Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Things I'm Loving
It's college football bowl season ladies and gentlemen. And I have one thing to say.....GO PENN STATE!!
I love my new Calvin Klein gray knit winter hat. So warm and comfy.
I recently rented "500 Days of Summer" and was pleasantly surprised. It isn't your typical love story and it's definitely not filmed in the typical manner. At first it was a little hard to keep up but once you get used to the format it's genius.
I love, love this song by Carrie Underwood from her new album by the same name as the song; "Play On". Beautiful.
Self Diagnosis
I'm not allowed on WebMD anymore. After the millionth time I came home to tell Steve I had a brain tumor/flesh eating bacteria/whooping cough/anthrax, my husband said "no more of the self-diagnosing symptoms you develop while bored at work."
This new diagnosis, however, is different. This disease is rare, not understood by everyone...and completely made up. It's called Movie-Line Tourettes. I realized I had it while talking to my Dad, which is fitting because it's his fault I have it.
So my Dad starts telling me a story and he says "sounds like a piece of cake, right?" My movie-line tourettes kicks in and I automatically blurt out, "piece of cake! Piece of cake! She spoke it!" with no regard for the rest of the story my Dad was telling. *Bonus points if you know what movie that's from w/o Googling it. Anyone? Anyone?*
This diagnosis is a little scary for me because not only can I not help it or control it, but not everyone understands or sympathizes with my affliction. It's beyond my comprehension but not everyone runs movie lines through every day conversations. I know...crazy, right? This realization has come from countless awkward moments when I string a movie line in and all I get in return is a blank stare and a long pause before the person says "um....what?"
My condition comes from a quarter of a century of running movie lines with my Dad and now my husband as well. My Dad will stick something sly into the conversation and then say "what movie?" and whoever gets it right first wins.
I hate to say it but I fear there is no cure. To me, the world will always be diveded into people with MLT (movie-line tourettes) and people without it.
The outhers with never understand our plight.
This new diagnosis, however, is different. This disease is rare, not understood by everyone...and completely made up. It's called Movie-Line Tourettes. I realized I had it while talking to my Dad, which is fitting because it's his fault I have it.
So my Dad starts telling me a story and he says "sounds like a piece of cake, right?" My movie-line tourettes kicks in and I automatically blurt out, "piece of cake! Piece of cake! She spoke it!" with no regard for the rest of the story my Dad was telling. *Bonus points if you know what movie that's from w/o Googling it. Anyone? Anyone?*
This diagnosis is a little scary for me because not only can I not help it or control it, but not everyone understands or sympathizes with my affliction. It's beyond my comprehension but not everyone runs movie lines through every day conversations. I know...crazy, right? This realization has come from countless awkward moments when I string a movie line in and all I get in return is a blank stare and a long pause before the person says "um....what?"
My condition comes from a quarter of a century of running movie lines with my Dad and now my husband as well. My Dad will stick something sly into the conversation and then say "what movie?" and whoever gets it right first wins.
I hate to say it but I fear there is no cure. To me, the world will always be diveded into people with MLT (movie-line tourettes) and people without it.
The outhers with never understand our plight.
Tuesday, December 08, 2009
I Thought I Still Lived in Colorado
My sister lives in Maine and I'm in Colorado. Please enlighten me as to how I am the one with a high of 14 tomorrow for the 4th day in a row and my sister is the one with the "warmer" temperatures? I had a cup of water in my car freeze solid in 8 hours while I was parked in the PARKING GARAGE at work....seriously?
When my sister lived in Florida, I was the one in the cold weather. Now she lives in Maine and somehow I'm still the one with the cold weather. Figures. :)
Love you boffy :)
When my sister lived in Florida, I was the one in the cold weather. Now she lives in Maine and somehow I'm still the one with the cold weather. Figures. :)
Love you boffy :)
Thursday, December 03, 2009
Hello Strangers!
Hello my blogger friends! It's been way too long and for all three of you that follow me, a thousand apologies my friends! I haven't blogged since I changed jobs almost four months ago. I can't believe it's been four months already but alas, it has been.
In the past four months I've had some good times and some very bad times. In the words of Bananarama, it's a cruel, cruel summer. I'll spare you the details but it was not a good summer for me. I'm definitely glad that season is over and, so far, as the warm weather gives way to the cold, it seems the trials that came with the warm weather are giving way to brighter days for me.
There are also some big things on the horizon for the Hubs and I. I won't go into detail until we know more but things are going to get exciting for us in the next few months...and no, I'm not pregnant so don't ask; you might as well just call me fat.
In the past four months I've had some good times and some very bad times. In the words of Bananarama, it's a cruel, cruel summer. I'll spare you the details but it was not a good summer for me. I'm definitely glad that season is over and, so far, as the warm weather gives way to the cold, it seems the trials that came with the warm weather are giving way to brighter days for me.
There are also some big things on the horizon for the Hubs and I. I won't go into detail until we know more but things are going to get exciting for us in the next few months...and no, I'm not pregnant so don't ask; you might as well just call me fat.
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