Monday, December 29, 2008

I shouldn't laugh alone

So, we went to Midland for a couple of days after x-mas and rather than sitting in the cigar bar that only serves beer and wine (yes, that is my own personal hell - smoke filled room with nothing for me to drink) I stayed in the hotel room while John hung out with some high school friends.

I vowed to work on wedding stuff but instead just farted around on the internet and found this ridiculous comedy skit that apparently comes on once a week on fake "internet" tv. I don't know... anyway, I thought I would share the link so other people might know what I'm laughing at.

Check it out here

Be sure to see the one on jewelry and weddings. Finding these videos definitely counts as "working on wedding stuff"

Monday, December 22, 2008

every year

Every year... I wait until the last minute to buy christmas presents. This year has got to be the absolute worst. We are leaving town tomorrow and I'm just now going out to get stuff. 1pm 3 days before Christmas...

At least I have SOME ideas of what to get people.

when all else fails... booze.

ok off to dry my hair, because god forbid my hair frizzes while I shop like a mad woman!

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

it has been a while

Just wanted to reiterate that I hate everyone.

Oh yes and that icon at the top with the "ABC" and the check mark, that means "spell check."

You are welcome.

Monday, June 30, 2008

my problem

I have had almost a month off from school now... I'll admit it, I've been mostly a slacker. I have yet to wake up before 9am. Some days it takes me until 3 pm to shower.... if i shower at all. Just kidding, mostly.

Well, I have come up with some possible reasons as to why I've been so tired.

Option 1: I work really hard all school year long, I work all day long, then work Extended Care, then come home clean, cook, etc. etc. I'm not bitching here, just explaining. I can't complain because if I were better at planning my time, I'd make it to bed before 11:45 on these nights, but that doesn't happen. Soooo... all school year long I get about 5 or 6 hours of sleep a night. So, option one says that I'm catching up on sleep from all year long.

Option 2: I have mono. I'm dying. (I hope not)

Option 3: Watching too much Jon and Kate Plus 8 makes me REALLY tired. Just watching 2 people chase 6 3 year olds wears me out. And they have other kids too! If those kids weren't so damned cute, I'd bet that they would have sold some of them online or something.

I'm pretty sure that Option 3 is the most accurate. When I went swimming w/ Jamie and Dana and their babies, I came home and crashed for three and a half hours. I wasn't responsible for their boys, but damnit... just watching them made me pass out. Then Dana came over with Charlie last week. They stayed for about thirty minutes and right after they left I took a 2 hour nap.

I must be allergic to babies. Even TV babies.

Sorry Daniel, Sorry Charlie :(
(and Alexis, Leah, Hannah, Aaden, Collin, and Joel)

Sunday, June 29, 2008


My butt is sunburned. That doesn't mix well with a (fake) leather couch.

and it isn't really my butt, it is the top of the back of my legs.

"There is no butt! There's just the fleshy part at the top of the legs!"

Anyone know that movie?

Thursday, May 08, 2008


Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Its only a day away......

We buy our house tomorrow morning!

in 15 hours to be exact :)

We are so excited I can't even think!

Monday, May 05, 2008


Rest in peace McFisherson.

I'm sorry I cleaned your bowl and it made you die.

This blog dedicated to the coolest and meanest Beta I've ever known.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Holy Smokes!

I started out strong packing in March, but I've slowed down greatly. We've been so busy with the thought and process of buying a house that I feel I've really slacked in the packing for the new house department. But then again, it is getting to the stage where it is hard to pack b/c everything is put away. All that is left out we'll be using. Well, not really, I could definitely do more. In fact I will do more... soon. Tonight perhaps. I've packed half of a box today and cleaned the top of the stove and fridge, both disgusting chores that made me want to shower.

Well, we should be closing on the new house on the 9th or so. That's the tentative date they gave us a week ago. You know, when we switched from buying the reasonable, starter home to buying the awesome much larger home next door.We had our first walk through today. There were only minor things that needed to be fixed, chips in paint, etc. Our realtor said that we might even be able to close before the 9th. It is all in the hands of the loan office and the building supervisor at this point.

It feels good to know that we'll be able to stay in this house for a long time, like until we're really adults and stuff.

Pretty fancy. This house buying process has been a trip. I can't begin to tell you the emotional attachment you can form in minutes... with a damn building at that! Anyway, I should go be productive if I ever want to actually live in this place.

Monday, January 28, 2008

90s sitcom

I'm pretty sure that when I sat down to get my haircut today, I didn't say "hey, have you ever heard of that show friends? Will you cut my hair like Jennifer Aniston circa 1994?"

but she did it anyway.

I look like a mushroom head.


I'll be wearing a pony tail for a while.

I always hate my hair cuts when I first get them done, but this is really ridiculous. It is the kind of haircut I would have gotten if I were a. 45 years old b. not aware of my round head (or just liked to emphasize my circle face) and c. drunk.

unfortunately I'm not any of those things, but I am sad... so maybe I'll drink. And call in sick for a month or two.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008


I hate hate hate hate hate hate people.

I would like to seal myself off into a bubble and never come into contact with anyone ever again.

Oh, a note to all you idiot bloggers out there rambling on and on (go for it, if you type it, hopefully you won't say it aloud where I have to listen to it) that red squiggly line under every word of your post isn't blogger emphasizing your awesome epiphanies of earth shattering status. It is fucking telling you that you misspelled a goddamn word. FIX IT YOU FUCKS! JEBUS H. CHRIST!

PS you don't have to sign your name at the end of your blog, fartknocker. We know you wrote it. As if the "it is YOUR freaking blog" didn't give it away, the grammatical errors really sealed the deal.