Rolling in it

Q: How do you know when you have reached total loserdom?

A: When you get excited that you've finally got over $200K in the bank on Farm Town.

Not that I would know or anything...

Oh, who am I kidding!?!

I am a Farm Town addict and I love it. Yes, it has made me a big ol' dork of a farmer, but I am a RICH farmer...so there!

Playing online games is SO not my bag, but I am really digging the farmer scene.

Rob makes fun of me, but I sense it's just jealousy. :)

I cringe a little when I find myself planning parts of my day around making time to farm...this is when you know it's time to take a step back. I'm sure I'll grow bored with it soon, but until then...I'm off to plant some onions...

~Farmer Win

Because I am just THAT cool

I just bought myself a ticket to see Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince on opening day. This also happens to be the same day we fly down to Utah. Did this deter me? No. I'm going to the early show and then flying out later that evening.

The part that makes me feel super pathetic cool is...I am going all by myself. I could not find a single friend who wanted to skip out of work early that day and go with me. Not even Rob. How's that for loyalty. And I really don't want to do the logical, grown up thing and wait a week until we're back from Utah to see it.

So, yes I am a super cool twenty-something who is leaving work early to go and see the new Harry Potter movie on opening day with a bunch of screaming tweens and I am proud of it. At least I'm not wearing a cloak and carrying a wand. I do have standards.

Mysterious disappearance

In response to all of the emails I have been receiving lately: No, I have not fallen off the face of the earth. I am still around, but I have lost my mojo...blog mojo that is. Work, school, sick, lazy- you name it, I got it and it's all keeping me from blogging. I am trying to get back on the horse, but it may be gradual. Stay tuned... :)

Word to the wise

When you find yourself in your pajamas and needing to run out to your snow enveloped car, heels may seem the best option to keep your warm feet from sinking into the snowy ground (which they certainly do), but they don't do much in the traction department. That is how you end up sliding around and eventually landing on your keister...along with being wet and cold. Opt for putting on your boyfriends boots instead. Your bum will thank you. Not that I would ever do anything like this...I'm just saying.

Grossest thing EVER!

I stopped by Petco yesterday to look at a heated tank for my fish. As I headed down the main aisle my eyes caught sight of the most disturbing of all disturbing sights (as far as pet shops go). There was an entire rack full of animal themed calendars. But wait, that's not the bad part. Right front and center was a calendar of...R-A-T-S...yes, Rats! I barely glimpsed at it and felt a shudder run through my body. I had to fight back the urge run out crying (or convulsing). Who buys a calendar of rats!?! Rodents are my biggest fear/disgustment/whatever-you-want-to-call-it. They absolutely unnerve me!

I am struggling just to type out these words, they get to me that bad. Needless to say, I didn't stick around and buy a tank (what a wuss, I know) for my little guy. That will have to be another trip...maybe I can get Rob to do it?? I will never again enter a pet store without this awful memory resurfacing. I know this sounds overly dramatic, but that is just how big of a baby I am...and I am not going to work on it. :)

This post has gotten to be too much for me. I had better go and lie down.

Q of what?

Typical Monday morning. Did the 'So what did you do this weekend?' with about a dozen people. I told every one of them that I saw Quantum Solstice on Friday night. Not until #12 or so did someone point out it Quantum of Solace. Um...whatever that means. It wasn't my movie choice anyways! I don't really do Bond movies. :)

Weekend Review

Friday night we met up with some friends for dinner at Buca di Beppo. I like to do Italian, but Rob always says that he hates spending $20 on spaghetti. So I tell him not to order spaghetti! I had to laugh when we ordered...I decided on lemon chicken and he got spaghetti. It was $65 later he was still hungry so we had to pick up some McDonald's for him on the way home since he was still hungry. :) There were some couples at dinner that we had not met before. While talking to one couple we discovered that they live 3 doors down from us...such a small world!

Rob had a big paper for school he had to work on all weekend, so I was pretty much on my own. Instead of running errands and crossing things off my To Do List, I chose to be completely unproductive.

I am usually not a big TV watcher, but this weekend consisted of more TV in two days than I usually watch all month long! Recently I have discovered the convenience of watching my favorite shows online and use the weekend to catch up on a few of them. Over the weekend I watched SIX episodes of 24 (bringing me to the end of the most recent season), Private Practice, Grey's Anatomy, Dirty Sexy Money, The Office, two episodes of 30 Rock, 4 episodes of Heroes, Sex and the City: The Movie (again) and in keeping with our Academy Award Winner Sunday night plan, Quiet on the Western Front (yawn!). I am SO TV'd out!

My new favorite number

Um...that would be 24!

I never bought into the hype of the show, but I was finally convinced to start watching it a month or so ago. I have been hooked ever since! Thank goodness for Netflix...the 24 DVDs just keep a coming! Now seriously, could Jack Bauer be any tougher!?! He is like a male Sydney Bristow. Yes, I understand that me talking like they are real people makes me sound like a loser, but I don't care! If there was any chance that I could pull it off I would dress up as Sydney for Halloween. Gosh, I am such a nerd!

Back to 24...I would have thought that this show would be right up Rob's alley, but he is showing no interest in it. So, needless to say I have been putting in a lot of solo TV time lately.

Casual Friday...to the extreme

I woke up this AM with a cold...I don't feel good!! I didn't want to go to work, but figured I am up anyways, I will go for awhile. I had been freezing all morning, so I pushed past the stacks of capri's in my closet in search of some long pants. There was a lonely pair cast off on the end of the shelf, so I grabbed them, wondering why they were all on their own. Then I remembered that these were the most comfortable casual jeans ever...perfect for feeling crappy at work. Yes! I will wear them today...it's Friday anyways. So once I get to work I realize that they are a little too baggy and I am feeling slightly sloppy. I chalk it up to casual Friday and plan to stay seated in my office so no one will see me. A few hours into work, I take a big lean back in my chair and notice that something feels different in my pants area. It then all comes rushing back to me...I remember why these jeans were cast off into the corner of my closet shelf...oh no!!!

Yep, I am sporting jeans with a big hole in the butt! Feeling slightly mortified, I dash off to the bathroom to see how bad it is. After glancing at myself in the mirror I tell myself that it isn't that bad. It matched the distressed wash of the jeans, right? So, I run/walk back to my office to grab my phone so that I can take a picture. It took about 14 tries to get the right picture. I opted for a close, close, close up because I am not brave enough to post a picture of my entire bum online. Coward!!

As if my day wasn't dumpy enough, a co-worker walked in on me taking a shot of said hole. Weird, right? I kind of explained to her what I was doing and she laughed at me. What else had I expected? Whatever...I knew I should not have come to work today...I am going home.

Minor detail

Next month my Mom, Aunt and Sister-in-law are flying up to visit us. Very exciting!! Yesterday evening I booked their flights and sent them copies of their itinerary. This afternoon I got a call from my sister in law informing me that I had booked the flights from Seattle to Salt Lake City rather than Salt Lake City to Seattle. Yeah, I am a winner! Luckily I was able to switch the flights without too much problem...just a little embarrassment. Good thing Mel has an eagle eye, because I probably wouldn't have picked up on it until much, much later. :)

Am I an addict??

I am slowly coming to the realization that I may have a slightly addictive personality. Why is that, you say? Well when I finally joined the Blogger World I spent a ridiculous amount of time clicking from page to page trying to find out what everyone was up to and coming across old friends. It was great! But a few days in I realized that I was spending hours, yes literally hours a day doing this. This was made worse by the fact that I was skipping actual homework to do cruise people's blogs...which by the way resulted in my first C since I began school (technically it was a C+, but that still doesn't really make me feel any better). I finally got a grip on myself (or rather I read all that there was to read) and took a step back from my blog stalking. Right when I am getting back on track, I sign up for Facebook. At first I did it just so that I could see another friend's pictures they posted. Then I thought I should add a picture of my own, but that's it. Next thing I know I started to get all of these friend requests from people who found me through the search feature. I never really had any intentions of getting into Facebook but I reasoned that it would be rude not to accept an invitation, right? It all snowballed from there. I got my first piece of flair (thanks Molly!) and became incredibly amused by all of the flair options there are. I would flip through the pages just laughing at some of them and next thing I knew, I had been doing it for an hour! I really thought I had it under control until someone sent me an invitation to an Alias trivia game. I tried it out and of course quickly rose to Ace level. I then find out that they have trivia for Friends, Sex and the City and The Sopranos. Ever since then I have been answering trivia for my favorite TV shows and feeling completely fulfilled in doing so. Addictive much? Yes, I think so! So instead of showing up at work and earning the paycheck they give me, I am holed up in my office playing the Alias trivia game on Facebook and feeling absolutely (well almost absolutely) no shame about it. I barely switch from the screen when someone walks into my office! I think that I need an intervention, but not until tomorrow...I am only 270 points away from the next level! :) Oh how pathetic!!

Oh no...big mistake!!

Over the last few weeks, or maybe months I have been contemplating what to do with my hair. But usually I just think about it and talk about it and whine about it. I certainly never do anything about it. I don't know exactly what it was that got into me this morning, but something prompted me to call my favorite hair salon and see if they had an opening for an afternoon haircut. Maybe I had low blood sugar?? Since they never do have appointments open at the last minute, I expected to be turned down. But what do you know, they did have an opening! After I hung up I was hit with a huge wave of 'oh crap, what am I going to do?!?' and immediately hit redial to cancel the appointment. But before they picked up I chickened out on chickening out and hung up. How stupid would I sound cancelling an appointment that I had just made! I had 2 hours to put together a plan, which of course, I didn't. I just showed up there with no idea as to what I wanted to do. I am sure that they (I am not exactly sure what their titles actually are...stylist, barbers, hair cutters...so I will just stick with 'they') find that completely annoying. I managed to spit out a halfway decent description as to what I wanted and she, scissors in hand, was off! Her hair looked really cute, so I assumed that she would do something really cute with my hair. I didn't have her blow it out and style it before I left, which I know now is a big no-no. I thought it felt great wet, so I was sure it would be good dry too. Not so much! I got home and played around with it and with tears in my eyes, tried to make it look somewhat like what I thought the stylist/barber/hair cutter had in mind. I still haven't worked myself up to actually taking a picture of my new do to post. Maybe sometime this weekend after the swelling in my teary eyes goes down I will be ready to share my big mistake with the world. Any by the world, I really mean the small handful of you who might read this. I have got to use you all as a buffer before I have to show it off at work on Monday. Or maybe I could call in sick. That makes me sound pathetic, never mind...I didn't really mean it! Stay tuned...