing them out? Cause I have some choice words for your use!!!!
Have you tried those Starbucks ice cream sandwich cookie thingies with coffee ice cream covered in chocolate and a chewy, chocolatey cookie?
If not, now would be a good time.
those are definitely not good choices. platitudes, isn’t that what they are called?
what about “keep your chin up”- maybe that should be added?
Hmmmm. I don’t think I’m liking the sound of this and your previous posts.
Major hugs your way….
Well shit.
I’m so sorry.
I have missed you.
Desperately.
Their loss. Seriously, I am pissed for you…
How about…I missed you????? Glad you’re back! (you are back right?)
I know some people who could “make them an offer they couldn’t refuse”. They suck. You rock and your people miss you.
Drink and drink heavily–also buy some shoes–sharp ones to poke them in the eyes. That helps.
How’s this sound?
Chicago. Shopping. Margaritas. Delicious Food. Luxury hotel. Martinis.
Did I mention margaritas and martinis?
(personally, this all sounds MUCH better to me!)
The countdown begins!
Love ya!
Shash
6. Hang in there
7. Who needs them anyway
8. They don’t know what they’re missing
9. What idiots
10. When life hands you a lemon, make lemonade
**#10 is actually my #1 least favorite, personally, but you go ahead and order your list however you like.
Then I’ll give you one that you will like… I guarantee it…
“Machine guns are your friend.”
I prefer “When life hands you lemons, make lemon drop martinis.”
But the machine gun was pretty damn good, too.
How about – Glad you posted something! Even if it was becasue of a disappointment, you brought tears of joy to a lot of us to see that you wrote something. Every little morsel is appreciated by all of your FANS!
-S.
Lemon drops…mmmmm…
I, too, feel like I have missed a few posts…
I guess when you’re ready, you’ll tell the story.
Until then, martinis. Lots of martinis.
OK… so what about – did you get it yet?? The coffee I mean… and the little surprise I put in there for you??? Its OK if you don’t dig the surprise… it was just my twist on things… anything for a little bounce in that step of yours!
And from the sounds of above comments… there’s nothing like retail therapy… shoes, glasses, funky clothes… travel… great friends… booze (and sometimes more than our bodies can handle)… much better than the ‘oh.. its OK… it’ll get better… I promise!” Albeit true – not what you wanna hear right now… and that’s OK.
Anyhow… here’s my tid bit of inspiration…
Maya Angelou stated “If one is lucky… a solitary fantasy can totally transform one million realities.” Our hopes and dreams all start in the fantasy world we create, sometimes we blog about them… and other times if we are determined and willing – work towards these dreams. So here’s to you for making your “one” fantasy into a million realities… many times over. Whatever ‘it’ may be – whether or not you share them in blogsphere any longer – you have the drive, determination, the balls, the humor and stamina to make anything you want – happen. And no matter what… silently – you have more than just my support. You totally have my respect and admiration.
OK… done. ‘Nuff of that sunshine and daisies pep talk… I think you got the drift… LOL… now pass me one of those lemon drop martinis will ya?!
Luv,
KC
You can lead a horse to cry over spilt milk, but you can’t take the country out of the two in the bush….
Wha?! You didn’t get it? I really don’t believe it. I guess they don’t know the can-do Mocha that we know . . .
I was likin’ the margarita talk earlier–so how about:
When live hands you limes, make margaritas!
Yummy, yummy!
Or life can hand you beans, make coffee!
R
P.S. Please come back! Oh, and we are going to need details here about what is going on . . . Just so you know . . .
Love ya!
No no…girls. #10 is SUPPOSED to be:
“When life hands you lemons stick them down your shirt to make your boobs look bigger”
That’s my fav. anyway
Miss you. I was totally doing the happy dance when I saw a post from you. My kids officially think I’m crazier now…but who cares!
Mocha has balls?
Oh Kelly, that sucks a**.
Shoes sound good though. Everyone’s bringing out the spring heels, sandals…Have you tried the Premium Outlet in Aurora? Maybe far, but I found some pumps at 9West and running shoes at Nike (I don’t run) for less than $75
Also the Green Apple Martinis at Wildfire (Chicaog, Oakbrook) are OUTSTANDING..also the Mojitos at Adobo Grill NorthSide of the city…great for numbing the pain.
I’m sorry.
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What about better luck next time? I absolutely detest that one.
Luf ya.
That’s supposed to be a sad face. Didn’t go through right.
Kelly, there’s always this!
GAAH,it stripped my smilie! :O
lol
you’ve written another blog post.
but, hey, no pressure.
you just do your own thang, and the rest of us will call in here twice a day to see if you’ve recanted…..
You Go Girl!
(Crap! I hope that wasn’t to be nr 6 you didn’t want to hear…)
Damn Damn Damn Damn Damn – knowing something of you as a professional as well as a major great blogger I am distraught! All those things you don’t want to hear are true but of course I won’t say them. Love, don’t get mad get even and other such thoughts to you my educationally heroic friend.
My personal favorite:
When life hands you lemons, ask for a tequila!!!
skip the margarita mix, go stright for the tequila
Being selfish here. But I’m really glad you blogged.
Did someone say Lemon Drop Martinis?
I think I speak for a lot of people when I say we miss you terribly.
Much Love
I think I’ve missed a lot. Bloglines isn’t working and so I got to this post very late! Mocha! Are you back?
OK, I won’t say any of those, but how about this (my daughter has this attitude right now so maybe you can identify): Just give up, say to hell with it all, go get a rope and end it now – the sooner the better. There isn’t anything for you to do anymore – LIFE SUCKS!. Life isn’t worth the effort and I am a piece of S#$%.
Oh, wait a minute, I use to think just like that. Those were my words no so long ago and then POOF! I woke up (actually, I got divorced) and am a happy go lucky, you can kiss my arse if you don’t like my cheery attitude type of person.
Do what you will with the words written herein.
I am glad to see you WRITING! Oh, HAVE A GREAT DAY!
They are idiots……….We’ll re-hire you to blog again!!
Wow. Sounds like something seriously sucks.
I’m truly sad for you.
Kelly,
I want the pics. back. You are way to pretty (I was going to say Hott Mocha Momma, but then I thought) not to have photo’s posted.
Hugs, that is all I have for you. Hugs.
Hmmm what to say then??
1. email me their names and I’ll give them a piece of my mind!
2. there’s this guy outta Jersey named Tommygun and for a few bucks he’ll…
3. there’s always Ben & Jerry’s, Cherry Garcia…it works for me!
4. some people don’t recognize well educated, talented people when they meet them and that’s their loss.
5. YOU are a well educated, talented young woman…don’t let that beautiful smile of yours fade just because of this one experience…grieve it, learn from it and then leave it behind you and move on.
Welcome back beautiful!
~Janice~
Maybe you can do what’s best for you. Isn’t it about time?
Whatever that may be.
Forget the coffee, here… have a guinness.
I really am trying to move on past this, but there is grieving because it’s all so political and wrong and it’s the Wrong in life that’s so hard to experience with grace. But really. I’m trying.
In the meantime, your comments are much appreciated and I get joy out of them. Sometimes even a giggle or two, but I can’t write about what’s happened with this job yet and the disgusting way it all went down. Maybe soon. I am writing, just not publicly right now.
Thanks for being patient. Man, do I miss this.
I cannot say anything that has not already been said. I’m too sick to be witty. And for the life of me I cant come up with anything giggle worthy. Oh wait, yyes I can. Go check your email. I have a funny pic of me for you!
Love you. Missed you. Be well my sweet.
xoxoxoxoxoxox
Lemondrop Martinis — good one.
Along similar lines, when life hands you the short straw, you can make Strawberry Daiquiris.
i’m sorry. and i miss you, esp over @ flickr.
That blows. I’m sorry.
Take it from someone who knows… sometimes life doesn’t even hand you lemons… they just drop shit on you… but sooner or later you look around and everyone’s full of shit and you shrug your shoulders and move on.
(((here’s a virtual hug for you))))
mt
Well….I’ve had a long conversation with you about this at work. I HOPE I didn’t say any of those things!!!
Love ya!
P.S.
Sherry is going to pay you back for the field trip.
Obviously someone there was smoking crack. As if!
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