Women Are Crazy, Men Are Stupid

I just finished reading a book called "Women Are Crazy, Men Are Stupid: The Simple Truth to a Complicated Relationship". It's written by a couple that have been together for several years and I really enjoy their humor. It's written in pieces of their relationships shown from each of their perspectives. In the last chapter, this is what the man had to say (sorry it's a little long):

"This is the divine madness of women. They choose to love us. From that very first moment on the playground when we shove them in the mud puddle, they look up at us and think, "This is the guy for me!" It just gets worse from there but they only become more steadfast in their determination to love us.

As grown men we say we "purple" them because we're too lame to say the word we really mean. We cross a crowded room to sit next to them only because they're sitting near the nonpareils. We say the stupidest possible things and the stupidest possible moments - like in bed after sex. We don't understand anything they like and tell them they're crazy for liking it. And we're always raging against the dying of the light - or when someone's in our parking space. We try to have their cars towed!

And they love us still.

"I'm crazy for trying, and crazy for crying and I'm crazy for loving you." Patsy Cline might have sung it, but Willie Nelson wrote it - a man so stupid, it should be noted, he didn't know he had to pay taxes - but Willie knew exactly what he was really telling all the girls he'd loved before: Of course you're crazy. You would have to be crazy to love us.

They see what's in us and they love us anyway. We see only what's in front of us. And often we miss even that. If you did a love/benefit analysis on the average relationship, you'd find that we benefit and they end up in analysis. And it's not like they didn't know it going in. Everyone warned them: "You're crazy for loving that guy."

We're all that guy."

Merry Christmas!

I hope everyone's had a very Merry Christmas! After spending good, quality time with my family, I decided to spend my evening with these two movies.

Can you imagine a better way to spend a Christmas evening all by yourself? I can't!

I also can't count how many times I've sighed throughout the night.

If You've Got 5ish Minutes...

If you need a laugh. If you need to know you're not the only one to have PMS bring out the crazy in you. Read this. Giggle along since you've probably either had moments/days/weeks similar to this or have had to deal with someone's moments/days/weeks like this.

Thoughts

Here's your random insight into my life today:

As I was folding my laundry today, mostly pants, I kept looking at these things and thinking, "No way is my butt that small!" Now, I know there is lycra or spandex that helps these pants to expand to fit, well, everything. But I feel like there's a lot of everything to fit. However this happens, it's a modern miracle.

That's all.

The Debate Continues...

Maybe I've got a simple sense of humor, but this was way too funny...



I totally love that he's wearing a mini-skirt.

Really Good

I subscribe to this blog called The Simple Marriage Project. While I'm not married, it's been incredibly enlightening and has caused me to think about ways to improve myself.

I read this post today and really enjoyed it, so I thought I would share it with you.

Enjoy!

The Muppets Rock (Literally)

Happy Tuesday! Enjoy a little Muppet music video.

A Lesson on Joy

Last week, my mom invited me to attend an art exhibit her friend, Jo Checketts, was having at her house this weekend.

After seeing this woman's work (and knowing about her life), I am so glad I went. If you haven't clicked through to her website already (which I highly recommend), a little background: she has traveled all over the world (with just her backpack and tent), and really engulfs herself in different cultures and tribes. It was so fascinating hearing her tell about the people she's met and all that she has learned from them.

I was so touched by the life her photographs take on, that I had to buy one for myself:I hope she doesn't mind that I borrowed it from her website.

My mom told me a little about her life and although I don't feel it is mine to share, I will say she has had some bumps in her road that most people wouldn't come back from. But you would never know it by talking to her. She has a lust for life and is living hers to the fullest. I walked out admiring her. Truth be told, I'm a little envious.

Real or Fake?

Is it just me, or do the models for Brooks Brothers look like Ken dolls?Even after zooming in, I can't be sure. They're handsome Ken dolls, if that's what they were supposed to be. Gotta love a well-dressed man.

P.S. Cool thing about Brooks Brothers website? They teach you how to tie several different tie knots.

Know What's Rough?

Having a totally hot, date-worthy outfit, but not having someone to take you out on a date. We'll see if I can work on that tonight.

Familiar

I came across a little video today and as I was watching, I couldn't help but feel that the dancing was eerily familiar.



There was never a dull moment in my household with my dad there.

It's So Close!

Remember this? Well, there are mere days until I get to hear this man's beautiful voice singing new songs to me once again. Ahh...Friday can't come soon enough.

The Land of Enchantment

I went with my mom on her annual visit to my grandparents in Roswell, New Mexico a couple of weeks ago. Roswell is always a great getaway for me and there are several things that make my visits complete:

Here's my cute mom making her homemade salsa with tomatoes out of my grandpa's garden. Best part of the salsa? My brother wasn't there to hog it all!!!La Poblanita chips. They are the best chips ever and went quite well with the salsa.This is Lucille Moody, one of my grandma's friends. We've always called her "Crazy Lucille" but as I've gotten older, I see she isn't necessarily crazy, just eccentric with an off-beat sense of humor. My first memory of Lucille is when I was five. We were visiting for Easter and she gave me and my sister white ostrich leather purses. Lucille is selling her house and moving in with her daughter in Washington D.C.. I'm a little sad that she will most likely not be there the next time I visit, but I suppose that it's a good thing, seeing as how she's 94 (!!) years old...

Authentic Mexican food!!! Ah, there's nothing like getting the good stuff, is there? The red sauce on my enchilada was by far the hottest I've ever had. If I had had a cold at the time, my congestion would have been gone within 30 seconds of taking a bite. It was incredible. Our waiter, Manuel, was pretty great too. He's the type that I would give a little bit of an extra tip to, all because he was so entertaining. A visit to Roswell isn't complete without an alien sighting, right?

We didn't hit the International UFO Museum this time, but we did hit the Roswell Museum & Art Center where I saw may interesting pieces:

Clockwise: Really cool stirrups, "Chimera" (or super freaky), "Death Cart", and an alien face on the piece called "Sheep Train"
This little tidbit was probably the best part though. These sculptures were done by a man named Rogers Aston. He and his family donated most of the western cultural items in the museum. He was also my grandpa's employer for several years in the oil industry. He made my grandpa a bolo tie of Cochise, an old west Indian (which you can see in the picture below).

But these two. These were by far the best part of my entire visit. It is so nice to go someplace where you feel loved and valued and important. My grandparents always make me feel like I am worth something and it's the best self-esteem boost a girl could ask for.

My mom tried to apologize that this probably wasn't the most exotic trip I have been on. She's right, it wasn't exotic, but it was far better than any cruise or beach vacation could be. We took turns asking my grandparents questions about their families and childhood memories and it was so interesting to me. I won't go into the details of all that I learned, but I certainly realized how my grandparents became the incredible, accepting, loving, helpful people they are today.

They are both 87 and had just celebrated their 63rd anniversary when we arrived. Even though they're getting on in age (and have to yell in order to hear each other), I'm so grateful the Lord has blessed them with good health. My grandpa still goes in to work at the oil company every day. My grandma still serves everyone she can in any capacity she can.

They are definitely leaving a legacy to live up to.

Does Life Get Any Better?

Two of my favorite things will be combined this Friday night.



This is fantastic! Life is good.

It's Times Like This

That I wish it were winter. Then I could go soak in a relaxing bath and perhaps clear my head so I could sleep. As it is, I would probably melt due to all of the heat. So I will just dream of the days when a hot bath will not constitute a death wish.

Happiness is...

...not a warm gun. Sorry, Beatles.

Not on a day like today. Not when I find out this man has a new single out (which means a new album is forthcoming)!!!Color me a happy woman.

If You Need to Smile

Just watch this little video:

This movie is by far one of the cutest, most relatable movies I've seen this year. I liked it so much, I've already seen it twice in theaters.

Heaven

Today, as I was paying for my Diet Coke and peanut M&Ms, this guy sidled up behind me in line and whispered, "I think I just died and went to heaven."

There's a possibility this could have been a flattering situation. But heaven would have to wait for another day. I turned around and this guy was shirtless with his boxers hanging out of his sagging jeans and buying a 6-pack of Coors.

Too bad. I was really hoping to find love at the 7-Eleven.

Hindsight

The other day I was talking to my sister about dating and life and boys, etc. and she asked about a guy I dated several years ago and told me how much her husband liked him and how he had hoped we would work out. I was surprised because when I think back on the person I was back then and the person I am now, I don't know how it could have ever worked out happily.

I often play the "what if...?" game when it comes to guys I've dated. I wonder what things could have been like had me and whomever I'm thinking of had been perfect for each other. The beauty of all of this is hindsight. This always takes me out of playing silly mind games because I can see everything from a different perspective.

I went out with two guys within a couple of weeks of each other and both asked me why I'm not married. The first time, I had to think for a moment. I think I shocked him when I told him that I wouldn't have made a good wife or partner to anyone I could have potentially married. This is so true. I look back at these opportunities and had I married any of these men, I would have made them miserable. I can't say that I'm totally prepared for marriage now, but I know I wasn't ready back then. I would have been selfish and mean and inconsiderate and so many other things that would do nothing but make someone else loathe me instead of love - heck, even like - me.

So to the guy my bro-in-law still thinks about - consider yourself lucky! You dodged a bullet when I ended things in a horribly rude fashion.

To the future Mr. Fantastic - I'm working on it! And you'll be lucky because of all of the growth I've been able to experience by not marrying any other potential candidates.

Bruising

Some people get bruises from really cool things like mountain biking or rock climbing. I get bruises from falling off of a dumpster. Cool? No. Funny? Abso-friggin'-lutely.

An Exercise in...Something

I just realized something. Perhaps a self-fulfilling prophecy. Last year, when my boss left to serve as a mission president, I told myself (and others) that I doubted I would last at my job until this June. This turned out to be correct. Which then made me curious.

So in the name of science (because I am a huge fan of science, right?), here's an exercise to see if there truly are self-fulfilling prophecies in my life:

I will meet a man who will enjoy my company and want to go on not only a first, but a second (and perhaps third) date with me because gosh darnit, I'm pretty freakin' awesome! And have "out of a magazine" hair according to my sis.

Now cross your fingers that it doesn't take 10 months for this one to come to fruition. Let's say, maybe two or three months max. Whaddya think?

The Difference of a Positive Attitude

I wish I would have recorded my roommate talking to me at about a million words per minute today for you to hear. Telling me how awesome she is and how much she loves her life and how great things are. It's infectious. And now I'm smiling.

I Have a Girl Crush...

...on this woman. Isn't she stunning? I think so.

Whoa

I was doing some organizing in my closet today and ran across a roll of undeveloped film. I couldn't figure out what would be on it since I haven't had a film camera in several years, so I took it to be developed. "Whoa" is all I had to say. Now, keep in mind that this roll of film has been sitting for a good 11-12 years, so the quality is really crappy, but they sure took me back!

Seated in this picture are Jason Lang and Mike Hanks. Now even though my good friend Tonya dated Mike, I still thought he was really really cute.

Here is a very ugly picture of me. You know how most kids have an awkward looking phase that usually last 1-2 years? I'm convinced mine lasted from ages 14-19.
This is where the "whoa" comes in. When I saw the tiny little proof, I knew this picture was Jenny, but that's all I could see. I also knew that Jenny wasn't the type to go around kissing anyone, so I was shocked. Imagine my shock when I found out that it was ANOTHER GIRL in this picture. Yowsa!
And good ol' Tonya and Marin. Look at how cute these two softballers are.

I can't believe I just put these out for the world to see.

A Comparison

Kim sat me down one day to show me something. You see, she's always making fun of me when I get excited and so she wanted to show me who I sound like...Alec Baldwin.

That's right. I sound like a man. Sad part? I totally agree with her. What do you think?

Overexposed

Here's the deal. Two things have led to my being overexposed to this man:

1) My roommate records reruns of Bones. I started turning them on as background noise when I was cooking dinner for myself. Turns out I really like it. Now I'm hooked.

2) Since the whole digital TV switch, I no longer have TV in my room. I didn't want to spend any extra money having cable installed in my room so I could watch the news as I get ready. Instead I have been spending my mornings (and subsequently, some evenings) with Angel and Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

He's just so darn charming. And he gets this twinkle in his eye. Swoon.

And as far as broody, hot, vampires with a soul go, let's be honest - he wins the competition hands down. Don't you agree?

Stake Dance Memories

Last night, my roommate and I were in the car and all of the songs on my presets were just no good, so I switched over to the oldies station. It was playing "Hard to Say I'm Sorry" by Chicago. Please tell me that is NOT an oldie! It can't be because then it will mean that I might be getting older. Anyway, Kim mentioned that it reminded her of stake dances.

Ah, stake dances. Those were the days. I loved getting "dressed up" and hoping that one cute boy would notice me walking his direction at the beginning of the two-set slow song. Or avoiding eye contact with the boy I really didn't want to ask me to dance. Especially during "Forever Young" or "With or Without You" because that would mean at least 5 minutes of awkwardly rocking back and forth, keeping tension in your arms so he wouldn't try to pull you closer into the "bear hug" slow dance.

Some days I miss the giddy anticipation of those nights. Slyly glancing at the boys while attempting to stay cool and collected. Being heartbroken when the boy I thought I was meant to be with forever didn't even ask me to dance but feeling completely fantastic when the next boy I was meant to be with let me get really close while dancing. You know, less than "Book of Mormon space" close. Doing the Electric Slide or Boot Scootin' Boogie without any cares. Yeah, life was good back then.

Some of our favorite slow dance songs discussed last night were:

• The aforementioned "Forever Young" by Alphaville and "With or Without You" by U2
• "Because You Loved Me" by Celine Dion
• "Lady In Red" by Chris De Burgh (especially the whispered "I love you" at the end, because you knew it just had to mean something when the right boy asked you to dance with him to this song)
  
• "Uninvited" by Alanis Morrissette
• "Truly Madly Deeply" by Savage Garden

I thought of one other today - "You Are So Beautiful To Me" by Joe Cocker. I remember at one dance the boy I really liked at that moment not only asked me to dance, but also SANG to me. That's right. It was love. For like, a second.

Is our list missing anything?

P.S. I think we really must have had dancing on the brain last night, because as the dishes were being done (thanks, Liz!), an impromptu dance party happened in the kitchen. Complete with the "white person clap". Yup. We're good.

I Dare You to Watch This...

...and not get it stuck in your head. My roommates probably hate me for making them watch this commercial. Totally makes me giggle.

Reasons I Love My Mother

My mom is great. Sometimes she completely surprises me with the things she says. Like the time she told me she'd always wanted a tattoo. And it wasn't just that she wanted a tattoo, it was the thought that went into it! She knew the design and placement of this tattoo.

Anyway, I saw this video the other day and sent it to my mom. When I was young, my mom would drop me off at the rec center day care and go Jazzercise. So in my email I asked if this is what she looked like and if she'd do it again sometime. The picture in my head is quite funny, I was hoping I could see if reality was just as good. My mom's response:

"Are you KIDDIN' me? These gals are OK, but our choreography was far more complex and our costumes way cooler.

(BTW - consider yourself lucky that you can't recall such details)"

And this is why I love my mother (amongst other things). So, if you know my mom, just imagine her doing these moves. Maybe it'll make your day too.

Dedicated to Kim

P.S. Kim knows all the words to the song. She'll sing it for you if you ask nicely. Or find her a good man. Preferably someone I would label "beefy". If you would like to know more about my definition, or think you have someone in mind, please hit me up!

Good Read

"I wonder how the book got to Guernsey? Perhaps there is some secret sort of homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers."

This can be true for every reader of this book.

I enjoy most books I read. But I have to tell you how much I loved the Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. It's no secret that I love books having to to do with World War II. I find so many of the stories, whether fact or historical fiction, fascinating. However, some of them can be a little heavy. This book, while touching on heavy topics, does so in such a manner that just endears these characters to you all the more. I fell in love with this entire story and found myself sad to see it end.

If you are looking for a good read, I highly recommend this one!

Maybe Only I Will Enjoy This

So, I like basketball, right? And it is playoffs time, so things are good. Yelling at my TV, talking to the players like they can hear me - all completely sane. I saw this today and was mildly interested (can you blame me? Dwayne Wade is kinda cute!).



The most interesting thing, how much Charles Barkley has let himself go.
What happened?!?! Anyway, that's what's on my mind today. Well, that and kinda hoping the Lakers lose tonight.

A Peek Into the Single Life

Two things have been said to me lately that just make me laugh.

The first, after asking a guy if he was working, going to school, both, neither: "I'm actually in an alternative-jail program right now."

The second: "I bet you probably have a ton of guys after you, but if you are ever bored and want to hang out with a guy that will probably try to make out with you, I'd love to hang out."

Good stuff, right?

Celebs, Part Two

My brain is fried right now. I don't want to do anything that requires major thinking. So you get a little blog! I was thinking about my celebrity crush post and realized that I had not included a single blondie in the mix. However, after looking at a picture of Kevin Connolly (below), I got to thinking about other fair-haired crushes I might have. It was easy.

Kevin Connolly, as you can see. Just a cute, funny guy.

Paul Bettany. Do you know how hard it is to find a picture of this guy smiling? It's not easy. He has played a lot of serious roles (Da Vinci Code, Firewall, A Beautiful Mind), so maybe that's why. He's still handsome though.

Ah, Daniel Craig. This picture is from my favorite scene out of Casino Royale. I didn't think it'd be appropriate to show the actual portion of this scene that is truly my favorite. He's just a hunk. That's all there is to it.

Simon Baker. Just a handsome dude with a wicked smile. And he plays fairly witty characters.

Damian Lewis. He had me as Dick Winters in Band of Brothers and the infatuation continued with Charlie Crews in Life.

Now, let's play "One of These Things is Not Like the Other". All of these men, save one, have a commonality. Any guesses?

Inherited Trait

I have come to a conclusion. I inherited my penchant for cheesy, giddy behavior from the two people below. My oldest sibling either doesn't have these traits, or suppresses this facet of his personality very well, because it doesn't come out often. As for the rest of us, it is apparent in almost everything we do. Annoying? Yes. Endearing? Absolutely!Mel stole my camera for this fantastic picture.

Grant stole my computer for this one.

I wonder if either of them will regret doing so...

Train of Thought

I think that sometimes, to understand a post of mine, you have to understand the train of thought leading up to a post.

For instance, today, while watching The Office, they mentioned Youngstown, Ohio, which led to me thinking, "Wasn't there a band called Youngstown?", which led to Google, which led to this awesome picture, which led to sampling their music.
Seeing the picture above made me think that not all "boy bands" of the 90s were clean cut. And this made me think I kind of liked that. Then I went to YouTube where all of these awesome bands had clips from their Disney concerts. And I found the boys below. 5ive. Man, I loved these guys. Disney was so smart to repeat these concerts constantly. I was watching one of the clips tonight and could do the dance and rap right along with them. Even after 10 years. (How's that for a visual?)
I can guarantee that the picture below was my desktop background during this same time period.
This little post about my train of thought might also explain why I will be popping the 5ive CD into my car tomorrow so that I can rock out to "When the Lights Go Out" on my way to work.

NKOTB

So, I saw that New Kids performed on the Today Show and wanted to see the video. Um...I laughed. Really hard. I just don't know how to take them seriously. If you want to hear a little bit of this awesomeness, check out the video below.

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What's that? You can't quite understand the lyrics to this incredible song? Let me give you a quick sample:

Now I know that my girl is alone
And she's been blowing me up on my phone
But I can shower when I get back home 'cause
Tonight I'm dancing dirty, yeah

Ooh, she's so crazy
She's like Baby, I'm like Swayze
I said ooh, and I'm burning up, so let's turn it up
I said turn it up now

I miss the days of "I'll Be Loving You Forever". I don't care for the grown up band. Although I will say I have a weird crush on Danny.

Last Chance Harvey

Last night, my roommates and I watched Last Chance Harvey. Never has a movie elicited such reactions throughout the entire group. Usually, I yell at the TV, because, well, that is what makes me charming (right?). But all of us were rooting for this movie to work the way we wanted it to. I recommend it. Not a fast-paced, laugh-a-minute movie, but it was just a very sweet story. Let me know your thoughts if you decide to see this one!

A Funny

We all know how much I love me some George. But how about Kermit as George as Daniel Ocean? Incredible.

I'll be his Miss Piggy anytime.

Perks of a New Job

I love my life. Here are the reasons why:

• Maximum 10-minute commute
• Gas station within walking distance - Exercise, Vitamin D AND Diet Coke in one neat package
• Super laid back atmosphere - jeans whenever, no strict time to get here, etc.
• The easiest boss to work for
• Low stress
• Some days, when the white noise of CNBC is just enough, I'm here alone, and I don't think I can listen to Jim Cramer yell, I turn on Ellen.

Yes, life is good.

I read this in an article today and thought it was a nice reminder for any relationship I have, regardless of my "status":

"Every annoyance in a relationship is really a two-way street. Partners focus on what they're getting, not on what they're giving. But no matter how frustrating a partner's behavior, your interpretation is the greater part of it. What matters is the meaning you attach to it."

Strange

Sometimes I think I don't pay enough attention to my body. As I was getting ready this morning, I noticed these three sun spots on my leg - IN A STRAIGHT LINE - that I had never noticed before. I have no idea how long they've been there, but there they were, staring me in the face. Isn't that weird?

SPRINGTIME!!!

I walked out of my house this morning to the sounds of lawnmowers and the smell of fresh cut grass. I LOVE SPRING! I know that there's supposed to be crappy weather again this weekend, but today I am relishing the smells and sights and a welcome dose of Vitamin D.

Horoscope

My horoscope today said, "If your recent dreams have been unclear, don't waste any of your brain power freaking out about it."

This is a good thing. Otherwise, I would be freaking out about this incredibly hot guy from my ward coming with me to family dinner after having only spent all of about 30 minutes together. Although, the idea of spending 30 minutes with him doesn't seem so bad...

Look Alike

Today, while in a meeting with a client, he turned to me and said, "You know who you look like? Carolyn Jones." Both my brother and I were clueless, so we looked her up. Morticia from The Addams Family. What do you think? Do I look like her?

Some Days...

...I wonder about things. Things like:

Am I happy enough with myself to be happy with someone else?

Am I pretty?

Am I interesting?

Am I crazy?

Do I have bad dating karma because I tell people my silly dating anecdotes?

Do I reserve judgment for all the wrong things?

Am I too picky?

Should I even be posting my insecurities for you to see?

Roommate Issue

I have an issue with one of my roommates. You see, she has gotten me addicted to something horrible - Lifetime Original Movies. That's right. My guilty pleasure is out there for the world to know. Dumb girl. She has made me want to watch these predictable movies with hot dudes (see below) and silly plotlines. So much so that if the two of us are sitting in front of the TV and there's nothing on, we go to the Lifetime Movie Network (yes, there is one) and see what we can catch. The thing I don't like about this - it makes me totally distrusting! You go through the whole movie waiting for everyone to betray each other and not knowing who is good and bad. It's crazy and madness and I keep going back for more and not understanding why!!! And with this, my rant is done.

P.S. Lifetime has my hunky dreamboat man down to a tee.

Weird Celebrity Crushes

The last couple of posts were too serious. So, for some lighthearted fun, here is something that will make you think I'm really strange. You've seen my normal celebrity crushes, now here are some of the ones that not many people understand.

Do you have any celebrity crushes that people just totally don't understand?

Thank You

The phrase "laid off" sure scared some people, but that was actually the last thing on my mind when I posted the other day. It was honestly such a relief to leave - to the point that I feel like a bit of a different person. I truly feel so blessed right now.

I've already got another job lined up with my brother that I'm really excited/nervous about. I'm mostly nervous because my brother's got such expectations and trust. It's been a while since I've felt that I'm needed and trusted and will be utilized as the assistant I know I can be. But I feel like I'm up to the challenge. Mostly because, along with those expectations, my brother believes in me. And that's one of the best motivators in the world for me.

I have to say thank you. This has been the craziest week in my life. So many things have been going on (even outside of this whole "job" thing), but I believe that when I look back at this week, the one thing I will remember is the outpouring of love and support I have felt. So many people have had such concern and a willingness to help out. It's humbling to know so many people care. I've had calls with job offers, words of advice, offers for dinner, etc. and every time I start to think about all of this show of love, I get choked up (I've become a crier in my old age). So, thank you. Much love from me!

Blessed

I try not to get too sappy on my blog, but if there was any day to be sappy, today would be it.

I got laid off this afternoon. It didn't come as a surprise, but it was a relief. I've known that it would not be an "if" situation, but a "when" situation for months, which has been very draining mentally.

I've gone through several emotions today: relieved, nervous, crazy crying wreck, manic, happy, sad, etc.. However, as I sit here tonight, thinking about everything that's gone on today, the only word that comes to mind is "blessed".

I am so blessed. Blessed to have worked with such good people who taught me so much both personally and professionally. Blessed when those same people have nothing but encouraging things to say and who threaten to hunt me down because I didn't come by their office to say goodbye. Blessed to have such supportive friends and family who will listen to me try to be rational through the tears. Blessed that the Lord has given me a positive attitude that is beyond my understanding. Blessed.

Idiocy Part Deux

Yup. It's another installment of "Karen, are you really that dumb?"

Today I had to pick up lunch for a meeting at my office. I am on a "forced frugality" budget and have been bringing my lunch to work, but I really wanted a fountain Diet Coke. So while I was waiting for the order, I bought a cup, filled it up with refreshing Diet Coke, put the straw in the lid and proceeded to throw not only the straw wrapper, but also my car keys in the garbage can.

So, if anyone tells you about the crazy lady digging through the garbage at Kneader's, you can balk and pretend you have no idea who it is!

Seriously?

This evening, we wanted to watch Chocolat, but it wasn't anywhere to be found ONDemand. But when I searched it, I found this song, called "Chocolate Legs" by Eric Benet.What?!?!?! I couldn't help myself, and since I had the remote, my roommates had to suffer through most of it. I can't believe this man could sing this with a straight face. I found the video, which is below. He talks until it hits about 1:30 and after which you should give it a good minute to get to the chorus where you'll understand what I'm talking about. Seriously?!?!? I laughed so hard I cried.

Idiocy and Minimalism

I'm dumb. Some people say "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways." But usually, when it's me, they say, "How dumb can you be? Let me count the ways."

First, yesterday I was putting something away in my filing cabinet and slammed it shut...along with four keys and part of the key ring. I spent five minutes yanking and pushing trying to get it open again so I could close it (the right way). As I was doing this, I pulled on the key ring and sliced my finger. To the point that I couldn't use my index finger from about 3:00pm on yesterday (to the point that I was cussing in my head when it touched anything, even gently). My roommate thinks I might have tetanus. I think it's healing nicely. I can use my index finger with relatively little pain today.

Second, I lose my phone all the time. Like today when I went to lunch between conference sessions. As I got back, I realized I didn't have my phone with me. So I asked my roommate to call it and I heard it vibrating, but couldn't see it. I thought it was the crappy lighting in the garage, so I grabbed a flashlight and was looking under my seat and the passenger seat and in the back seat. As I was doing this, my sweatshirt hit the side of the car and I heard a clunk. My phone was in the pocket of my hoodie. I was a little sheepish walking back in the house.

Now, onto minimalism. I have taken to being a minimalist on Saturdays. What does this mean, you ask? Well. It means I do the least possible in order to feel decent before leaving the house. This pretty much means I put on a little makeup, throw my hair in a ponytail (and a headband to get my bangs out of the way) and usually end up in a uniform consisting of jeans, a hoodie and tennis shoes. I really dress to impress.

Invitation

I received an email today inviting me to join AARP. I don't even know how to respond to that.

Adult Conversation

***Disclaimer*** While the topic might seem adult, it was also all in jest. And this whole thing is probably a whole lot funnier to me than it should be, but gosh darnit, I needed the stress relief it provided!

Tonight, as I was walking up the stairs to my room, a strange conversation started. It goes like this:

Roommate: "What is cyber sex anyway?"

Me: "It's like phone sex, but you type instead of talk." (Not that I've experienced this, just that I wasn't born yesterday)

R: "Oh. Well, aren't your hands busy?"

M: (As I fall to the floor laughing) "Really?"

Laughing on my end continues for minutes (this was the stress relief part of my day)!

Next topic:

R: "I'm really embarrassed about my blog post."

Side Note: I always know I'm in for something good when her sentences start out "Oh, it's so embarassing..." because I know she'll tell me anyway and it'll be super funny.

Me (and other roommate): "Don't be embarrassed. It's happened to us, too."

This is the point where we all talked about being kissed "right". Yes, there is a right and a wrong way. And if you don't know if you're doing it right, it's probably wrong.

And that, my friends, is your glimpse into living in a house full of single girls.

Question

Have you ever noticed how most FedEx, UPS, etc. delivery men have nice legs? It's good to see them in shorts again.

One of Those Days

This is what I imagine I look like today. I am having one of those days where I know I'm really stressed because it's more than a dull pain in my shoulders and neck (my muscles are always really tight there anyway).

I think the stress is also making me really cranky, because all I really want to do is lock myself in a room and get the work done that I need to - sans interruptions.

Maybe I'll scream really loud in my car on the drive home and that will ease some of this. Does anyone have a better outlet for dealing with stress?

Reminiscing (Again)

I'm avoiding doing my taxes, so here comes YouTube!

I miss TV from my childhood. Why, you ask? Well, I grew up on the Disney Channel. I'm pretty sure it was cooler in my day than it is now. And if you didn't think I was cheesy before, you'll know I am now, because I was still getting excited watching all these videos.

Doesn't Fergie look great in that video?

These next two videos have my biggest Mickey Mouse Club crush EVER! (Tony Lucca. Dude's hot.)




And in this one they're just so darn little! Aren't they cute? (Can you imagine me saying that in a high-pitched voice? Cause I was!)

Better Than the Movie

So, I heard that the director's commentary on the Twilight DVD was really funny, so last night my roommate and I sat down and watched it. Let me tell you, watching the movie with the commentary on is better than the actual movie! Robert Pattison's self-deprication makes it so great. I think he's got the cutest laugh when he finds his own jokes funny. The director gets kind of annoying and I honestly think she's got a majorly creepy crush on Mr. Pattinson.

Anyway, if you are looking for some entertainment and have nothing better to do, turn on the commentary and giggle along with Robert Pattinson.

Vanity or Positive Affirmation?

While on my way to a seminar downtown today, a BMW Z4 came speeding down the freeway and cut into my lane, causing me to brake a little. As I looked at this speedy dude in front of me, I noticed he had vanity plates that said "Sexy Boy". My first thought was "What an arrogant little bugger!" because I don't really like vanity plates. I think they scream "Look at me! Look at me!" and I don't really like that type of attention. But maybe this gentleman needs the positive affirmation that his vanity plates bring him.

Then, I was making my way back to the freeway from the seminar, and who comes pulling on to the on-ramp but my sexy friend. We meet again! I laughed a little because he was trapped and couldn't fly ahead of everyone, but it only took him a couple of minutes to be miles ahead of me!

Early Birthday Present

A few weeks ago, I was at my parents house talking to my dad and he excitedly told me he'd ordered my birthday present. This was strange to me, because as I got to thinking about it, I realized that I don't think my dad has ever personally picked out a birthday gift for me.

Then, earlier this week, my mom called and told me that dad had gotten me a present and was really excited about giving it to me and hoped I would like it. This was really strange. He's excited, my mom's calling to tell me he's excited...what was it?

Well, when I went over for dinner tonight, my dad says to me, "Your present came in the mail." I can be patient when I want to and especially when someone is so excited to surprise me with something, so I figured I could wait the few weeks until my birthday comes. My cute dad, however, couldn't. So I got my present from him early today...see below for the exciting gift!
I'm excited to play it sometime, we previewed some of the questions today. Happy early birthday to me!