They say practice makes perfect . . . but I'm not so sure. Here's me trying to juggle after 5 days ( although I didn't jusggle at all for the last 2).
In other news, my sister's and I are going to stand up at my brother and cadiz12's wedding! I always kid about being his best lady, but guess what people, it's happening. Oh boy is it happening!
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
Hibblediddledobooledeedaa
Today I woke up to a winter wonderland! I'm very excited, but also too lazy to get out of my nice warm bed.
I'd show you a picture, but it wouldn't do it justice. They never do. You have to be here, to experience the beauty of freshly fallen snow on the ground.
Last night I got this in the mail:
I sort of thought it was going to be made of gold. Sure shows how much they value my blood.
They called me the other day to beg me for more blood. Unfortunately, I had to turn them down because of my tattoo.
This one is for Syar:
It's prettier in person. I've always wanted a fake diamond.
Other than that, last night was positioning round in my bowling league. Which basically means it was important, especially because our team was in second place, so we played the first place team.
I'd like to say that I had the best three games of my life, but that would be a lie. I couldn't seem to get it together. The finger holes in my ball were ice cold, or maybe it was my hands . . . I'm not sure, but it was making it hard to grip the ball.
I tried everything. The only thing that helped a little bit was a couple of beers*.
Needless to say, we lost . . . all 4 games. So now we're probably in 3rd or 4th place because the 3rd and 4th place team we're only a game behind us. Does any of that make sense to you non-bowlers?
Oh, and today I got some pistachio nuts ( hands off dad), and some mint lifesavers. The note that came with them said "Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't". I was relieved to find that they were not a mounds bar or an almond joy, as I think those are disgusting.
But no more bowling for 2 weeks. So I better get down to the lanes and figure out what the F*** (sorry, I'm really frustrated about it) I'm doing wrong. Who wants to go bowling in Ventura or SD? . . . Beast? . . .Beasts husband?. . . Dad?. . . Brother? . . . ANYBODY?!
* I don't really like beer . . . at all . . . but I'll drink it. Besides, it was Blue Moon, which is better than a lot of other beers.
I'd show you a picture, but it wouldn't do it justice. They never do. You have to be here, to experience the beauty of freshly fallen snow on the ground.
Last night I got this in the mail:
I sort of thought it was going to be made of gold. Sure shows how much they value my blood.
They called me the other day to beg me for more blood. Unfortunately, I had to turn them down because of my tattoo.
This one is for Syar:
It's prettier in person. I've always wanted a fake diamond.
Other than that, last night was positioning round in my bowling league. Which basically means it was important, especially because our team was in second place, so we played the first place team.
I'd like to say that I had the best three games of my life, but that would be a lie. I couldn't seem to get it together. The finger holes in my ball were ice cold, or maybe it was my hands . . . I'm not sure, but it was making it hard to grip the ball.
I tried everything. The only thing that helped a little bit was a couple of beers*.
Needless to say, we lost . . . all 4 games. So now we're probably in 3rd or 4th place because the 3rd and 4th place team we're only a game behind us. Does any of that make sense to you non-bowlers?
Oh, and today I got some pistachio nuts ( hands off dad), and some mint lifesavers. The note that came with them said "Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don't". I was relieved to find that they were not a mounds bar or an almond joy, as I think those are disgusting.
But no more bowling for 2 weeks. So I better get down to the lanes and figure out what the F*** (sorry, I'm really frustrated about it) I'm doing wrong. Who wants to go bowling in Ventura or SD? . . . Beast? . . .Beasts husband?. . . Dad?. . . Brother? . . . ANYBODY?!
* I don't really like beer . . . at all . . . but I'll drink it. Besides, it was Blue Moon, which is better than a lot of other beers.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
What Happened.
Whoever said " You are going to regret saying that" in the comment form of my blog, on the last day of NaBloPoMo, after I told everyone I would continue posting until the 24th, was right. I don't know what happened . . . scratch that, yes I do.
I believe it all started on a Wednesday. I got a fake diamond and some handmade snowflakes that day. All of which I really enjoyed. Then I went to work.
When I got home from work, extreme laziness ensued.
Before I knew it, it was 10 o'clock at night. I went to the gym. I came home, started my post in order to ensure the correct date at the top so I could fool you all and just finish it the next morning.
The next morning came, and I continued to put it off. "Nobody's reading this anyway", I assured myself, because after all, Syar was the only one commenting.
Another day went by, and I vowed to do a catch-up post, which would include all advent gifts to date. I even started it . . . took pictures and everything. Unfortunately, I quickly became dissatisfied with everything I was writing. None of it was any good.
After that I gave up. I knew I was a failure in everyone's eyes by now, and I accepted it.
And here we are, 7 days later. Now, I'm unable to even tell you what I got on what day, because the gifts have not been kept organized. All I can really say is that I look forward to opening them every morning.
I believe it all started on a Wednesday. I got a fake diamond and some handmade snowflakes that day. All of which I really enjoyed. Then I went to work.
When I got home from work, extreme laziness ensued.
Before I knew it, it was 10 o'clock at night. I went to the gym. I came home, started my post in order to ensure the correct date at the top so I could fool you all and just finish it the next morning.
The next morning came, and I continued to put it off. "Nobody's reading this anyway", I assured myself, because after all, Syar was the only one commenting.
Another day went by, and I vowed to do a catch-up post, which would include all advent gifts to date. I even started it . . . took pictures and everything. Unfortunately, I quickly became dissatisfied with everything I was writing. None of it was any good.
After that I gave up. I knew I was a failure in everyone's eyes by now, and I accepted it.
And here we are, 7 days later. Now, I'm unable to even tell you what I got on what day, because the gifts have not been kept organized. All I can really say is that I look forward to opening them every morning.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Day 7
Today I got some gum. Two packages of polar ice and one pack of cigarette bubble gum. Now, I can chew gum and look cool at the same time.
Seriously though, who came up with bubble gum cigarettes? And why did parents think they were okay to buy?
"Here kids, now you can practice looking like you smoke, so that when you're thirteen and trying to fit in, you won't look like an idiot . . . no, no, no, hold it like this, between your index finger and your middle finger. The way you were doing it is how you hold a joint . . . yeah, you're right, you should probably practice both ways. Now, while you're practicing, drink a bottle of coke at the same time, you can pretend it's beer."
I can't say that I didn't always want bubble gum cigarettes when I was a kid though, I thought they were pretty awesome actually. And that, my friends, is probably why I went on to smoke real cigarettes when I got older.
Point made.
P.S. Just to clarify, I no longer smoke.
Seriously though, who came up with bubble gum cigarettes? And why did parents think they were okay to buy?
"Here kids, now you can practice looking like you smoke, so that when you're thirteen and trying to fit in, you won't look like an idiot . . . no, no, no, hold it like this, between your index finger and your middle finger. The way you were doing it is how you hold a joint . . . yeah, you're right, you should probably practice both ways. Now, while you're practicing, drink a bottle of coke at the same time, you can pretend it's beer."
I can't say that I didn't always want bubble gum cigarettes when I was a kid though, I thought they were pretty awesome actually. And that, my friends, is probably why I went on to smoke real cigarettes when I got older.
Point made.
P.S. Just to clarify, I no longer smoke.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Day 6
Today I woke up to a dreaded phone call.
It was a bad start to my morning.
Work wasn't much better.
But at least I got to open a present.
Today I got a candle that smells like a Christmas tree. I haven't lit it yet, but I think I will right now.
We still haven't gotten a Christmas tree for the house, but one of my roommates is very eager to go get one. Unfortunately, our schedules constantly clash, and both of the roommates are busy studying for finals this week. So for now, just the candle will have to do.
The beast got it because when we were kids we never really had real trees, at least not for most of my childhood. My mom is allergic . . . or so she says. She's also allergic to cats, but god forbid she let me have Spencer. Anyway, that's why she got it for me.
Only 15 more days 'til I blow this popsicle stand and head down to Southern California. Sixty degree weather is sounding pretty sweet right now. Although I'm extremely disappointed that we haven't gotten very much snow here. I want to build a snowman damnit. I want to get a carrot and a top hat and some rocks and make the sweetest looking snowman on the block.
Patience is indeed a virtue.
It was a bad start to my morning.
Work wasn't much better.
But at least I got to open a present.
Today I got a candle that smells like a Christmas tree. I haven't lit it yet, but I think I will right now.
We still haven't gotten a Christmas tree for the house, but one of my roommates is very eager to go get one. Unfortunately, our schedules constantly clash, and both of the roommates are busy studying for finals this week. So for now, just the candle will have to do.
The beast got it because when we were kids we never really had real trees, at least not for most of my childhood. My mom is allergic . . . or so she says. She's also allergic to cats, but god forbid she let me have Spencer. Anyway, that's why she got it for me.
Only 15 more days 'til I blow this popsicle stand and head down to Southern California. Sixty degree weather is sounding pretty sweet right now. Although I'm extremely disappointed that we haven't gotten very much snow here. I want to build a snowman damnit. I want to get a carrot and a top hat and some rocks and make the sweetest looking snowman on the block.
Patience is indeed a virtue.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Day 5
It's Day 5 on the Advent Calendar and The Beast sent me some financial aid.
It's going to pick the winning lottery numbers for me . . . it's going to be a good Christmas.
It's going to pick the winning lottery numbers for me . . . it's going to be a good Christmas.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Day 4
Day 4 of the Advent calendar and I got a black Sharpie, and two pads of post-it notes. The note that came with it said I should use them to make my Christmas list, but since I already did that I decided to write this instead . . .
Friday, December 3, 2010
Joseph Arthur
Today's advent gift was a cd the Beast has been meaning to give me for a long time. A compilation of Joseph Arthur's music. I've been a fan of his since I heard his song "Honey and the Moon" back in 2003 (?) in the movie " An American Wedding". Stupid movie, great song.
I would put a picture of it on here, but it's in my car and it's cold outside. Besides, I'm pretty sure everyone knows what a cd looks like.
If only I could put music on here.
I've listened to some of it, and it's pretty good. Very depressing though, which is what the Beast likes.
I plan to listen to it a lot more when I drive home to Southern California for Christmas. It's an 8 to 10 hour drive.
ONLY 19 MORE DAYS UNTIL I LEAVE!
I would put a picture of it on here, but it's in my car and it's cold outside. Besides, I'm pretty sure everyone knows what a cd looks like.
If only I could put music on here.
I've listened to some of it, and it's pretty good. Very depressing though, which is what the Beast likes.
I plan to listen to it a lot more when I drive home to Southern California for Christmas. It's an 8 to 10 hour drive.
ONLY 19 MORE DAYS UNTIL I LEAVE!
Thursday, December 2, 2010
tiny containers
Tiny containers? What aren't they good for?
Today was day 2 for the Advent calendar. I got these:
I don't know what I'm going to use them for yet, but I think they're pretty cool.
Today was day 2 for the Advent calendar. I got these:
I don't know what I'm going to use them for yet, but I think they're pretty cool.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Oops
I know, I know. I promised pictures of all the advent gifts from the advent calendar an extremely intelligent beast made for me, but . . . the first one was candy, and you can't give me candy and expect me to wait long enough to take a picture of it before I eat it.
Luckily, I'm a good drawer. So to make up for it, I drew a picture of how I look when I'm all by myself and there's candy around.
(The amount of candy wrappers has been modified to save myself from further embarrassment.)
So now you know. Maybe instead of being a vegetarian, I'll become a candytarian.
Luckily, I'm a good drawer. So to make up for it, I drew a picture of how I look when I'm all by myself and there's candy around.
(The amount of candy wrappers has been modified to save myself from further embarrassment.)
So now you know. Maybe instead of being a vegetarian, I'll become a candytarian.
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