I'm not dead, I'm just on vacation (please see previous post regarding when I update my blog). Since I have taken up temporary residence at my parents' house for the holidays, I've found other activities to partake in that do not involve a computer: like MarioKart. Best. Christmas. Present. Ever. (P.S. I'm not a "gamer" by any means -- my brother received a Nintendo 64 for Christmas as we enjoy the "classic" family games.)
So until I get around to actually using this thing in my head called a brain, do not fear my absence.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
My (un)Favorite Things
10. Spiders of any shape and size. I don't care if they're small, non-poisonous, or covered in chocolate -- I hate them. Period.
9. Clowns, china dolls, puppets, etc. I do not understand why a grotesque representation of a human would be entertaining, nonetheless enjoyable.
8. University of Michigan football. Buckeyes rule - end of story.
7. Seattle's Best Coffee. It's not the best. Not even close.
6. Pink. Not the artist, the color.
5. Drama. From high school cat fights to whispered office gossip -- I hate the "he said/she said" and try to avoid it at all times.
4. Tapered leg jeans and white gym shoes. Only Zach Morris can pull off this look, so please don't try.
3. Non-Chicago drivers. I swear, if I have to yell, "Pull out into the intersection at a green light!" one more time, heads will roll in Bourbonnais.
2. Excessive alcohol abuse. I have zero tolerance for drunkenness -- not only do you look like an idiot, but you're killing yourself in the process. And for what purpose? To be "cool?" Sorry - I think getting drunk is the number one sign of immaturity.
1. Throwing up. I don't think anyone (less my sister) hates throwing up more than I do. I will go to great lengths to avoid the sight, smell, or thought of it. And with the bug going around, you can only imagine my heightened sense of awareness (ergo the one gallon jug of antioxidant grape juice in my fridge).
9. Clowns, china dolls, puppets, etc. I do not understand why a grotesque representation of a human would be entertaining, nonetheless enjoyable.
8. University of Michigan football. Buckeyes rule - end of story.
7. Seattle's Best Coffee. It's not the best. Not even close.
6. Pink. Not the artist, the color.
5. Drama. From high school cat fights to whispered office gossip -- I hate the "he said/she said" and try to avoid it at all times.
4. Tapered leg jeans and white gym shoes. Only Zach Morris can pull off this look, so please don't try.
3. Non-Chicago drivers. I swear, if I have to yell, "Pull out into the intersection at a green light!" one more time, heads will roll in Bourbonnais.
2. Excessive alcohol abuse. I have zero tolerance for drunkenness -- not only do you look like an idiot, but you're killing yourself in the process. And for what purpose? To be "cool?" Sorry - I think getting drunk is the number one sign of immaturity.
1. Throwing up. I don't think anyone (less my sister) hates throwing up more than I do. I will go to great lengths to avoid the sight, smell, or thought of it. And with the bug going around, you can only imagine my heightened sense of awareness (ergo the one gallon jug of antioxidant grape juice in my fridge).
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Somewhat Short and Slightly Sweet
It's no secret. I LOVE lists: Top 10 Lists, grocery lists, Christmas lists, song lists, to-do lists, "I'm-so-far-behind-in-my-wedding-planning" lists...give me a pen and some bullet points and I'm a happy girl. This being said, here is a list of recent life happenings (in no particular order):
1. I decided to throw Billy a surprise birthday party. This is his first birthday party ever and my first time planning a surprise party. Results are pending...
2. Yet another one of Illinois' governors has been arrested. Never before have I been so proud to call "Crook County" home.
3. Yes, I do update my blog at work and no I do not feel guilty about it.
4. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly I can blow through $500. And what do I have to show for it? Car insurance, heat, water, and a pork roast. Merry Christmas.
5. I had a dream last night that I made out with John Malkovich. I'm afraid to ever shut my eyes again. *shudders*
6. I have no shame admitting that I am ditching a work Christmas party to watch the live season finale of "The Biggest Loser."
7. I also have no shame in rotating ornaments in various annual Christmas ornament exchanges.
8. My fiance was late for dinner the other day because he had a "runner" as he was leaving work. Two hours and a lost shoe later, he caught the guy hiding in the woods. This is my (future) life as a juvenile-delinquent case worker's wife.
9. I refuse to associate myself with anything even remotely related to the Twilight series.
10. Did you know that I never have to watch and/or read the news? My coworker provides up-to-the-minute updates on the governor's charges, the spiraling economy, and the dog who pulled its owner out of a burning truck in Iowa.
11. My house has a million Christmas decorations in it, but my desk only has one sad little snow globe and a Christmas peppermint nougat. Bah Humbug!
12. Odd numbers scare me so this is my last post.
1. I decided to throw Billy a surprise birthday party. This is his first birthday party ever and my first time planning a surprise party. Results are pending...
2. Yet another one of Illinois' governors has been arrested. Never before have I been so proud to call "Crook County" home.
3. Yes, I do update my blog at work and no I do not feel guilty about it.
4. It never ceases to amaze me how quickly I can blow through $500. And what do I have to show for it? Car insurance, heat, water, and a pork roast. Merry Christmas.
5. I had a dream last night that I made out with John Malkovich. I'm afraid to ever shut my eyes again. *shudders*
6. I have no shame admitting that I am ditching a work Christmas party to watch the live season finale of "The Biggest Loser."
7. I also have no shame in rotating ornaments in various annual Christmas ornament exchanges.
8. My fiance was late for dinner the other day because he had a "runner" as he was leaving work. Two hours and a lost shoe later, he caught the guy hiding in the woods. This is my (future) life as a juvenile-delinquent case worker's wife.
9. I refuse to associate myself with anything even remotely related to the Twilight series.
10. Did you know that I never have to watch and/or read the news? My coworker provides up-to-the-minute updates on the governor's charges, the spiraling economy, and the dog who pulled its owner out of a burning truck in Iowa.
11. My house has a million Christmas decorations in it, but my desk only has one sad little snow globe and a Christmas peppermint nougat. Bah Humbug!
12. Odd numbers scare me so this is my last post.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year
Let me just put this out there: I am a bonafide Christmas-aholic (and yes, I also make up my own words). I have exhibited enough restraint to wait until after Thanksgiving to put up my Christmas decorations, but since then I've wasted no time in getting my house into the Christmas spirit. Last night I tallied the various Christmas trinkets sprawled throughout my modest two-bedroom duplex. The results?
1 - 6'5 foot Christmas tree
2 - 3' Christmas trees (forthcoming)
1 - 6" Christmas tree
10 - Christmas candles
6 - stockings
200 - colored Christmas lights (indoor)
200 - white Christmas lights (outdoor)
1 - Christmas wreath
1- Christmas afghan
1 - Christmas throw
4 - snowman place mats
4 - stuffed snowmen
165 - Christmas songs on my iPod
1 - menorah (forthcoming)
4 - Christmas mugs
2 - manger scenes
And that's all just in the living room.
To some (particularly my Scrooge of a fiance), this may bit a tad excessive. Little does he know that my 3 measly boxes pale in comparison to the 10 extra-large Rubbermaid bins my mom uses to store all of her Christmas stuff. To me, there's nothing better than snuggling under a warm Christmas afghan (or two), basking in the glow (or in my case, the floodlight) of the Christmas tree, drinking a warm cup of tea out of a Christmas mug (in my case, one that sings "Jingle Bells" every time you sip), and watching the captivating flicker (again in my case, the bonfire) of Christmas candles. Ah yes....'tis the season indeed!
1 - 6'5 foot Christmas tree
2 - 3' Christmas trees (forthcoming)
1 - 6" Christmas tree
10 - Christmas candles
6 - stockings
200 - colored Christmas lights (indoor)
200 - white Christmas lights (outdoor)
1 - Christmas wreath
1- Christmas afghan
1 - Christmas throw
4 - snowman place mats
4 - stuffed snowmen
165 - Christmas songs on my iPod
1 - menorah (forthcoming)
4 - Christmas mugs
2 - manger scenes
And that's all just in the living room.
To some (particularly my Scrooge of a fiance), this may bit a tad excessive. Little does he know that my 3 measly boxes pale in comparison to the 10 extra-large Rubbermaid bins my mom uses to store all of her Christmas stuff. To me, there's nothing better than snuggling under a warm Christmas afghan (or two), basking in the glow (or in my case, the floodlight) of the Christmas tree, drinking a warm cup of tea out of a Christmas mug (in my case, one that sings "Jingle Bells" every time you sip), and watching the captivating flicker (again in my case, the bonfire) of Christmas candles. Ah yes....'tis the season indeed!
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