Tuesday, April 27, 2010

I love

  1. When best friends come visit from out of state - making you want to kidnap them so they can never leave and so you have a best friend in a new place

  2. trying out recipes found in the Food Network Magazine and loving them
    by recipes I mean 1 but I did make it twice in a matter of days.

  3. playing the game 'words with friends' on my iphone
    if you have an iphone or touch - lets play!

  4. leggings
    so comfy...

  5. fruit leather

  6. being in the Arizona sunshine

  7. when your friend's 2.5 year old wants to sit and snuggle with you almost making you want kids...but not quite

  8. days when I don't have to work 2 jobs

  9. thinking about being in Utah in June and mentally planning things to do and people to see

  10. wandering around IKEA dreaming of the simplified style I hope to incorporate all over my house someday

What do you love?

Monday, April 26, 2010

It's okay if...

you don't remember when the last time you had a real home cooked meal was. And that the last few dinners you remember consisted of crackers and cheese.

It's also okay that you've gone through 4 boxes of the family size reduced fat wheat thins in the last week.

No judgement right?

Friday, April 16, 2010

I have

a bad attitude today.

I'm sick of spending tax returns, bonuses, and other spare change on car repairs.

I want to put it away for
a vacation.
a house.
a puppy.
or a shopping spree.

I don't want to spend anymore money on a car that should be driven off a cliff. Especially when money isn't something we have growing on trees.

Just so you don't think I'm a total bizatch today - I'm grateful we have
two cars.
an apartment.
I've disabled comments on this one btw because I'm just ranting. and I'm A-OK hanging out in my pity party for 1.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010


It's finally April 13th which means...
Glee is back!!

Are you a Gleek?

Thursday, April 8, 2010


Dear Mazzy (my old Mazda):
We shouldn't have sold you which ultimately led to your death. You were the better car. I'm so sorry I'd do anything to have you back at this point.

Dear Larry (the Alero):
You're a Biotch. No wonder they stopped making you. I'd like to prop a brick against your gas pedal and steer you off a cliff.
Please stop breaking - we just need to pass emissions so we can register you.
But would like to do that without paying over a grand to fix your sorry self.
I think I'd rather sell you and buy a scooter.

Dear blisters:
I'm over you. stop coming back.

Dear foot doc:
seriously you want to put me in a walking cast for 2-4 weeks? argh. this sounds horrible not to mention completely ugly.

Dear Sleep Number Bed:
while at first we hated you - we actually love you now. Thanks for helping Fred sleep through the night for the first time in years. You may be worth our first born after all.

Dear Glee:
I am anxiously awaiting your return next week.
I can't wait to bask in your awkwardness.

Dear little sis:
please hurry home. I miss your face - though I don't miss you purposefully sneezing on my arm all the time. It's gross. NOT funny. Sydney and I have a re-beautification day planned for you which will include waxing, plucking, and defrumpifying. Also, I know it's your goal to come home as awkward as possible BUT feel free to fail. See you soon.

Dear Last Song:
thanks for not letting me down entirely. Good thing you had Liam - because he's tasty. But I wish Miley didn't hold her mouth all awkwardly the whole time. Or that she didn't talk like she had a retainer in her mouth. Oh and I wish you wouldn't have left out some of the good parts from the book. Overall - thanks for having Liam. He saved you.

Dear Fred:
I love you like a lot a lot.
Good thing too because you're expensive and smelly.

Dear Besties:
I miss you girls. Please come visit.

Dear Mom:
will you make ham and yummy potatoes while I'm home in June?
Please please please??
I'd make them but you know they wouldn't turn out the same.


Monday, April 5, 2010


It seems ridiculous that I am so tired. Did I say tired? I meant exhausted.

This new job is kicking my booty. I love it. Well, I love working there but I don't love how my feet are reacting. You'd think they'd been stuck under a desk for over 2 years or something.

Please bless they figure out that standing and walking on them (in cute, not-always-comfortable shoes) for 5+ hours straight is the cool thing to do.

I worked eight hours on Saturday and then we had to go to Walmart to grab the ingredients for our Easter dinner and I was almost in tears being forced to walk around. The bottoms of my feet killed! Not to mention the blisters (Ragnar 2009 didn't even produce this many blisters).

I should be allowed to grab a motorized cart.

Like I said. Ridiculous.

in other catch up news:
  • Fred has 2 weeks left of his semester and then he gets a big ol' break. I don't.
  • Fred got a job (halle-freaking-luah)
  • I opted to not pay the $500 for an MRI on my foot - we'll see what other options I have (but working on my feet nonstop isn't really helping...)
  • Sadly, I had to drop out of 2010 Ragnar due to the same foot issues
  • I want a mini vacay