Can I Just Say...

I hate shoes that fart! If you've ever owned a pair, you know what I'm talking about. We have a volunteer receptionist that is up there in years that "passes gas" when she walks and the shoes I'm wearing today make me feel like her. The easy answer would be to stop wearing the shoes, but the are really comfortable. That's really all I have this topic.

Lost

I have always had a pretty good sense of direction. I don’t get lost too easily – and when I do, I usually find my way back pretty quick. Not last night.

I was a Bible study at a friend’s house who lives in The Village. As I was leaving his house, I made the mistake of checking my voicemail on my phone. Instead of turning around in his driveway and going back the way I came, I opted to just go around the block. BIG mistake. I was so distracted by the message on my voicemail that I wasn’t paying enough attention to where I was going. I spent the next 15-20 minutes trying to get out of The Village.

Since it was dark and cloudy, I had no idea what direction I was going. I think I went past the same school at least three times. All I needed to do was find May Avenue or Hefner Road and I was golden. Could not find either of them to save my life. I was starting to panic that I might spend the rest of the night trapped in The Village. I couldn’t even find my way back from where I had been to try and back track. I would find streets that I would recognize as having direct access to one of those major streets, but I guess since I was turned around, I was going the wrong direction because I would end up no where.

Finally, I saw several cars pass by up ahead and decided to head that direction. It appeared to be a multi-lane road, so that was a good thing. Sure enough, I found myself on Hefner Road, FAAAARRR from where I started, but that was okay because I knew how to get to where I needed to go from there.

After last night’s experience, I’m thinking that at the very least, I need to invest in a compass!

Hmmm...

I have to take an iron suppliment and recently ran out and had to go get a new bottle. I noticed this morning on the box a banner with the following statement "New easy to carry bottle." I'm confused. 1) I can't really tell there is any difference in the bottle than in the ones I have purchased in the past; 2) it's a bottle of 40 caplets...it's never been a big bottle (easily fits in my purse); 3) their not heavy in the least. What in the world ever made the bottle hard to carry? I could understand if it said "new easy to open bottle" but "easy to carry?" I think I might have to mail this one to Jay Leno because I don't get it.

Happy Birthday, Zaine

My favorite little man turned 1 yesterday. I guess he had cake three times over the weekend and has come to be quite a fan of cake. I do have a bone to pick with whoever it was that bought him a John Deer! Green...YUCK! =o)

Why is it...

Why is it when you taste something bad that you thought would taste good, you still keep going back and tasting it, some how thinking it will get better. Or maybe I’m the only one that does that.

Today I ran by Sonic and ordered a peach ice tea. I had debated the Sonic run thinking that I would just get a Diet Coke out of the machine at work, but I really needed to break a $20 and Peach Ice Tea just sounded good. And I’ve ordered Peach Tea from Sonic in the past and always liked it – but today, it is just down right NASTY (by the way, I’m starting to realize that “nasty” is the word of the week – I’ve used it a lot in several different contexts.) I’ve been trying to figure out what exactly was wrong with it and I’ve come to this conclusion…they used 10 times the legal limit of artificial sweetener. I’m not opposed to artificial sweetener (as earlier noted, I am a diet soda drinker), but this is way too much. It’s like dumping 10 packets of NutraSweet or Sweet & Low directly into your mouth. Such a disappointment when I was so looking forward to this beverage. But I still keep taking a sip of it, thinking that it will somehow get better. That maybe the ice will melt and balance out the artificial sweetness. Blaahack!

Watch Out Extreme Make-Over (Okay, So Maybe Not)

Okay, I've added another "skill" to my repertoire. This weekend I FINALLY replaced the floor in my living room. We started at 2 p.m. Friday and finished around 3 p.m. Sunday. Of course we did take time to sleep and occasionally eat...but not much. We worked HARD. I have not been that tired in a long time. I didn't do too bad. I'm sure a professional could have done it better, but my mistakes will be easy to hide. I managed to only smash my finger 3 times (but it was 3 times in a row). I didn't cut any fingers off, and I only made one major boo boo cutting, but it wasn't significant. And it took EXACTLY 16 boxes with very little waste at the end. I still need to get the baseboards up and do some trim work before it's completely finished. I don't see myself quitting my day job anytime soon to do this for a living. I'm glad I did it because I feel a great deal of accomplishment, BUT it was so much work that it will be a while before I'll want to take on another task like that. Next major project (minus painting) will be tile...but it will be a long while before that happens.

Anyway, the pictures are the "before," "during," and "ALMOST after."

It's Time to GO!!!

I'm doing something this year I've never done before...I'm following American Idol from beginning to end (man, I bet you were expecting something more prophetic than that, weren't you?)

I think there are some good contenders this year. Several I would like to do well, but at this point, I really want Melinda Doolittle to do well. I think I just love how timid she was from the very beginning and how humble she still is and I love watching her start to realize that she is GOOD!!! But this isn't what this post is about.

The real issue today is Antonella Barba. She has GOT TO GO!!! I was kind of rooting for her in the beginning because she seemed to be in the shadow of her very obnoxious best friend and I wanted to see her make it and her watch her friend get a dose of reality. But really. The girl isn't that good. She's "high school talent show" good, but not American Idol good. Last week I was mad to see that she didn't get sent home. She sounded awful. And I think the judges were too because they kept saying "this is a singing competition."

There are a lot of reasons why she probably hasn't been voted off...but it's not because she can sing. She's had her 15 minutes, she has enough scandal surrounding her to give her a ticket into the Paris Hilton crowd...so give it to her because that's where she's going to end up eventually anyway. Fame for who you are and not because of what you do annoys me.

So that's it. Just had to share my opinion with people who probably don't care. But that's fine. It's my blog. =0)

Sleeping Booty

Every heard of Sleeping Booty? She was hurt by the MEEEAN Queen, but the prince came and woke her up. Hear I always thought Sleeping Booty was what happened when I sat too long, but according to a co-worker’s daughter, she was a princess.

I Don't Think So!!!

I got an email from one of those cutesy home decor places today and normally I delete it, but they had these metal garden daisy's that I thought would be fun for my flower bed. As I was searching their site, I found this item. HELLO! I am not buying anything to put in my yard that welcomes racoons. I had a hard enough time getting them to leave. I don't want to give them the idea that they have an open invitation to return!!!

Thought for the Day

I took a CPR “Friends and Family” course this morning. Basically it teaches you the CPR without the testing (so you’re not certified). It also teaches you how to use a defibrillator (AED). Anyway, this thought crossed my mind today during my training…why do I always find myself getting lip action from dummies? That’s it. Have a nice day.