Monday, December 29, 2008

O'Hare airport three times

So yesterday we go to drop Nikki off at the airport and then we drove home. But she missed her flight, so we drove back and then drove home again. Then this morning, we drove her there again and came back again.

Intense.

But what this really is about is that part in Love Actually is true. Everything at the airport, whether you're dropping people off or picking people up, involves love.

And I got really sappy about it this morning. I just thought everyone should know.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Can our mixed babies be friends with each other?

I already separately asked Steph that, but you know. I will continue to ask until it actually happens.

So Christmas came and went and I was super sad. I haven't updated because I've been busy not being on the computer and it is such a blessing to not be on the computer. I hate that we have become some computer dependent, especially for things like communicating or making plans. Helloooooooooooo. We all have cell phones. (Seriously, I don't think I know anyone who doesn't have a cell phone. My 8 year old brother has one.)

Anywho, I have been having a fabulous time. I thought for sure last week when I felt things weren't going my way, I was going to be crying all the time. Not so. I just breathed deeply a lot and everything was fine. And it worked out fabulously. Seriously.

this was a good year for buying gifts this year for people, especially my mother. We got her a microwave cause she wanted one and we also made her a picture frame and put some of her favorite pictures of us in it. She cried, obvi and sometimes I look at my mom and just hope that I love my kids that much. I'm sure I will, it's just nice to have someone always love you.

Uhm, what else? Cookie orgy was small this year, but still fun. I was exhausted cause I had to workt hat day. Christmas eve was fun, played Apples to Apples Jr. with my little cousins (a gift I also picked out) and my cousin Justice just kept saying "I LOVE this game" over and over. Very good. I'm glad that we got them an educational game to keep them entertained. Although, my dad bought them a Wii, so they probably won't play Apples to Apples that often. Christmas was also very good, I got A LOT of clothes and cookbooks! My fav. And had fun with my family.

We went to Claim Jumper for dinner on Friday night with Shirley and Chris (aka my favorite married couple aka the only married couple that I'm friends with). It was pretty exciting and DELICIOUS as per usual. Maybe I got a little crazy, drank 3 drinks at dinner. Whatever. One was for dessert. Then we went to Bogart's, which was effing hilarious. I was expecting an old people's bar and walked in and they were playing "Low." So, so wrong. There were soooooo many people from high school and Paul set it all up so props to him and hope that the blasian is still alive. Last night we did a power hour. I only did half, if only because all I had for dinner was a smoothie and cheese fries. I have the not hungry disease again, but at least I know why I have it. Oh, but I also didn't want to be embarrassing, which I tend to do.

I have one christmas present left and I am too excited to get it. I know what it is, Veronica Mars Season 3. YES. Michael is getting it for me, but I won't tell him what I'm getting him. I know, I'm the best friend ever.

But owning Veronica Mars Season 3 will come in handy for when a week and a half from now I stay in my house and go into a emotion coma and just watch all three seasons of Veronica Mars.
Or the bootleg Wonder Years dvds I got.
Yeah. You know you want to watch them.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Baby It's Freezing Outside...

It's freezing out. Literally. But also. I am trying to be happy.
BECAUSE IT'S THE SEASON TO BE HAPPY.


right right right
i have to work the next two days, hit me in the face now

Baby It's Cold Outside

It's freezing out. Literally. But also. I am trying to be happy.
BECAUSE IT'S THE SEASON TO BE HAPPY.


right right right
i have to work the next two days, hit me in the face now

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Baby It's Cold Outside

So I just got home at 9. You ask, was I working late? No. Was I in a car accident? No. But I was actually stuck in traffic for four and a half hours. I feel like I might die. What really sucks about it is that I only have an hour and a half of time to myself, relaxing before I have to pass out so that I can wake up tomorrow and drive to work again.
Le sigh. At least tomorrow I have stuff to look forward to. Like dinner with Alisha and Brian! And possibly bowling with CHC. I love CHC so I hope so.

Anywho, during my personal relaxation time (aka right now) I have uploaded pictures on facebook but I'm also watching that new dating show Momma's Boys. Idk why. I usually hate dating shows, I think people who go on dating shows looking for true love are strange and I feel as if I don't appreciate them. Anyway, the mothers are on here trying to help their sons find a woman, blah blah blah and the mothers made videos about what kind of woman they want for their sons. And the one woman THE ONE WOMAN in her video said that she said she does not want a black woman, a jewish woman, a fat woman, a tall woman or an asian woman for her son. How ridiculous. Part of me wishes, HOPES that this woman is just doing this to cause drama on television but I think part of me also makes me know that it is probably not true. Anyway. Things like this make me sad, you know. Cause of my life. Aka it's a sad constant worry all the time. But also, this woman gets her comuppance cause her son sure is making out with a black woman in the preview
BOGUS

anyway. i have to go to sleep in like fifteen minutes. Which sucks. I hate this week until tomorrow.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Oh Billy

I was going to make a post about how nice it is that Chipotle is getting in on trying to become environmentally sustainable and just sustainable in general and about how I'm reading Animal, Vegetable, Miracle or even, how excited I am for Friday when everyone is coming back and how I've been working out so I can try to be slim and trim for make-out sessions or even how I'm sad that in a week and two days I won't be able to listen to Christmas music anymore and then this happened:

The most ridiculous thing to happen to me today

honestly. just go 2 minutes into it. and then laugh hysterically

Sunday, December 14, 2008

My Body Stay Vicious I be Up in the Gym Just Working on My Fitness

She's my witness...ooooooooo weeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Anyway, so I went and worked out today. Which is not anything new, I LOVE working out. Seriously, I think it's some inherent fatal flaw or something. In any case, as many of us know, I also LOVE dancing. Naturally, I dance and work out at the same time. So today, I was on the elliptical and I was dancing and BOOM I knocked my iPod down. There were guys walking by at the time and they saw and made fun of me and then I was embarrassed. But then I started thinking, why? Why am I embarrassed? Why should I be? I'm working out, I'm trying to burn as many calories as possible which means that dancing and doing the elliptical at the same time is ok. Also, those guys were 16 or 17 and I'm grown. Like, I shouldn't be worried about what people a.) I don't know and b.) younger than me think about myself.

But this led me to wonder about why everyone is embarrassed when working out. Maybe not everyone is, but I think there are a high amount of people who are embarrassed. For instance, in college I didn't go work out when I knew that the sports teams were going to be in the gym becuase I didn't want them to see me. Why? I mean, that one kind of makes sense because my school was so small and I saw someone I knew everytime I was in there. But I think that working out is one of those personal things that is just kind of awkward. For instance, you're using and moving your body in a way that people don't usually see it move, in clothes you don't usually wear and you're sweating. None of these sound particularly attractive, so I guess this embarrassment makes complete and total sense.

It's still effing weird though.