Cool indie rock girl, I will never be you. In high school, I used to idolize you. You, with your careless hair hanging to your rear and your thrift store chic. You played the guitar and wrote poetic songs about deep things like starving children and crooked politicians and obscure English literature. You wore hemp jewelry and shells and didn't eat meat. I don't know why I was never good enough to be your friend. You always seemed to just look right through me. You probably have no idea now who I even am. I was different/unique/weird/creative/stoned too. We could have been those quirky outcast friends like in the movies. That ship has sailed.
So, now, I refuse to like your musician page on Facebook (even if you are pretty good). I will NOT be a fan. Call me petty, but the dogs of hell couldn't drag my mouse pointer to click that button. Harumph.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Important Truths for Adults
Again, a little gem from cyberspace, not sure who wrote it, but it tickled my funny bone. Hope it tickles yours too, if anyone ever reads this blog other than me! ;)
1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.
5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
6. Was learning cursive really necessary?
7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on # 5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
10. Bad decisions make good stories.
11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.
12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection...again.
13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page technical report that I swear I did not make any changes to.
14. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
15. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
16. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.
17. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
18. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
19. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?
20. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!
21. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
22. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
23. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!
24. The first testicular guard, the "Cup," was used in Hockey in 1874 and the first helmet was used in 1974.
That means it only took 100 years for men to realize that their brain is also important.
1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.
2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.
3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.
4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.
5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?
6. Was learning cursive really necessary?
7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on # 5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.
8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.
9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.
10. Bad decisions make good stories.
11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.
12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blue Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection...again.
13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page technical report that I swear I did not make any changes to.
14. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.
15. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.
16. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.
17. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.
18. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.
19. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?
20. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!
21. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.
22. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.
23. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time!
24. The first testicular guard, the "Cup," was used in Hockey in 1874 and the first helmet was used in 1974.
That means it only took 100 years for men to realize that their brain is also important.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Mommy Rhapsody
I got a good laugh out of this, so thought I'd share. I imagine this is what I have to look forward to...
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Introductions n' Such
It has been brought to my attention (by my thoroughly male, testosterone-poisoned husband) that the title of this blog could be misconstrued. We all know what men want to do when the baby's sleeping. Women, moms, on the other hand, think in terms of loads of laundry and starting dinner and maybe, if they're really lucky, having 5 minutes to sit abso-blinking-lutely still and read a book or stare into space or even attain the holy grail -a NAP. Sex is somewhere down the list - somewhere waaaay down at the bottom of the list most days.
The title of this blog comes from the fact that I'm a new mom to a currently 5 month old little girl, Josie. She is, of course, the most adorable child to spring forth from any mere human womb. See left for incontrovertible proof. I may be biased, but judge for yourself. Just don't try to tell me otherwise, or I might have to open a can of mama bear whoop-ass on ya.
I digress. While the birth of Josie expanded my world in ways I can't even begin to describe, it also vastly reduced my amount of "me time." I sleep less. I go out less (okay, never). Sometimes I forget to eat (unfortunately not often enough, ahem). Some days showering is relegated to the non-essential column. I've been reading the same book since she was born. You get the idea. My me time, when I do get it, is pretty much while the baby is sleeping. And I really find myself in need of a creative outlet now that all my energy isn't going into creating a life inside me. So, viola. A blog is born.
I can't really tell you yet what it will become. Knowing me, well, I have attention-span and organizational issues. So it will most likely go in plenty of different directions. We'll see.
I digress. While the birth of Josie expanded my world in ways I can't even begin to describe, it also vastly reduced my amount of "me time." I sleep less. I go out less (okay, never). Sometimes I forget to eat (unfortunately not often enough, ahem). Some days showering is relegated to the non-essential column. I've been reading the same book since she was born. You get the idea. My me time, when I do get it, is pretty much while the baby is sleeping. And I really find myself in need of a creative outlet now that all my energy isn't going into creating a life inside me. So, viola. A blog is born.
I can't really tell you yet what it will become. Knowing me, well, I have attention-span and organizational issues. So it will most likely go in plenty of different directions. We'll see.
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