Make It Stop

I get random songs stuck in my head all the time.  And sometimes their annoying.  The whole time I was in Brazil, Copacabana was stuck in my head.  At least there was some rational about it.  I was in Brazil, the home of the Copacabana (actually saw it while I was there).

There is almost always some song stuck in my head.  Usually I know why (even if I can't get rid of it).  This time, I'm at a loss.

Since Thanksgiving, I have had this stuck in my head: "Dreidel, dreidel, dreidel.  I made you out of clay.  Dreidel, dreidel, dreidel..." and that is ALL I know of the song.  Its constant.  Its annoying.  And I have no idea how it ended up there.  I never sang it in school.  I did not grow up in communities where there was any sort of a Jewish population.  I had never even seen Hanukkah decorations in a store until I moved to OKC.  But at some point during my post Thanksgiving shopping, that song played somewhere in my earshot and it has been stuck in my head ever since.

Maybe I just need to learn the rest of the song so that I at least don't get frustrated because I don't know the rest of the words.

Figures

I have always believed that there is a big difference between having "bad luck" and making poor decisions that lead to undesirable consequences.  It is actually a pet peeve of mine for someone to complain they have bad luck when ultimately it is a result of a poor decision/planning on their part.  I admittedly have made some bad decisions that have ultimately led to undesirable outcomes, but more times than not I am just a magnet for actual, legitimate "Bad Luck".

My whole life, my brother has always been the lucky one, I have always been the unlucky one.  My family has no idea why this is, but I digress.  I could dedicate several blog entries on my bad fortune (actually I could write a book) but today I'm only going to lament about the current run of bad luck.

I posted earlier about how I was planning on going to back to school.  This has been a challenging process, but after months of researching and going back to the drawing board, I finally found a program that would be most beneficial to me.  I applied, I was accepted, I secured a student loan.  Only thing I was waiting on was confirmation from the school that they would in fact accept my student loan (which I wasn't too concerned about since it was one of their recommended loan resources.)  Since it has been almost 4 weeks and they still hadn't approved my loan, I decided to call and find out what the hold up was and to see if there was anything I needed to do to speed up the process because I can't enroll until they approve the loan.

I called the 800 number on the acceptance letter I received and when the lady on the other end went to enter my information, I couldn't be found in the system.  I gave her the confirmation number.  Couldn't be found.  Gave her my SSN; couldn't be found.  Tried my date of birth.  No luck.  Even tried switching my first and last names to see if there was a mix up.  Nothing.  To that lady's credit, she tried everything she could think of because like me, she could not find a logical reason why my information wouldn't be in their system since I had proof I had in fact been accepted into the program.

So now I wait to hear back from said school to find out what to do next.

And THESE are the days of my life.

I'm Having A Dilema Here

I cannot decided if I'm attracted to the State Farm Guy or if I'm creeped out by him.  Depends on the commercial.  Jury is still out if he gets added to "the list".

I Want! I Want! I WANT!!!!!

Dear Santa,

Please bring me one of these:

and if you're feeling generous, you can bring me one of these too:

Thank you!