Thursday, January 29, 2009

My Two Favorite Things...

Bathroom humor AND puns !!! I read this article in the Trib today and thought it was very clever.

Gunned Down in the Line of Doody

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

One more reason....

I will never be this woman:


Today, before I left for work, I wanted to clean up a little bit in the bunnies room. They get a little bit messy with their newspaper, toys and hay. My mom lent us a Dyson vacuum that works really well to clean up bunny messes, but even James Dyson might tell you it isn't really meant to suck up 1/4 bale of hay every week.

Last weekend Stuart got me a small shop vac. It works better. You suck up the mess, then snap off the top and dump it in the garbage. So this morning I was cleaning up around Benny's cage when I set the hose down to move somethign out of the way.

The second I put it down I hear a big vacuum slurp and out of the corner of my eye catch a glimpse of my pink and black argyle sock wooshing into the vacuum hose. So, not only is the vacuum ruined, but now I have an incomplete pair of socks.

This is my life.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Keep on Run-ning!


So, I have decided to attempt to run a half marathon. That's 13.1 miles people. 13.1 long, hard, aching miles. I just started training this week, and I can already tell I'm going to need YOU to help keep me motivated.

This week was 1 mile a day, five days. Next week? 1.5 miles a day, five days. So far, so good. This is just the tip of the ice berg. If I keep on schedule, which YOU all will definitely make sure I am, by March 1st I should be up to 6 miles. That's longer than my commute to work!

Currently I need some suggestions for my iPod play list. I got er on shuffle but it just isn't cutting it! So, let the flow of good tunes begin! I pretty much like all genres, however I'm not a huge country fan.

Lay it on me like a lead vest at the dentist............

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Like a deep, deep breath of fresh air



My favorite part of his speech today:
So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

"Let it be told to the future world...that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet [it]."

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Together, we can!

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Dinner: My Arch Nemesis

Everyday. It taunts me. What is for dinner? What are you making for dinner? What do you have in the fridge? WHAT ! WHAT ! WHAT!

Let's just say at our house, it isn't new American cuisine. It's more like what can I make with 4 ingredients or less. We're talking spaghetti, tacos, salad, soup, and most frequently Subway. Those sandwich artists know me by name.

On Tuesday I had a plan. I was feeling gutsy. I pulled out the crock pot and stared it down. Oh, it knew what it was in for. I was gonna make bbq chicken sandwiches. I was gonna make some dinner, planning ahead even! Good by chicken, you will be simmering on low for 8 wondrous hours!

I put all the ingredients together and headed out the door. I felt good. I just freakin made some dinner people!! I knew when I got home it was going to be soooooo delicious.

Fast forward to 4:30 pm. I get this text "Hey babe. Thanks for making dinner, but you forgot to plug it in."

Needless to say we split a foot long turkey from Subway.

God.