Somehow, A talked me into doing the MS walk with her Saturday morning. She had been talked into it by her coworkers and got R and I to go along with her. I meet R and A at their house, and R made us some fresh, home made egg mcmuffins. They always cook for me. I'm basically their adopted second 5 year old.
Now, before I continue, I'll remind you that I was out late driving my designated drive-ees around and the MS walk was early in the morning so I was very, very tired. I was so tired, that when I went pee before we left the house, I noticed that I was wearing my underwear backwards. Tag in front. That's not even the best part. Instead of fixing the issue, I just got up. In my defense, this particular pair is shaped the same in the front and back.
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Friday, April 15, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Ladies night
K and L's cousin M came in to town for the weekend and since she lives in a small town she wanted to have a good old girls night out. Of course I was in. As soon as I knew what day they wanted to go out I put it in my calendar. You know this girl loves to go out.
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Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Online Dating...some more
Yes, I still have and access the dating profile that K set up for me. I no longer have any kind of hope for finding anyone decent on there at all (not that I ever really had much hope of that) but still check in on my inbox there from time to time, just to see what's there. I've had many interesting conversations with boys on that site. And they are all ridiculous.
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Monday, April 11, 2011
B-day Slumber Party for K
K decided to go with a classic girls slumber party for her b-day this year. We held it at my house so no one would have to kick their man out of their own home. The advantages of singledom.
K came over first, since it was her party and all. We set snacks up and put on our pjs. Slumber parties require pjs after all.
A was one of the first to arrive and since I knew what at least part of her present to K was, I insisted K open it right away. The bag had started to fall apart when A brought it in so K had to set it on the floor so everything didn't fall out. The first thing she pulled out was a shirt. This is the part I was excited about. A made a tee shirt for K with a picture of Four Loko and a pointing finger with the words "Too loko for you!". Which is hysterical to us because whenever K drinks her beloved Four Loko so screams that at all of us. "I'm too loko for yoooooooou!" she yells at us when we try to convince her whatever drunk thing she's doing isn't a good idea. The shirt was amazing. But there was still more to discover! K reached into the bag and pulled out a frame. A says that's the correct next piece in the present to open (presents that have steps are usually awesome). It was a framed recipe for HOME MADE FOUR LOKO! Say what? K reached into the bag and found that what was left in there were all the ingredients to make four loko at home.
We got started right away. We set the recipe up in an easy to view spot on the counter and got all the ingredients out. I slipped my apron on, because I was ordered to do so. We had trouble at first figuring out what we were going to mix it all up in, but lucky for us my dear friend S had brought me a present recently that included a nice size pitcher, which was perfect for our project. Thanks S for saving the day without even knowing it!
We mixed the ingredients like mad scientists, cackling the entire time. We realized that a couple of the ingredients needed time to dissolve in the liquid (jolly ranchers take forever to dissolve btw) and used that time for a break. L and Am had arrived and we were ready to get our girly on.
L brought It's Complicated for us to watch and I busted out my nail polish basket. Sadly, the nail painting queen had to leave before we could get her to teach us her skills. We have some chips and dip. L drank some wine and the girls tried the home made four loko. Which apparently tastes just like the real thing. Good thing too, because we had a whole giant pitcher of it for them to drink.
L had apparently drank a little too much wine because when I looked at her at one point during the movie she had her hair up in a ponytail at the very top of her forhead. I told her it looked like a fluffy horn.
"I'm a fluffy rhino!"
Someone take the wine away...
Now seems like a good time for face masks. Everyone puts their hair up (except L who just had to reposition her hair horn) and starts putting the clay mask on their face. I love face masks so I'm excited. Until I find out I'm the only one who doesn't have a clay mask. Mine is clear. And so super cold when it touches my face. It's decided that it looks like I'm rubbing whale sperm on my face. All slimy and nasty. Ew.
Who cares. It left my face so silky smooth!
"Is it supposed to burn?" All of our faces had a slight burning sensation at first and for a second I thought we might have to hose off in the back yard. I don't want whale sperm all over my house after all. But the tingling subsided and while everyone else's faces dried and cracked, mine stayed gooey. Remind me not to use that kind of mask again...
Eventually the girls started making their beds around the living room and passing out one by one. I almost fell asleep in the recliner and contemplated bring my blankie out into the living room to join the now slumbering party on the floor...but decided to sleep in my own bed. Maybe I'm a spoil-sport...but I don't care. I was a comfy spoil-sport.
K came over first, since it was her party and all. We set snacks up and put on our pjs. Slumber parties require pjs after all.
A was one of the first to arrive and since I knew what at least part of her present to K was, I insisted K open it right away. The bag had started to fall apart when A brought it in so K had to set it on the floor so everything didn't fall out. The first thing she pulled out was a shirt. This is the part I was excited about. A made a tee shirt for K with a picture of Four Loko and a pointing finger with the words "Too loko for you!". Which is hysterical to us because whenever K drinks her beloved Four Loko so screams that at all of us. "I'm too loko for yoooooooou!" she yells at us when we try to convince her whatever drunk thing she's doing isn't a good idea. The shirt was amazing. But there was still more to discover! K reached into the bag and pulled out a frame. A says that's the correct next piece in the present to open (presents that have steps are usually awesome). It was a framed recipe for HOME MADE FOUR LOKO! Say what? K reached into the bag and found that what was left in there were all the ingredients to make four loko at home.
We got started right away. We set the recipe up in an easy to view spot on the counter and got all the ingredients out. I slipped my apron on, because I was ordered to do so. We had trouble at first figuring out what we were going to mix it all up in, but lucky for us my dear friend S had brought me a present recently that included a nice size pitcher, which was perfect for our project. Thanks S for saving the day without even knowing it!
We mixed the ingredients like mad scientists, cackling the entire time. We realized that a couple of the ingredients needed time to dissolve in the liquid (jolly ranchers take forever to dissolve btw) and used that time for a break. L and Am had arrived and we were ready to get our girly on.
L brought It's Complicated for us to watch and I busted out my nail polish basket. Sadly, the nail painting queen had to leave before we could get her to teach us her skills. We have some chips and dip. L drank some wine and the girls tried the home made four loko. Which apparently tastes just like the real thing. Good thing too, because we had a whole giant pitcher of it for them to drink.
L had apparently drank a little too much wine because when I looked at her at one point during the movie she had her hair up in a ponytail at the very top of her forhead. I told her it looked like a fluffy horn.
"I'm a fluffy rhino!"
Someone take the wine away...
Now seems like a good time for face masks. Everyone puts their hair up (except L who just had to reposition her hair horn) and starts putting the clay mask on their face. I love face masks so I'm excited. Until I find out I'm the only one who doesn't have a clay mask. Mine is clear. And so super cold when it touches my face. It's decided that it looks like I'm rubbing whale sperm on my face. All slimy and nasty. Ew.
Who cares. It left my face so silky smooth!
"Is it supposed to burn?" All of our faces had a slight burning sensation at first and for a second I thought we might have to hose off in the back yard. I don't want whale sperm all over my house after all. But the tingling subsided and while everyone else's faces dried and cracked, mine stayed gooey. Remind me not to use that kind of mask again...
Eventually the girls started making their beds around the living room and passing out one by one. I almost fell asleep in the recliner and contemplated bring my blankie out into the living room to join the now slumbering party on the floor...but decided to sleep in my own bed. Maybe I'm a spoil-sport...but I don't care. I was a comfy spoil-sport.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Vacation Part 3
One of the last weekdays I was in Florida, J's mom, dad and little sister picked me and baby M up from the apartment so that we could go visit J at her office. It's possible that J is trying to get me to move down there...so this was her sneaky way of getting me to meet the people she works with, that I might work with if I happened to move down there.
When we pulled up to her office, J's family told me they would wait outside and to text them when we were done visiting. I don't have any of their numbers but I knew J did so no biggie. Of course, as soon as baby M and I started to walk away from his grandparents he started screaming and crying. So now I had to pick him up and carry him up the stairs, in my heels, until we could find J. That's fun.
He was scared of the receptionist when we got inside. And of course anyone that saw us had to ask who the baby belonged to and how he broke his arm, and it was clear that he wanted nothing to do with anyone but his mom. All I could do was hope she would show up soon. And just like that, there she was. Baby M was now happy and that made me happy. Happy babies are much easier to handle.
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When we pulled up to her office, J's family told me they would wait outside and to text them when we were done visiting. I don't have any of their numbers but I knew J did so no biggie. Of course, as soon as baby M and I started to walk away from his grandparents he started screaming and crying. So now I had to pick him up and carry him up the stairs, in my heels, until we could find J. That's fun.
He was scared of the receptionist when we got inside. And of course anyone that saw us had to ask who the baby belonged to and how he broke his arm, and it was clear that he wanted nothing to do with anyone but his mom. All I could do was hope she would show up soon. And just like that, there she was. Baby M was now happy and that made me happy. Happy babies are much easier to handle.
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Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Vacation Part 2
The only bad part about my vacation was J had to work a normal week. And baby M was on spring break which meant he was being babysat...at the house....all day long....every day. We all know how I feel about children. Despite the fact that I do love this particular child, that love does not equate me wanting to watch the child. So, I was glad that I didn't have to worry about taking care of anyone but myself.
J woke me up before she left for work on her first day back to work to let me know should would be leaving and that the babysitter was there so I wouldn't freak out when I got up and found the dude watching Spongebob with baby M on the couch.
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J woke me up before she left for work on her first day back to work to let me know should would be leaving and that the babysitter was there so I wouldn't freak out when I got up and found the dude watching Spongebob with baby M on the couch.
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Monday, March 21, 2011
Vacation part 1
I know it's taken me a while to write anything about anything...I left for a trip to visit J in Florida on the night of the 3rd. I left directly after the award dinner for the 100 Best Companies to Work for in Oregon (#4 baby!) and K was nice enough to drive me to the airport. I was packed and ready for almost an entire week by the time it was actually time for me to leave because I have been so excited for this trip. In fact, I made a countdown chain to have a constant reminder of the days left until complete freedom. I made it with cutsie paper...zebra stripes, pink hearts, glitter paper...I might have had a bit too much fun making that thing.
It was a weird feeling to walk in to the airport knowing I would be totally on my own until I reached Florida. Yes, I've been on my own living as an adult for years now, but flying across the country all on my own for the first time in my life....it really hit the adulthood message home. I'm much more often closer to being a child than an adult so maybe that's why it was so weird for me. Or, maybe it's because I'm weird.
Anyway, I made sure to pack a couple of books and magazines to have for my wait time at the airport but found that my mind was far too distracted with the fact that I was finally on my way. I tried to read, but I couldn't comprehend anything. So I settled for people watching until the plane boarded. Which is really a lot of fun in an airport.
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It was a weird feeling to walk in to the airport knowing I would be totally on my own until I reached Florida. Yes, I've been on my own living as an adult for years now, but flying across the country all on my own for the first time in my life....it really hit the adulthood message home. I'm much more often closer to being a child than an adult so maybe that's why it was so weird for me. Or, maybe it's because I'm weird.
Anyway, I made sure to pack a couple of books and magazines to have for my wait time at the airport but found that my mind was far too distracted with the fact that I was finally on my way. I tried to read, but I couldn't comprehend anything. So I settled for people watching until the plane boarded. Which is really a lot of fun in an airport.
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