Friday, February 26, 2010

Changin' It Up

A fun thing I just thought in my head:

"If you didn't want my two cents, why'd you ask for a nickel?"

That's just me: easily amused & delightfully confused.

Happy Friday, y'all!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Shake It Up, Baby.

I'm not a protein shake drinker...unless it's on sale for $3 a case at Wal-Mart.

And I must encourage you to do the same because this stuff tastes delectable. I drank it around 3:50pm so I would have time to digest before my work-out. I had a great work-out and wasn't hungry until about 8pm.

Mmmmhmmmmm strawberry berry good!

One Woman Kind of Man

This was the title of the book a man was reading on the EL this morning.

Some passages were highlighted (in pink).

I couldn't help but think...should a man really have to read a whole novel about how to be faithful to one woman?

* Author's note: I realize there are all sorts of people out there and I do not wish to condemn those with issues of their own. But as an observation I made of this man, it was just weird. And made me sad.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Oh Boy.

Move over, Tom Skilling.

You've got competition.

Now, if only Chicago would have similar storms just so we could have this man tell us that our "paralyzing, cripplin' RECORD BREAKING STORM COOOMES TOOOODAAAAAAY!"

Maybe he ate the yellow snow?

Note of Non-Importance

As I sit here working from home, sitting on my sofa...I just watched the women's 15K cross country skiing race and I feel exhausted, having just watched them.

PLUS it was a photo finish!

Talk about not breathing for like four minutes!

Sheesh. Oh to be an Olympic athlete...

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Pessimist in Aisle 4

I really and truly dislike grocery shopping and tend to make it my goal to get in & out of that store as fast as I can.

Tonight, in the checkout line, I was behind two girls who were obviously good friends, each buying the same type of bottle of wine, but purchasing them separately.

For whatever reason, this struck a chord with the guy standing behind me, Mr. Not-So-Patient-And-Must-Tell-Everyone-About-His-Impatience.

As the cashier was ringing up my (very healthy) items and the two friends had paid and were out of earshot, Mr. Big Shot looked me in the eye and said, "Did that really just happen?"

I was confused. Flustered, I pulled my wallet out of my purse and said, "Did what just happen?" Then he went on to declare how it was ridiculous that each girl paid for the same bottle of wine separately. Then added, "How lazy of them!" I was even more confused and wasn't sure how to respond because really? That bothered him? I opted to simply say, "To each their own," with a half-smile. He harumphed and I put on my gloves and carried my two bags out the door.

I had a spring in my step because I realized that that poor guy must get flustered over many little things - and little things, if anything, are not the things to worry about. They are the things to appreciate and accept and be thankful they happened.

And So It Begins.

As all those Roman Catholics well know, yesterday was Ash Wednesday, also known as the start of Lent.

Other than all the religious stuff it symbolizes, the main thing everyone knows is that it's also the start of "giving something up" for 40 days to show the Big Guy you too can sacrifice.

Last year, I thought I went bold giving up beer & liquor (although I admit I added a clause for St. Patrick's Day). Now, I don't drink beer anymore because my stomach and it don't quite agree, which is fine by me (rhyme!).

This year, I'm going bolder. If you know me, you know I am my father's daughter and with that comes his enormous sweet tooth. I eat a lot of sweets. A LOT.

How Floyd (a la Jim Carrey) likes her, that's how I feel about sweets. Creepy? Whatever. Sweets qualify as: candy, chocolate, anything dessert-like that is only necessary to add to the happiness of life. My time on the treadmill is often devoted to how much cake I've eaten, which I admit, isn't the best thing in the world. SO Lent 2010: I'm just sayin' no (to sweets).

I'm excited about the challenge that lays before me. Now just don't go laying any Hershey Kisses before me.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Smash whose mouth?


Back-to-back blog posts about lyrics? Is this okay in the web log world?

I am about to make it a-okay.

Y'all remember Smash Mouth? Well they had that hit "All Star" years ago and today, I decided to revisit it (probably should not have made that knowledge public).

No real news there - still annoying and still catchy, but one interesting tid-bit I did learn? A gem of a lyric hidden by an annoying song:

My world's on fire - how about yours.

That's the way I like it and I never get bored

Anywho, that's all I really wanted to share for now. On with your day.

*Note: That "y'all" was dedicated to brother Mark in honor of his North Carolinian nature these days.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

More Lady, Please.

Music creates a soundtrack for your life.

Lyrics? I always want more. They are like a drug to me.

I'm a huge country fan and my favorite group these days is Lady Antebellum. Absolutely LOVE them. I cannot remember the first song of theirs I heard and thought, "Yes, you will provide answers for me."

The song I'm digging these days (well, pretty much all of them except "Stars Tonight" - which is too much like Rascall Flatts' "Me & My Band" - both equally lame, though catchy) is "Ready to Love Again."

There's no music video yet, but if you're a music fan, you don't need a video to recognize an amazing song.

So here I am: Ready to love Lady Antebellum again.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

You've Made Your Mark.

The SarcMark, that is.

Genius idea!

Punctuation to prove your sarcasm.

Enter: The SarcMark.

This is the lamest punctuation I've ever seen [insert SarcMark].

Granted, there is no way I'll be paying dollars to use this, but the idea is cool. In a few years, it'll be a part of the everyday keyboard. Until then, I'll enjoy from afar.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

I Challenge You To:

A day of no complaining.

Yesterday, I couldn't help but notice all the excitement via Facebook status updates regarding the show "Lost" and how it was "back!!!!!" last night.

I've actually never seen the show and don't really plan on starting (let's be honest: I'm addicted to enough shows as is). At first, I couldn't help but think what a priority mix-up we have as a society. That excited over ONE TV show? Then it got me thinking about the amount of complaining (as a society) we do...when really? Life is good, people. So go ahead and get excited about "Lost" being found on television again!

Fact: we cannot control others.
-- So why do you spend soooooo much time complaining about them? THEY ARE NOT GOING TO CHANGE. You control how you react to them. If you let them bug you, they win.

Fact: waking up each day is amazing.
-- Haiti just suffered the biggest disaster they've ever faced. Everyone's doing what they can to help (right?). I'm sorry you spilled on your shirt, but please get over it. Some people no longer have shirts.

Maybe I'm ranting, maybe it's been balled up inside of me for a while. With a new year should come a new outlook. Things really are never that bad. Please consider this.

Then consider Plato: "Be kind. For everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle."

I consider myself a positive person - probably positively annoying to some people - but I'm not going to change (see fact #1). The bright side is the only side I see - it's not my fault (thanks, Mom and Dad).

So please, just today, see if you can go without complaining. It'll be a challenge, but a challenge everyone should try to take.

So enjoy "Lost" in the company of dear friends. Laugh at things that shouldn't be as funny as they are, but because of who you're with, you can't help it. Close your eyes and breathe in the bitter cold air because it's the freshest.

Just enjoy.

(Photo Credit)

"All I ask is one thing - Please do not be cynical. I hate cynicism - for the record it's my least favorite quality, it doesn't lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you're kind, amazing things will happen. I'm telling you, amazing things will happen."

- Conan O'Brien

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

"You're Looking Kinda Fly Tonight, Girl"

Check it.

So the lights have randomly been shutting off in our office for the past week or so. For no apparent reason.

I don't mind it so much as it gives me an excuse to turn on my ultra-vintage lamp that I have on my desk.

Each time the lights randomly turn off, I sing this song in my head (circa junior high? I think):

Really - there's nothing hotter than a pale male with purposefully gelled hair in a sweet pleather jacket (or sick black overalls) throwing himself into a camera and crooning, "I ain't fooled by your thin disguise/I can see I'm getting through, babe/Girl, don't deny the way you feel/You know you gotta trust me."

I can't think of a single reason not to trust one of these lads when the lights do in fact go out. I also enjoy the choreographed bowling alley dance.

My Ideal Caffeination Station

The perfect solution to a snowy yet mild Groundhogs Day:

Now this is something I could get used to on repeat. Their coffee is delicious, affordable and so very Italian-chic. Not to mention their employees are always cheerful and pleasant - which, sadly, is hard to say for very many places these days.

* I think they capitalize the "A" in their logo because that's the grade most of their customers would give them.