I could probably try a little harder

I mean a blog a week wouldn't kill me. There's been a lot going on lately. Here is a quick run down.

I'm settling into 25 nicely. I mean, I guess I have come to terms with the fact that I'm half way to 50 and only 5 years away from 30. Ugh. It's tough getting older.

I went to Vegas with Katch and Jana. It was pretty much the best trip ever. We had a great time. Cris Angel freaked our minds with his Cirque show "Believe." I liked it because it was all about rabbits. The sad part is that the highlight of the show was when Cris Angel got cut in half with a chain saw. I'm not gonna sugar coat it. It was BAD. Apparently Perez Hilton, who was in the audience, had been Twittering the whole time about how awful the show was. Someone told Cris Angel who, at the end of the show, called out Perez and screamed "Perez Hilton is the biggest Douche Bag A-Hole in the WOOOOORRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!". Real classy Cris Angel. Shoooooot.

We also saw Elton John at Ceasar's Palace. BEST SHOW OF MY LIFE. He is so talented and really funny. He played all the hits and I loved his stage set up. He had a bunch of old Vegas neon signs and some really great blow up props. Just after the show started Katchie noticed a familiar face sitting a few rows behind us: Greg Brady. He caught her attention because he was air drumming to "Bennie and the Jets". Turns out we had better seats than Greg Brady. He was sitting three rows behind us. No one even recognized him. I felt really bad for him. I felt like I should have made some screaming girl frenzy to bolster his spirits, but in the end I decided not to. He made out with Marcia, he had his hay day.

The running is going well. My half marathon is in two weeks and I feel ready. I am up to 10 miles and feel like I can push it the last three. Now I just need to make sure I don't finish dead last. If it comes down to it, I'm not above tripping someone.

Thats all the hot goss for now. Here are some excellent photos from VEGAS:


Us at the hotel. Taking pictures of yourself is hard work. I needed a margarita.


Katchie and I working on our poses for the wax museum. Just trying to blend in.


Jana and I's favorite picture.



Sir Elton



After Sir Elton's show.


I took my camera to Vegas and this is the only picture I took with it. Nice work, huh ?

Leslie Hall, Gem Sweater Madness

Saturday night some friends and I went to see Leslie and the Ly's. If you don't know who Leslie Hall is, you haven't lived! She is HILARIOUS. Shei s an internet celebrity. She collects gorgeous gem sweaters and preserves them in her mobile Gem Sweater Museum (I'm pretty sure it's a Winnebago.).

My good friend Jake made me a gem sweater to wear to the concert. Leslie LOVED IT!This isn't Leslie's first visit to the SLC. She came last march to promote her new album Cewebrity but I was really really sick and couldn't go. I wasn;t going to miss it this year.

What's new..........

It's been a hot minute since my last post. Sorry I left all two of you with that depressing post. Here is a breakdown of what's new:

I met a real deal Leprechaun on St. Patty's day. He was much scarier in person, trust me.

I registered for the Ogden Half Marathon and I'm up to 7 miles!! Wooooo. So if I can just double that I can make it! Oh, and cut my time down otherwise I'm going to be setting records for longest time EVER. The run is May 16th, so I still have plenty of time to train. Now Stuart just wants me to get fitted for a bullet proof vest. Oh snap!

I'm going to Vegas with Jana, Katchie and Tiff next month. In preparation I thought I should get a tan. Turns out 15 minutes is WAY too long for my pale white skin to be tanning. Serious sun burn. Actually it should probably be called a tan burn, no sun was involved.

I think I am going to start volunteering at an animal rescue near our house. I think it will be a great alternative to owning another pet. I get to spend time with animals without getting super attached. Ok, let's be honest. I will probably get attached. However, the place I'm interested in is a farm rescue. They even have llamas! It's not like I could bring home a llama, I mean where would we put it. Maybe I could fashion some sort of llama paradise in the backyard........

Benjamin Bunny: A Very Special Rabbit

We adopted Benny in January so that Booker would have a friend. He was such a sweet bunny. He loved to just sit and let you pet him all day. Veggies were his very favorite treat, so much that he snorted a little when he ate!

Last Sunday we noticed a lump on Benny's front leg. I took him to the vet Wednesday to have them check it out. The doctor took a biopsy and determined it was cancer. They said it could be removed through surgery. After some debate we decided to have go ahead with the surgery. Sadly, Benny passed away during the operation.

Benny was only with us for a short time, but we loved him very very much. I thought I would share some photos of him from the day he came to live with us. We will miss him, but we're grateful for the time we had with him.

Superwoman

I love this song and I love this video. If I'm having a bad day or feeling a little down, this song really inspires me. It also reminds me of a lot of my friends and family who do great things for others each and every day. I thought I would share it with you !




Embedding courtesy of Dintillion

What's on the menu ?

I have a strict blogging policy: Don't blog about work. I don;t wanna get Dooced. I am breaking it today to talk about something that has become a serious issue.

The Stinky Lunch Bandit.
You know who you are. You are the guy who makes some horrendous concoction in your home kitchen. Some secret family recipe with two whole onions, four cloves of garlic, tuna fish, curry powder, fish sauce, broccoli, and every other stinky food item you own. Then, because you love this home made delicacy SO MUCH, you pack it up in a tidy tupperware and bring it in to work. Then you do the unthinkable; You microwave it.

The once delicious flavor-fest from your kitchen has now turned into Stinkfest '09 on our break room. Please, I am begging, PLEASE stop. Just bring a turkey sandwich like everyone else. Hell, have tuna. I don't care. JUST DON'T MICROWAVE IT. I'm gonna forgive you this one last time. If you bring another lunch that's odor is reminiscant of a dead animal, I will find you.

I will track you down like a blood hound and spray a bottle of Fabreeze all over your stank-lunch. I mean, it's really only fair.

In lieu of this rash action, I found this helpful website. Personally, I like tips 3, 4, and 5.

Two can be just as bad as one...

That phrase pretty much sums up our life right now. Two rabbits are twice as cute, but twice as much work. ESPECIALLY since they don't get along. Here is the deal: Benny is a sissy. I hate to say it but it's true. Booker is kicking his butt like it's her damn job. The saddest part of the situation is that Benny is letting her!

Every time I let Benny out he zips over to Booker's cage, sticks his face through the bars and Booker bites him. So basically I think he is a little slow. That, or he likes it rough. Poor guy. It's definitely a work in progress. Benny is getting neutered Thursday, so I doubt he will be getting any tougher. BUT, maybe Booker will start being a bit nicer to him.
A visual of what happens in our house:


I'm up to two miles! I was talking to my friend Anna Beth today who has run several marathons. She says once you get past the three mile mark it's cake. Soooooo tomorrow I'm going to go for the gold. THREE WHOLE MILES. I might die. Can one of you guys just drive along behind me and scoop me up off the pavement? Thanks.