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It seems like I have to either take a picture or I receive a picture every day with my cell phone. Hell, my phone has a tag line of Take A Picture!(Not anymore with my BB) Some are quite interesting(at least to myself) and I thought I'd share them along with their stories whenever possible.
I mean flashing your headlights. Why do people flash their headlights at you?
My first thought is they are notifying you that a headlight is out. My second is that they are notifying you that a cop lies ahead. My third thought is they are just being rude and want to flash them at all the more people they can.
So in a week, the first time I get flashed I pull into my driveway and check my lights. They are both a-okay. 100% good. Then the second time, within a week, I look for a cop. Nuthin, nada, zilch. Maybe now my lights are out. Nope, still working 2 beams. So the 3rd time in a week that I get flashed, I curse humanity and it's insane ways of working.
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Today, it was the latter. I stand by my decision though. I could've sought input from others but I wanted to move on. When I've waited it just seems less pertinent and/or usually more complicated.
My second guessing usually comes into play when I want to research. Either to be more knowledgeable or be covered legally. In todays age I worry a lot about legal issues. But it also occurs when I'm out eating. I waver between menu choices constantly. I most definitely have entree envy about 85% of the time when I go out.
At the age of 30 I've started to realize I cannot wait and inquire of others opinions. I need to make the best informed decision I can. In the end there is just myself and my mind with my decisions. If I can't trust me then I'm in a world of hurt. Or maybe I could just order 2 entrees?
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For now I'll just have to hope that ya'll will fill in my blanks and create stories for me.
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I've always been one to dream wildly. My worst dream that I had many of times was the spiders dropping off the ceiling. I'm sure my fear of spiders stems from that dream. I've also had one where I'm riding a water slide and it just drops off into nothing and I keep falling until I wake up.
Obviously neither of those things ever happened. *knocks on wood*
I do feel strange senses of deja vu quite often and I generally contribute that to dreams. Of course the rational part of me, which is generally the biggest part of me, says that I'm stretching both reality and the dream and falsifying a connection that is at best thin to begin with.
So life goes on.
Doesn't mean I can't keep dreaming though.
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It's'a very touching story. My favorite part is when I, I mean the pig, tells another that they have a beautiful bottom.
Moral of the story-our moods are infectious so be happy!
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My alarm went off and I snoozed it for an hour, cursing the loss of an hour. I knew springing forward would be bad but I was hoping to still make my goal. Then to make matters worse when it went off again I snoozed it for another hour. Goodbye shower! Hello oil!
My hair gets oily when I don't shower. So if you see me around please don't ever ask what product I'm using because it's more likely just natural oils from me not showering. Which will make me feel all self conscious about not showering and I'll vow to never go without a shower again but in, not joking, 2 days I'll be back to not showering. It's a vicious dirty, oily cycle.
Bright side alert! I made it into work. And I ate. Hmmmmm...I love eating. Nothing keeps me from eating and I'm living proof of that. After my second helping of work, you thought I was going to say food didn't you?! You know me too well! But this time it was work.
After my second helping of work I made it shopping and while shopping I realize that I gained an hour of daylight. For because of the time change the sun would disappear about 7:30pm instead of 6:30pm. I look at my watch, it reads 5:23pm. I rush to check out but get home and find that my mom has delivered as promised. Baked ham, mashed potatoes and gravy await me. I sigh and make me a plate.
But I didn't give up on my goal! I made a smaller than normal plate and said to myself, "I'll eat small and still run!! I can get in a good hour still!!" After my plate I helped myself to a second helping. Yes, this time it was food. I love the salty sweet gravy the ham juice makes and I'll be damned if resisting it isn't the most hardest thing anyone can ever have to endure. That's how we can get terrorists to crack, I promise it's foolproof.
As I go to my room with my very very satisfied belly I still think I'm going running. I change into my clothes and realize that I skipped shaving last week but still ran because I figure it was hardly noticeable. Plus, if someone is looking at my legs when running then I probably want you to be repelled by me, so it was win-win. But I also never found the time to perform the task during the week so my legs are starting to get real bad. But still I said to myself "forge on ahead and know that you are one dedicated runner. Nothing stops me!!"
I throw on my clothes, shoes, grab my ipod and car keys and I'm out the door. I'm in my car and I get to the trail head at 7:07pm. I figure I can get an hour still. The sunlight is on my side and is sticking around. I tie my shoes and realize that the pants I wore have no pockets. Conundrum alert! Where am I going to put my car key? Why are the odds trying to make it impossible to run? Why didn't I grab my jacket because it's starting to get cold and I've only been out of my car for 5 minutes.
I walk towards a pole on the trail head and lay my key next to it and cover it the best I can with weeds. Weeds because that is what grows down there. I start running, but I'm cold and really wish I had grabbed my jacket. I start thinking running will kick in and the temp will be tolerable, 10 minutes pass and I'm not getting any warmer. I mix up my running plan hoping that speed will make me warmer. It doesn't and the speed I kicked in is really messing with my breathing. I decide to turn back around and I look at my watch and I've been going for 20 minutes.
Not bad, I say. In all I ended up running 45 very cold minutes. Which isn't really that much away from an hour. Achievement alert! Granted it wasn't in the order I wanted originally when my alarm went off at 7:45am but I still got it all in.
I, for one, love the time change.
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I threw that in because I just got a text from her about the site.
Back to 2009-what I would categorize as my most memorable moment would probably be my MUSE concert. The excitement leading up to it is still just as strong for my April MUSE concert. I already blogged about the night so I won't spend forever going into it. One thing I did forget to mention was they had a big screen that they would display texts on in between the artists. My sis sent one in for me that said "Mary, it's MUSE!!" Oh the excitement. I hear they're to play Mandalay Bay on April 10th, 5 days after the SLC concert. Hmmmm......
I went to my 1st midnight movie premiere. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Oh wait...I'm lying. It was Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. Both were long, very loooonngg. But only the latter wasn't worth it. Of course the latter was the movie I saw twice. It was good-just long. Harry Potter was great, when wouldn't it be?
I also didn't file my taxes on time. I thought I had mailed them. Pretty 100% sure I had. I was totally blaming our mailman. So I called and re filed, got my moneys and all was good. Then I cleaned. And then I found my tax returns. Oops! My bad. Well it only would've been bad if I needed to pay.
No vacations this year. Why? Not sure. Hopefully I can take one this year. I am turning the big 3-0 so maybe that requires a grandeur trip. I'm dreaming of something.
Other 2009 favorites:
TV Channel: USA and HGTV. Great, grrreat shows.
Ragnar Relay: Wasatch Back.
Movies: New Moon, Star Trek, The Hangover, Julie & Julia, Taken and Angels & Demons.
Magazines/Books: Cooks Country and Illustrated, Racheal Ray, EW
I figure I don't need to tell you what my favorite music was, it's quite obvious. Other music I enjoyed hearing is anything Snow Patrol. Some Lady Gaga. And a Calvin Harris song that rivals Sir Mix-a-lot's ode to women.
That's 2009 folks.
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