buuuurrrrrr

Should i feel guilty that I'm inside, warm and cozy, blogging, while juC is outside in the freezing cold digging our cars out?

my husband thinks i'm stupid

He's good lookin' ain't he? But with those good looks i'm not sure why he married stupid ol' me.

Yesterday I had an activity at church. I had a little Christmas party for the 8 and 9 year old girls and their mothers. I decided I needed to have some Christmas music for the Christmas party.

I grabbed the portable CD player that juC brought into our marriage and tried a CD and it didn't work. I then grabbed the CD player that I brought into the marriage. Didn't work. Luckily I was able to borrow one from a neighbor.

Since juC's CD player didn't work, it made a perfect toy for little JT. Last night, after juC got home and saw that JT was using the CD player as a toy he asked if it was ok for him to be playing with it. I informed my dear sweet husband that the CD player didn't work anymore. Do you know what he said??

"Did you plug it in?"

we like to dance in our family

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

tis the season to be jolly!

the Christmas season has arrived, and i couldn't be more excited. last saturday juC and i put up the decorations. one of my most favorite things to do is go shopping for Christmas decorations after Christmas when they are super cheap. then i get so excited for the next year when I get to use them.

a few things that i was really excited to put up this year that i got after Christmas last year.....

this dr. suess-ish tree.

this santa belt ornament.and this, possibly my favorite. santa and his clothes hanging out to dry.we also went to some thrift stores last weekend, which is the best place ever to get Christmas decorations. i fell in love with this, for only 50 cents.and i fell in love with these, for only 50 cents per plate.have i mentioned how much i love Chirstmas decorations??

falling down

i don't wanna rake. not because i'm lazy (that's only a small portion of the reason) but because i think our yard is far prettier with all those leaves.

it would probably be best to let juC do it, since i'm too emotionally attached to those leaves.

and the winner is....

LoW!! who should feel lucky that i didn't rig this, since you expressed your disdain in being "told what to do" even though it's MY blog, and it's my right to tell people what to do if they want to win something i make. and if i want you to tell me i'm great, or to list things you are grateful for, well by golly, you should do it with all jolly heart!! it is the thanksgiving season after all!!

maybe my next thanks giving giveaway will be a new attitude. and hopefully jud will enter that one.

thanks giving winner, AND.....

first of all, i would like to thank all of you for looking deep within your hearts and finding the good in me. i know it must have been hard for some of you, i know that some of you had to make things up, and i know there are some people out there who didn't even enter because they just couldn't think of anything.

second, although i appreciate that some people thought of more than 5 things that are great about me (darla), you were still only supposed to enter up to 5 times. and some of you (mom) felt the need to post a comment about your chances decreasing, which was also a no-no. so after creating a very complex spreadsheet and ridding it of the illegal comments, i used random.org to pick a random number.

and wouldn't you know, number 17 is the one and only kathy! who wrote a very nice poem, but only made one comment instead of 5. her chances were slim but she succeded.

kathy, you can expect your scarf within the next 5-10 years. email me what color/s you'd like and the address you will be at in 5 years.

and i have to admit, of all people to win, she was one of the ones i was scared of winning because she'll know it's not right.

NOW...to all of you none winners (and winners). worry not. i'm still showing thanks by doing another giveaway.

this week, you will have a chance to win some aniC original magnets. everyones dream.

to enter:

once again every can enter up to 5 times. 5 IS THE MAX. leave 5 seperate comments telling me the things you are thankful for.

a winner will be picked....sometime next week. good luck!

thanks giving

it's november. which means that thanksgiving is coming up. i like to call thanksgiving the forgotten holiday. halloween ends, and people automatically jump to Christmas. not that Christmas is a bad thing, but thanksgiving is pretty dang important too!

in honor of this month of thanksgiving, i'm going to have a giveaway. i give thanks to my friend megan for teaching me how to crochet, so i'm giving away a crochet masterpiece (and all of the imperfections that come with it).

it's easy(ish) to enter.

here's how:

leave 5 seperate comments. (everyone can enter 5 times, and you can figure out your strategy. bunch 5 together, or space them out)

here's the catch:

in every comment you leave, you have to say something that's great about me.

hey...just because i'm thankful and giving doesn't mean i can't be selfish and make you work for it a little bit.

also, make sure that in the first comment you leave, you also tell me what you'd like me to make. baby blanket, throw, scarf, pot holder, etc.(keep in mind my skills are simple)

examples of all 3 things i've ever made.

my throw that i'm still working on:

baby blankets:

a winner will be chosen using random.org next friday.

good luck.

fuzzy wuzzy

even my eyebrows aren't recession proof.

i'd like to think i'm not high maintainence. however, every month or two, i like to go get my eyebrows waxed. there was a lovely nail salon across the street that meet my eyebrow monthly maintainence needs. 10 bucks did the job.

unfortunately, i went one day, and it was nothing but an empty building.

i was forced to venture a little further. i found myself another nail salon that did the job for 10 bucks.

i drove by last week. it's nothing but an empty building.

my eyebrows current state are proof that this economy affects everything.

a letter

dear people at my gym who bring a sweat towel with them,

tell me how this makes sense:
you bring a towel with you, and you work out really hard and you are nasty sweaty, and you wipe your sweat off with the towel, THEN you wipe the machine off with that same towel. really? do you think that works? all you are doing is spreading your sweat around even more.
how bout using that disinfectant they provide for us?

sincerely,
the girl with the grossed out look on her face at the gym

what a girls gotta do

saturday while making dinner for friends, i realized something. i needed an apron. how did i not have an apron? sure, i don't cook very often. but i'd like to. and perhaps if i had an apron i'd cook more.

so this week i was on a mission. i was on a mission to find the perfect apron. it turned out to be simple to find the perfect apron. a little too simple. so simple it was easy to find more than one perfect apron.

i went to marshalls, and there i found two that i loved. tell me people, how is a girl supposed to choose between this...

and this....

since they were only $7.99, i decided a girl shouldn't have to decide. so i got both.

after i was done in marshalls, i walked next door to bed bath and beyond. the aprons were $30 there. thank goodness i dodged that bullet. and they weren't even nearly as cute.

but almost as exciting as the aprons was the book i bought at marshalls. his poems and drawings make me feel happy inside.

because

the blogging desire isn't burning within me very much anymore. but i feel the need to post something.

in my dreams

i have a very deep and abiding love for old farms and old houses. so when i was out with my friend marci one day several weeks ago, and we eyed this barn with a cute old house on the property, i fell in love!!

i want it to be mine with all of my heart. i showed it to juC and we did the research and it appears the land belongs to some developers who will most likely be replacing the beautiful barn and house with new houses one day when the economy is better. it truly makes my heart hurt.

so if anyone ever asks me what i'd do if i won a million dollars, my answer would be that i would buy this barn and the house and make it into my home. i'm not asking for a lot.

what do you think? isn't it the most amazing barn?

(click on picture to enlarge.)

indescribable

today my little jC turned 1. i'm not sure how this has happened. but surely it has, since last year it was 2008, and he was born. and now it's 2009 on the same day. which equates to him being a year old. i just don't understand how it happened so quickly. and also so slowly. how is it possible that quick and slow proceed at the same speed?

you know how people talk to you before you have a child, and they say things like "being a mother is hard." and you say "yeah, i know!" but the thing is, you don't really know. you know an assumption of hard, not a reality of hard.

you know how before you have a child, people say "being a mother is the best thing in the world." and you say "i know, i can't wait." you don't really know that either. it's another one of those things that's an assumption, not a reality. really, truely, words cannot describe the greatness of having a child.

every day i watch little jT as he discovers new things and learns new tricks. every day i sit and stare at him at some point in time, and wish i could freeze that moment into my memory forever. a certain look he gives me. a certain sound he makes. the way he attacks and loves on every stuffed animal he gets his hands on. the way he throws himself back on the floor to lay and relax for approximately 3 seconds before getting up and being busy again. the way he waddles as fast as he can to the front door when his dad comes in from work. the sounds of joy he makes when he tries a new food he really enjoys.

i wish with all of my heart that i can remember all of those moments in my mind with a perfect clarity.

words honestly can't describe the love and joy. i couldn't even possibly try. but i know i can say that i am so thankful for him, and the blessing that it is to be a mother.

our blog dropped

i don't know what i'm thinking. i have a disease i think. i dont know if a name has come out for it yet, but it should be blogasitis.


my sister and i have started a new blog. together. it's called "letters between two sisters" it's located at http://www.lettersbetweentwosisters.blogspot.com/

(or you can just click on the picture to the left that says the title)

catchy, huh?

we'll be writing each other letters every day. and lucky you, you get to read them too.

clearing the air

ok. i'll admit it. for forever now my one and only goal in life was to get my dear, sweet, un-comment making husband to make a comment. that is what all of my efforts went in to.
i realized, finally, that i was going about it all wrong. i was "attacking" him, when what i needed to do was pretend he "attacked" me. so i did what any other female would do. i said he called me fat.

he didn't. but he did finally post a comment on my blog!! i knew he couldn't just let that one alone.

and now i know...he loves me!! he really loves me!

now if i could only get him to woo me. that's another story for another day.

well....

my husband thinks i'm fat.

how?

juC and i are trying to figure out our next adventure in life.

saturday we were talking about some things and he said "we need a family motto. it should be 'livin the dream.' " and i said "no". then proceeded to tell him we don't need a family motto. to which he replied, "how are we supposed to live the dream if we don't have a family motto?" then i decided that should be our family motto.
so let's make it official. i now declare our family motto is:

how are we supposed to live the dream if we don't have a family motto?
(fancy letters and a different color makes anything official)

so last night as we were moving forward in trying to make a decision, juC decided we should make a pro/con list. the list looked like this in the beginning:

pro
close to sonic
close to duke's bbq

con
close to sonic
close to duke's bbq

making life changing decisions is so hard.

it's true

it's been nearly a year since this little one was born. but i still find myself staring at him, in awe of the fact that he's actually mine. most of the time it still seems unreal. maybe one day reality will set in.

who's the boss

my mommy thinks that she can just say i need to update my blog and viola, i'll do it!! she must not know that i'm 27 now and i can blog when i darn well feel like it. i don't blog just because she says i need to blog. i blog when i want to. i'm the boss of me!

but since i'm here...

guess who else has a deep and abiding love for my birthday snuggie.

i'll give you a hint. his name starts with a "j" and ends with an "udson".

happy birthday to...

me!

remember what i got last year for my birthday? (hint: a car) and remember how i said it was untoppable, and hard to beat? i confess, i had little confidence in jud that he could find a gift ever again that would be better.

so there sat my presents. i looked at them from a distance. then i got a little closer for further inspection. yep...no way this could be better than a car.

i opened my card first. a pickle card. it read "bet you didn't expect to get a paper pickle for your birthday". i could tell he was trying hard to beat last year. he was on the right track with the card, that's for sure. but still...not better.

then i opened the small bag. it consisted of paint colors on the card you'd get at a home building store, with the promise that he'd paint the downstairs bathroom this month. again, on the right track, but he just needed to face the facts. no way was he going to do better than last year.

so i moved on to the big bag. the one he suggested i save for last. the one that he had obviously tried with all of his might to be better than a car. i opened it with low expectations. it was clear that his efforts would have all been in vain. and that was ok. at least i still have my car from last year.

but when i saw it, i couldn't believe it. i was honestly in shock. how? how on the earth had he managed to find the one, singular gift, that was better than last years?? i don't know how, but he did. yes, he did.

the blanket that has sleeves, people!!!! the SNUGGIE!!! and not just any old snuggie....a leopard print snuggie!!!and let me tell you, it's every bit as wonderful as the commercials make it out to be! i can read my magazine, in the cold, but keeping warm (my arms too!!) thanks to my snuggie! and don't even get me started on the fantastic book light that comes with it!

that's right...a reading light!! that clips on!! and all i do is push a button, and up and out it comes, all mechanical like...lighting up the words for my enjoyment...while i sit. snug as a bug in a snuggie.

happy birthday to me, indeed!!

honesty is the best policy

ok, here's the story.

a few weeks ago, my friend marci and i decided we needed a little girls day out day out for the big girls. so we headed to a somewhat near by town to do some antiquing.

we only made it to one store, because we got a little caught up in the clothes. i don't know how it happened. i've never been much of an antique clothes shopper, but there were a couple of things that caught my eye.

so...i tried them on. one fit and one didn't.

i showed marci. we discussed. and it was decided that i'd just have to buy the dress. all it needed was to have the sleeves taken up a bit, and the length brought up to a more flattering level, and i'd be set.

i came home, went upstairs, put the dress on unbeknownst to juC, and came downstairs to show him. he looked at me. i smiled. he looked some more. "it's...vintage."

my heart was broken.

but then i remembered that he's a boy who has a lot of tools and a big truck, so what does he know about fashion.

so i'm bringing it here for some more opinions. what do you think? taking the alterations that will be done into account...

up down circle circle

so a while ago i posted a few different "embarrassing" things about my dear, sweet husband, juC. the whole reason behind it was to try to get him to post a comment. i just wanted him to say something...ANYTHING. but he never does. but surely, if i gave him a reason to "defend" himself, he would, right? i mean, him posting a comment on my blog would be a true sign of his deep and undying love for me, right? but...nothing. not even a peep from him.



so i'm trying again. if there's one thing about me, i am persistent. it's time to renew my efforts. so let's get this party started.

i posted quite a while ago about juC using my toothbrush on accident several times. it made my stomach churn. but i'm not sure which is worse. him using my toothbrush or finding my toothbrush in this condition this morning.



yeah, that would be juC's shaving cream caked onto my toothbrush.



thanks babe.

this past weekend i had my sister LoW in town with her family. we were busy, busy, busy. but i did manage to have a few solitary moments enjoying the nice weather outside.

there i was. i was sitting on the front steps in front of my house. the weather was perfect in the shade. not too hot and there was a lovely breeze.

i was about ready to go in, but then i noticed a couple of fellas going door to door. it's the time of year when the fellas start selling security systems and pest control. since little jC was inside taking a nap, i didn't want these fellas to ring my doorbell and potentially wake up jC. so i sat patiently waiting for them to get to me so i could tell them no and go inside.

finally it was my turn. they walked up and the guy that had been doing all the talking with everyone else says...

"are the owners of the house home by any chance?"

i should have said no, but pride got in the way, and i just had to inform him that i was, indeed, the owner.

and he couldn't just say "ok" and go on with his spiel. instead he was all "oh really?! you are?!"

i shoulda said "yep. i'm an 18 year old homeowner."

so then i had to listen to him try to convince me to get his free security system and "alls" i had to do (his words, not mine)(do you think he was from utah?) was put their sign in front of our house.

i knew juC would never go for it. and the guy decided that he'd talk to the "18 year old owner of the home" long enough and he moved along.

but we should get it. to protect the early birthday present juC got for me. i'm in love with it!! just like i'm in love with the day late anniversary gift he got me.

when we were down in s.c. i went with some sisters to some antiques stores. imagine my joy when i saw that a painting that i'd seen months before and loved was still there!

it took a little convincing, but juC finally let me get it. and now, after over a year of having a bare wall over our couch, we finally have this beauty.

i love it just as much as i love my home, that i was able to acquire at such a young and unimaginabe age.

life's a beach

recently our little family traveled down to s.c. to see my big family.

because of different circumstances, it ended up being a 10 hour drive down there. and because of other different circumstances it ended up being a 10 hour drive back. oy!
but it gave me lots of time to think about all the things i love about long drives on 95.
so i made a mental list of all those things i love.
-all the traffic
-the people who drive slowly in the fast lane, and won't get over for you
-when people don't use their blinkers (i really could do a whole blog post about that)
-the people that brake for no apparent reason. no one is breaking in front of them. in fact, no one except us is even around.
-when traffic comes to a complete standstill and then crawls ever so slowly for a very minor accident that is miles ahead on the other side of the interstate
-when people drive fast to get around you, then drive slow in front of you, then drive fast again, then slow again, then fast again, then slow....
-all of the very insightful bumper stickers


and then probably the thing that i love the most is
-the really clean, non-ghetto gas stations


but in the end, those 10 hour drives in the beautiful traffic and stops at the pristine gas stations just couldn't compare to the fun we had with my family.
and nothing compares to the fun of little jC experiencing the beach for the first time.

from the mouth of me

this week i'll be guest blogging on my sister LoW's blog. while she's away at girls camp she challenged me. she said "i'll save pictures on my blog, and i challenge you to blog about them." i was scared, but i accepted her challenge. so head on over to see how i explained this and other pictures of my niece and sister:

while you are there, head over to this post to enter to win a free CANsoilidater for your food storage needs!

every which way

i'm a lucky woman all around.

firstly, i'm lucky because i have the greatest father. he's always been a great example to me and has always been there for me when i need help. and even now that i'm grown and gone i know that if i ever need any help or advice i can call him and he'll be there for me.

i'm also pretty sure that he's where my love of adventures comes from. i couldn't possibly even count the many times he would ask me if i wanted to go for a ride with him, and he'd take me some place fun. he's also the reason i know anything about sports, fishing, and why i drive the way i do. and most importantly, he's where i got my sense of humor from. if he did nothing else for me, i'd have to be forever grateful for that one thing alone.

secondly, i'm a lucky woman because i have a great husband who is a great father to our son.

i honestly couldn't ask for better. i can't imagine that there is anyone better suited to be the father of our babies.

he's so patient and loving with little jC, and willing to help when i need it. he's also the bath giver, which i could never express how grateful i am for that! he's also kind enough to get up with little jC on the weekends so i can sleep in a little longer.

he also works so hard to provide for our family which i'm so thankful for. i know not every woman gets to stay home with their children and i'm so glad that my husband is willing to work hard so that i can be a stay at home mom. i know that i'm the mother that i am because he is the great father that he is.

and of course there is juC's dad. i know that he was a great example to him. and he continues to be. and in the short time that he's been my father-in-law he's been a great example to me as well. i'm grateful to have such a great father-in-law.

see, i really have it good in all directions. happy fathers day fellas!

WIGAC spotlight---

it's been a while since i have done a spotlight. which is why i appropriately named it "when i get a chance spotlight".


i decided to spotlight a special member of my family. he's near and dear to me,. actually he's so near to me that he came from me. so i figured it was about time for him to be spotlighted. so i sat down with him and had an interview.


meet my dear, sweet little jC.



me: hey there little one. are you ready for this interview?
jC: ...........bububu....


me:: ok, good. let's get this party started. let me start by asking you this: do you just feel so completely lucky to have me as a mother?
jC: ......


me: i thought so. so, tell me. is it as awkward for you as it is for me when random people in the store stop and talk to you and ask you questions that you obviously can't answer? like...hey there little man, how old are you? and aren't you cute, what's your name?
jC: .........


me: yeah, it definitely makes me feel uncomfortable and i don't know how to respond when they do it either.
so tomorrow is fathers day. is there anything special you'd like to say to your daddy?
jC: ...........dadada...dada.....

me: awww, that's sweet. he'll love to hear that.
now here's what i really want to know. why do you only take hour naps? is it to test me and drive me crazy or is it because you dont want to waste time on a useless thing like sleep?
jC: .........


me: fair enough.
and another thing i've really wanted to know...why do you love your daddy more than me? why can't you love us equally? i mean, i know he's great...but i am the one, after all, who carried you for 9 months and labored for you, and supplied you with the nutrition you needed. so why the favoritism?
jC: ..dadada....da..da...


me: alrighty. i guess we will agree to just disagree on that one.
well, it's been fun chatting with you. one more question before we close. who are you most excited to see when we go down to s.c. next weekend?
jC:......

i want that

the giveaways on popular sites are a tricky thing. you can enter multiple times, but one way you can enter again is by broadcasting it to the world that there is a giveaway they should enter. which is fine, except, i REALLY want to win the giveaway. so i take my chances by informing other people about the awesome giveaway when i really want to keep it a secret so that my odds of winning are higher. but my odds of winning are also higher if i tell people about it and i get to enter again. it's so tricky.

which is my really long way of saying....

shelf reliance is having an awesome giveaway...the harvest 72'. this bad boy would be AWESOME to have and especially nice to get for free! check it out people.

colors

this past week was fun for me. because i got to practice taking pictures again, and it had been a while since i really have. thursday i went to a place with a friend i'd driven past several times and wanted to visit but hadn't. we went to historic occoquan. there were lots of fun old buildings and houses for me to take pictures of. as i was going through and playing around with the pictures i was doing this one and thought if i were a professional and titled my photos i'd call it red.

this one wold be titled green.

and i'd call this one blue.

and this one would be brown--ish.and last but not least, this one would be...gray. maybe.

thanks

i love craig's list. (apparently this is my week to post about loves)
but seriously, craig's list has been amazing to me. it is, after all, where we have gotten jC's crib, car seats (yep, infant car seat and big boy car seat), stroller, bumbo, high chair, and the glider and ottoman i use in his room. so what is there not to love? really good condition baby items for much less than buying them new. thus allowing me to not feel quite as guilty when i buy a new skirt or a pair of shoes.
right now we are looking for a baby backpack carrier. you know, for all the hiking we do. i have a specific one in mind, and it hasn't been easy because apparently everyone else has decided they want one too. but as i've searched for one, it's reminded me of the other reason why i love craig's list. humor.
yes, that's right, humor. because of posts like this:

Graco BABY Stroller -- GREAT for parts /strength training - $5

Baby Stroller in good condition -- BUT -- it's missing the rear wheels.
This stroller would be great AS-IS for pushing your kid around while increasing the strength of your hands, arms, legs, and back muscles. Since it is missing the rear wheels but still has the front wheels, you would be able to push the stroller around while supporting the weight of back end of the stroller and thereby increasing your strength.
If that doesn't appeal to you, then it is a great parts stroller. You can cannibalize this stroller for parts to replace on another stroller or custom make your own stroller.
If it had the rear wheels it would be one hand steering, but as it is, you need two hands and arms, or one really strong one, depending on the weight of your kid.

thank you craig's list. thank you for appealing not only to the bargain shopper side of me, but also the part of me that likes a good laugh.

i hate to say it

i'm in love. some people may think i'm crazy but i love me an old dilapidated building/house. any and all of them. love love love love love!

since i moved here to northern virginia in 2000 i've seen this old prison that was built in the early 1900s. for years now, as it lay empty, a part of me was willing to get a criminal record for breaking and entering so i could check this place out. but i never talked myself into it. i was excited though, when i found out it was being transformed into an art center. it opened up last september and today i went with a friend to check it out.

amazing! the artists were great, and it was so fun to watch them working. but i have to admit that for me, the most fun part was peeking through the windows and holes in doors to see parts of the buildings that haven't been revamped yet.

and now that part of me that's willing to get a criminal recoard for breaking and entering is back, because i'd love to go back into those old buildings and really check them out.

cha' cha' changin'

since the dawn of our marriage, juC and i have had a headboard-less bed.

but today we made like adults and finally got one. one that i love. the amazing thing is i NEVER make the bed. but with this new headboard, it makes it look like i do.

when in rome

i'm not much of a soda drinker (or pop as some people choose to call it) i definitely wasn't always that way. i used to drink it every day. sometimes several times a day. but now water is my friend.

but every now and again, i get that hankerin' for a nice cold soda. (or pop as some people say) which happened earlier this week. so monday, when i found myself out and about at 2 and i still hadn't had lunch, i headed to wendys and decided to get a soda (or pop as some people call it)

for a split second i had to think about what size to order.

a small would be...too small. two sips and it would be gone and it wouldn't fulfill my craving. a large would...very obviously be too large. i don't want to drown in my soda (or pop as some people refer to it as) so medium was obviously the logical choice.

but holy hannah!! when did medium get so large?! when did medium become the new large?! if that was a medium, what does the large look like?!

no wonder there are so many unhealthy people in america. we can get a bucket of soda (or pop if you wish) for a little over a buck.

i'm sure it has nothing to do with the food that we order at these places too. (in my defense i did get a salad) (ignore the fried greasy chicken nuggets i got) (and in my defense, i rarely eat fast food) (and by rarely i mean, it takes an hour to get to sonic, so i have to limit myself)

yowza

nothing like starting your day with part of a tree on your two family cars. (yes, juC's car is hidden on the other side of mine)
there was no damage, except a small dent on juC's hood, so i laughed a lot about it. and am still laughing a lot about it.
the verizon man is here though. installing our fios so we can have dvr and faster internet. our lives, as we know it, will never be the same again once we get dvr. nothing can bring me down today.
except juC just called a few minutes ago to say he locked his keys in his car. that is a bit of a bummer. but whatever....we're getting dvr.

look at me! look at me!

(realize that what you are about to read is coming from a person that does all of these things)

i've been thinking a lot about "status updates" these days. with websites like facebook, twitter, blogs, and instant messangers that allow you to put status updates or things about you, we are always up to date on every little detail of everyone. it's funny to me that we use multiple functions to publish our status. just to make sure no one misses out on what's up with us, and all in an effort to be hip.

our world has quickly changed into one where everyone wants everyone to know what's going on with them (kind of, i'll get to that in a moment) but they don't want to actually talk to people to inform them. that would take too much effort? do we all really need to know who is eating a piece of cake at what time? do we all really need to know that someone just rang your doorbell? gone are the days of making phone calls to announce pregnancies, now are the days of twittering about it. and no longer do we call people to check in on them, we just post comments on their status when they updated us to let us know that things aren't going so well.

now back to the "everyone wants everyone to know what's going on with them....kind of". i love the cryptic updates. you know the ones. the ones that say things like "i knew something bad was going to happen." or "i'm so excited about the next week!" but that's all they give you. if you want to know what bad or good thing happened you have to ask. they want the satisfaction of knowing someone cared enough to ask.

it all kills me. it kills me that i'm so completely a part of it. it kills me that our world is one that rarely uses phone calls and visits anymore, but relies on text messages and status updates. (i could do a whole other posts about cell phones) i know some people say it's about convienance and being able to let multiple people know things all at once. but why does everything have to be convienant? doesn't it mean more people people put forth effort?

really people...is this how we want to live our lives?
ok, i'm done. i'm gonna go twitter now to let everyone know i blogged.

hip=hard

as you may know, i'm on a quest for ultimate hip-ness. which explains why i joined a gym. cause all the hip kids are doing it. but to reach ultimate hip-ness i had to go a step further, and hire a personal trainer. and by "hire a personal trainer" i mean "personal trainer sessions are free for the month of may." so my friend and i set up a session for tonight at 8 pm. one problem. one very serious problem. one horrible mistake made by me.
tonight...at 8 pm....is the season premier....of the best-show-ever! (and i dont get dvr until next week!)


take a lot back at last seasons sneak peak to remember some of the grea times.


i can't believe i'm going to miss it. being hip is hard

when spotaneity meets unpreparedness

all last week i knew that the battery on my camera was low. but i kept procrastinating charging the battery. you know...because plugging the battery into the charger then plugging the charger into the wall takes a whole lot of effort and time that i'm clearly too busy for.

which ended in regret when saturday juC took us for a random drive and we ended up at the national cathedral. i'd never been there before and i couldn't believe how big it is! and i was glad that my camera was still working...for the time being.

and i couldn't believe it when we went inside and the worker dude was all "there is a wedding in progress right now so.." (i think he's going to say we cant go in the chapel, but much to my surprise he said...) "so you have to go through the side door and you aren't allowed to take pictures."

it was so fun watching some random person get married along with the 100 other strangers that were standing in the back with us. the size of the chapel (is that what they call it?) was INSANE!

we also went up to the top floor, where it was pointed out that we could see the washington d.c. temple in the distance. my camera was still working so i took some pictures of it. see it?

yeah, i didnt either at first. but here it's circled. see?

yeah, me either.

after walking around a little more we went back outside, and were scouting out a place i could set my camera to take a picture of the family with the cathedral in the background. that's when regret set in. as i set the timer, we posed for a picture, it took this....

and then the battery died.

sweet.