Thursday, February 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Happy Half-Birthday
I miss curling...
Oh, that's bad:
1) My attention was directed to a terribly sad news story about Shamu and one of his trainers. Sadly, the trainer was basically drowned by the whale and thrust around underwater in the whale's mouth. Terrible I know. Personally, I side with the whale because if I didn't get the role in the biggest movie of the year, I'd be a little more than upset also (Free Willy 4).
2) The heater in my apartment is keeping our apt. at a nice warm temperature of 62 degrees and making it hard to type.
Ok, enough with the bad and on with the glad!
Oh, that's good:
1) Car insurance drops in 1.5 years.
2) My man, Ricky, turns 4 today (Thanks Mandar and Nate).
3) Olympics are on and Apolo is skating.
4) My work shift was cancelled!!!
I could go on and on but I'll spare you all.
Side Note: Last night at work I was forced to play doctor and also was lucky enough to witness a water birth on "A Baby Story". That show never fails to encourage a life free of childbirth.
So as many of you know, I like to celebrate birthdays of any sort. Today just happens to be the day that I have roamed this Earth for 23.5 years!!! Woah! To celebrate I think I'll plop down and become that "half-ton roommate" I talked about in my previous post. Yes, my favorite man returns to the ice tonight as a gift to me on my special day. However, not everything was a positive today so I will make a list of the happy's and sad's of my special half day (I love lists).
Oh, that's bad:
1) My attention was directed to a terribly sad news story about Shamu and one of his trainers. Sadly, the trainer was basically drowned by the whale and thrust around underwater in the whale's mouth. Terrible I know. Personally, I side with the whale because if I didn't get the role in the biggest movie of the year, I'd be a little more than upset also (Free Willy 4).
2) The heater in my apartment is keeping our apt. at a nice warm temperature of 62 degrees and making it hard to type.
Ok, enough with the bad and on with the glad!
Oh, that's good:
1) Car insurance drops in 1.5 years.
2) My man, Ricky, turns 4 today (Thanks Mandar and Nate).
3) Olympics are on and Apolo is skating.
4) My work shift was cancelled!!!
I could go on and on but I'll spare you all.
Side Note: Last night at work I was forced to play doctor and also was lucky enough to witness a water birth on "A Baby Story". That show never fails to encourage a life free of childbirth.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Half-Ton Roommate
My social life has stopped. I am no longer able to make plans after 7pm. I vegetate on the couch and stare at the TV. What has caused me to become such a worthless individual and has put me at great risk for becoming a half-ton roommate? The Olympics...
I never really thought I enjoyed the winter olympics until I found myself spending countless hours in front of the TV. I have stayed in on a Saturday night while my friends have gone out, I have caught myself yelling at the TV cheering on team USA, and most recently I have caught myself dreaming about them and making up my own olympic sport...yes, this dream just occurred last night.
The sport: BEARCAT
Bearcat is a sport on ice and consists of 4 members (girls) plus Apolo Ohno. The 4 people sit on the ice in a row with their legs linked together (exactly like the little girl's GAP commercial where the girls scoot across the ice together) and scoot their butts across the ice racing other teams. Apolo speed skates next to them and sometimes gives them a push (I'm not really sure what his purpose is in the sport but it's fun to be his teammate) and acts as their "protector." So imagine 4 rows of 4 girls scooting across the ice in circles for about 5 laps and you have BEARCAT!
Let's just say I woke up happy after knowing I was on an olympic team with THE Apolo Anton Ohno!!!
Olympics I luff you to death and will really miss the excitement you bring to my life but I don't want bed sores so please become a little less exciting somehow. Only one more hour tonight...
Song of the Day: "We are the Champions" by Queen (come on, it's the olympics, what else would it be)
I never really thought I enjoyed the winter olympics until I found myself spending countless hours in front of the TV. I have stayed in on a Saturday night while my friends have gone out, I have caught myself yelling at the TV cheering on team USA, and most recently I have caught myself dreaming about them and making up my own olympic sport...yes, this dream just occurred last night.
The sport: BEARCAT
Bearcat is a sport on ice and consists of 4 members (girls) plus Apolo Ohno. The 4 people sit on the ice in a row with their legs linked together (exactly like the little girl's GAP commercial where the girls scoot across the ice together) and scoot their butts across the ice racing other teams. Apolo speed skates next to them and sometimes gives them a push (I'm not really sure what his purpose is in the sport but it's fun to be his teammate) and acts as their "protector." So imagine 4 rows of 4 girls scooting across the ice in circles for about 5 laps and you have BEARCAT!
Let's just say I woke up happy after knowing I was on an olympic team with THE Apolo Anton Ohno!!!
Olympics I luff you to death and will really miss the excitement you bring to my life but I don't want bed sores so please become a little less exciting somehow. Only one more hour tonight...
Song of the Day: "We are the Champions" by Queen (come on, it's the olympics, what else would it be)
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Winter brings out the best
Why can't all weather men be like this...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kpxiCxO5k0g
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kpxiCxO5k0g
Work Work Work
I've been working 46 of the past 50 hours. Yes, that was a complaint but here are my highlights from it:
1) I got to watch a Baby Story :)
2) I was able to watch Jerry Springer
3) I was able to go to an arcade
4) I used up 1/4 tank of gas
5) My back feels great
6) I'm starting to feel at home here...
7) I've become quite the suzy homemaker and have now made lasagna from scratch
(hopefully you caught the sarcasm behind some of those)
I would like to say that this work week has stressed me out a little, but I can't say that because alls I can do is laugh at how ridiculous it has been. For all the hours I've worked I'll get paid for about half of them because I do not get paid to spend the night (even though I have to wake up to tell some people to stop shaving at 2am while wearing ski goggles).
News Flash: Just heard that having a beer might actually be good for your bones! Say it ain't so...I might just have the healthiest bones after I get done with this work week.
Song of the Day: "Hotel Song" by Regina Spektor (it's a fun one & orcas make me happy)
1) I got to watch a Baby Story :)
2) I was able to watch Jerry Springer
3) I was able to go to an arcade
4) I used up 1/4 tank of gas
5) My back feels great
6) I'm starting to feel at home here...
7) I've become quite the suzy homemaker and have now made lasagna from scratch
(hopefully you caught the sarcasm behind some of those)
I would like to say that this work week has stressed me out a little, but I can't say that because alls I can do is laugh at how ridiculous it has been. For all the hours I've worked I'll get paid for about half of them because I do not get paid to spend the night (even though I have to wake up to tell some people to stop shaving at 2am while wearing ski goggles).
News Flash: Just heard that having a beer might actually be good for your bones! Say it ain't so...I might just have the healthiest bones after I get done with this work week.
Song of the Day: "Hotel Song" by Regina Spektor (it's a fun one & orcas make me happy)
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
"You had a bad day..."
Working 40 hours straight through can be pretty draining and stressful. Earlier this week I had a breakdown for no reason. I looked at the computer and just started crying. I was stressed from planning my future, having no luck trying to be a badass, and also realizing I will work so much this week. How will I ever survive the real real world?!?
About 2 hours after my breakdown, I slapped myself straight and realized how ridiculous I was being:
1) I have several months to plan my future and I'm not even that worried about it,
2) My parents love me (aka Hickory Park) enough to drive 3 hours to personally deliver me some tires that I failed to get because I was a young lady
3) Work isn't so bad and I've realized it's great having a job that allows you to watch Dr. Oz & Jerry Springer; in the morning I'll get my usual "A Baby Story" fix and feel dirty afterwards
It's important to remember in tough/stressful times that being upset or stressed isn't going to make "the situation" (damn, jersey shore) any better. Instead, find something you enjoy (for me, it's music) and keep your head up because in the end, everything will be alright.
Song of the Day: "Everything'll Be Alright" by Joshua Radin
About 2 hours after my breakdown, I slapped myself straight and realized how ridiculous I was being:
1) I have several months to plan my future and I'm not even that worried about it,
2) My parents love me (aka Hickory Park) enough to drive 3 hours to personally deliver me some tires that I failed to get because I was a young lady
3) Work isn't so bad and I've realized it's great having a job that allows you to watch Dr. Oz & Jerry Springer; in the morning I'll get my usual "A Baby Story" fix and feel dirty afterwards
It's important to remember in tough/stressful times that being upset or stressed isn't going to make "the situation" (damn, jersey shore) any better. Instead, find something you enjoy (for me, it's music) and keep your head up because in the end, everything will be alright.
Song of the Day: "Everything'll Be Alright" by Joshua Radin
Friday, February 5, 2010
Whip It!
William Hung once said, "Forrow your dreaaaammssss." Wonderful words of advice from a very wise man who did just that.
This morning I watched a GREAT movie, "Whip It!" The movie is about roller derby and one girl following her dreams and not her mother's. This movie was so fun to watch, but then again it was directed by Drew Barrymore so of course it would be.
I laughed, got goosebumps, and yes, I even cried (no surprise). The movie is full of wonderful one-liners, great acting, and awesome roller derby names (Smashley Simpson, Iron Maiven, Rosa Sparks, etc). I have tried to think of a great roller derby name for myself since watching the movie. The best I could come up with was, "Bear'l o' Sen," Like, "Bear" for Sarebear, and "Sen" for Petersen and together it'd sound like, "Barrel of Sin." Does that sound hardcore? I think so...
Watching the movie also made me remember how awesome I am of a skater. I prefer rollerblading and bought myself a nice cheap pair of "blades" from Target. My roommate and I thought we were hardcore bladers and we'd go to a park and skate around in circles. Once we were brave enough to take the path and had to turn around immediately because there were too many cracks... Maybe this year I'll try practicing a little harder and wear some hardcore uniform that says, "Bear'l o' Sen," on it. I think that'll boost my confidence. Until then, let's get rid of this winter crap and make new lists of our plans for spring/summer.
Song of the Day: "You Make My Dreams" by Hall & Oates
This morning I watched a GREAT movie, "Whip It!" The movie is about roller derby and one girl following her dreams and not her mother's. This movie was so fun to watch, but then again it was directed by Drew Barrymore so of course it would be.
I laughed, got goosebumps, and yes, I even cried (no surprise). The movie is full of wonderful one-liners, great acting, and awesome roller derby names (Smashley Simpson, Iron Maiven, Rosa Sparks, etc). I have tried to think of a great roller derby name for myself since watching the movie. The best I could come up with was, "Bear'l o' Sen," Like, "Bear" for Sarebear, and "Sen" for Petersen and together it'd sound like, "Barrel of Sin." Does that sound hardcore? I think so...
Watching the movie also made me remember how awesome I am of a skater. I prefer rollerblading and bought myself a nice cheap pair of "blades" from Target. My roommate and I thought we were hardcore bladers and we'd go to a park and skate around in circles. Once we were brave enough to take the path and had to turn around immediately because there were too many cracks... Maybe this year I'll try practicing a little harder and wear some hardcore uniform that says, "Bear'l o' Sen," on it. I think that'll boost my confidence. Until then, let's get rid of this winter crap and make new lists of our plans for spring/summer.
Song of the Day: "You Make My Dreams" by Hall & Oates
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Dreamer's of Dreams? Really?
So I enjoyed this quote, "We are the makers of music and the dreamers of dreams," until I had the dream I woke up to this morning...
"WHAT? How am I supposed to get home if all the roads are closed down?!?"
Setting: Downtown Sioux City, IA outside the police station and a skywalk
Goal: Get baby (yeah, baby) home safe
Plot: Everyday people are shooting every person around me after they ask them for money.
Here goes:
The earliest part of my dream I can remember is laying in a hospital bed holding a "fresh" baby with no family, friends, or baby daddy around me. I just popped this child out and I am ready to get up and carry on with my day. So, my baby and I use a cheap stroller (same one from the movie 'Away We Go') and go for a walk in the skywalks of Sioux City. I am a new mom, no clue what to do so I just throw this child into the stroller and roll away. I encounter several other mom's with babies in strollers that are happy. I continue to get frustrated because the mom's and their strollers won't share the skywalks so I have to "off-road" with my new "fresh" baby. I think to myself, "why are all these people out here today?" and come to later find out they are all waiting in line to get their baby's pictures taken. I get out of the line and push my baby faster and angrily around these crazy mom's and think to myself again, "I don't need a damn photographer; I'll have Taylor (jared's sister) take photos of me and my baby." I continue to storm past the line full of giddy mom's and stay angry (I just wanted my baby to look out a window).
So, we make it to the window, look out and turn around to head back. On my way out, we take the stairs (stroller and all). Remember how I said this stroller was cheap? Imagine how well the stroller held up after 5 flights of stairs. I took my baby UP 5 flights of stairs and in the process only dropped my baby out once at the top level...no big deal. I get in the elevator and realize my baby is not in the stroller so I used the "hold door" button on the elevator and go in search of my baby. I go back into the stairwell and there it (boy or girl) is lying on the floor at the top of the stairs only crying a little. I just calmly pick the baby up and think to myself, "wow, I really did drop my baby on it's head when he/she was little..." and make my way back to the elevator. Ride DOWN the elevator 5 flights and enter a world of hustle and bustle traffic and construction crews everywhere. Cop cars are everywhere (It was by the police station) and lights are flashing but, none of this seems to affect me and my goal to just go home. I get to my car (1991 Ford Taurus) and realize I have no car seat for this baby...so, instead I have a blue tarp and several seat belts. I sit the baby in the middle of the backseat (remember it's a newborn) and take every seat belt from the backseat and strap them every which way around the baby.
Meanwhile, there are sirens, cop cars, and everyday people running around me. I can hear people shouting, "GIVE ME YOUR MONEY, GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!!" and surprisingly, I stay calm because I realize they're not talking to me. People run up to me and think of shouting it at me but then they see that I'm a new mom so they decide not to take my life (such nice criminals). My car is right in the middle of a crossfire and every once in awhile a cop car will drive through the middle of it but the people pretend they are waiting at bus stops so the cop has no idea what's happening.
I carry about my business and make sure my baby is as safe as it can be so to top it off I take the blue tarp and wrap it around my baby for extra warmth and padding (if we were to get in an accident). I then get into the driver's seat of my Taurus and back into the street (still middle of crossfire) and call my mom to ask if she'll go shopping with me for baby things; she agrees to go with me (thanks, mom). While on the phone my mom informs me of the crossfire happening downtown and that the cops have shut down several roads that I would take to get home. I then scream, "WHAT? How am I supposed to get home if all the roads are closed down?!?" and then I wake up and realize it's all a dream...woot, dodged that bullet (literally).
Where the hell did this dream come from? I can give you one big reason for me having a baby (I hope you enjoy another quick story)...
Baby: Every morning when I wake up from my overnight work shift, my consumer likes to watch the hit TV show, "A Baby Story." While the women are giving birth, my consumer will creepily laugh and look at me and say, "ha, someday that'll be you..." WOAH, please sir, don't EVER think of me having a baby while you are watching some other woman pushing one out! I have strong reason to believe that because I watch this show so much that it is my reasoning behind having a baby.
Sioux City: I am going home this weekend
Criminals: I've been researching criminals lately to help find the missing ISU student (pray for him).
Money: I heard that some woman tried to rob a bank in Ames yesterday and handed the teller a note, "Give me your money."
In conclusion, my dream really made me see what type of mother I would be and realized I should probably wait a few more years before I start popping some babies out...stay safe everyone!!
Song of the Day: "Baby Mine" by Alison Kraus (from Dumbo)
"WHAT? How am I supposed to get home if all the roads are closed down?!?"
Setting: Downtown Sioux City, IA outside the police station and a skywalk
Goal: Get baby (yeah, baby) home safe
Plot: Everyday people are shooting every person around me after they ask them for money.
Here goes:
The earliest part of my dream I can remember is laying in a hospital bed holding a "fresh" baby with no family, friends, or baby daddy around me. I just popped this child out and I am ready to get up and carry on with my day. So, my baby and I use a cheap stroller (same one from the movie 'Away We Go') and go for a walk in the skywalks of Sioux City. I am a new mom, no clue what to do so I just throw this child into the stroller and roll away. I encounter several other mom's with babies in strollers that are happy. I continue to get frustrated because the mom's and their strollers won't share the skywalks so I have to "off-road" with my new "fresh" baby. I think to myself, "why are all these people out here today?" and come to later find out they are all waiting in line to get their baby's pictures taken. I get out of the line and push my baby faster and angrily around these crazy mom's and think to myself again, "I don't need a damn photographer; I'll have Taylor (jared's sister) take photos of me and my baby." I continue to storm past the line full of giddy mom's and stay angry (I just wanted my baby to look out a window).
So, we make it to the window, look out and turn around to head back. On my way out, we take the stairs (stroller and all). Remember how I said this stroller was cheap? Imagine how well the stroller held up after 5 flights of stairs. I took my baby UP 5 flights of stairs and in the process only dropped my baby out once at the top level...no big deal. I get in the elevator and realize my baby is not in the stroller so I used the "hold door" button on the elevator and go in search of my baby. I go back into the stairwell and there it (boy or girl) is lying on the floor at the top of the stairs only crying a little. I just calmly pick the baby up and think to myself, "wow, I really did drop my baby on it's head when he/she was little..." and make my way back to the elevator. Ride DOWN the elevator 5 flights and enter a world of hustle and bustle traffic and construction crews everywhere. Cop cars are everywhere (It was by the police station) and lights are flashing but, none of this seems to affect me and my goal to just go home. I get to my car (1991 Ford Taurus) and realize I have no car seat for this baby...so, instead I have a blue tarp and several seat belts. I sit the baby in the middle of the backseat (remember it's a newborn) and take every seat belt from the backseat and strap them every which way around the baby.
Meanwhile, there are sirens, cop cars, and everyday people running around me. I can hear people shouting, "GIVE ME YOUR MONEY, GIVE ME YOUR MONEY!!" and surprisingly, I stay calm because I realize they're not talking to me. People run up to me and think of shouting it at me but then they see that I'm a new mom so they decide not to take my life (such nice criminals). My car is right in the middle of a crossfire and every once in awhile a cop car will drive through the middle of it but the people pretend they are waiting at bus stops so the cop has no idea what's happening.
I carry about my business and make sure my baby is as safe as it can be so to top it off I take the blue tarp and wrap it around my baby for extra warmth and padding (if we were to get in an accident). I then get into the driver's seat of my Taurus and back into the street (still middle of crossfire) and call my mom to ask if she'll go shopping with me for baby things; she agrees to go with me (thanks, mom). While on the phone my mom informs me of the crossfire happening downtown and that the cops have shut down several roads that I would take to get home. I then scream, "WHAT? How am I supposed to get home if all the roads are closed down?!?" and then I wake up and realize it's all a dream...woot, dodged that bullet (literally).
Where the hell did this dream come from? I can give you one big reason for me having a baby (I hope you enjoy another quick story)...
Baby: Every morning when I wake up from my overnight work shift, my consumer likes to watch the hit TV show, "A Baby Story." While the women are giving birth, my consumer will creepily laugh and look at me and say, "ha, someday that'll be you..." WOAH, please sir, don't EVER think of me having a baby while you are watching some other woman pushing one out! I have strong reason to believe that because I watch this show so much that it is my reasoning behind having a baby.
Sioux City: I am going home this weekend
Criminals: I've been researching criminals lately to help find the missing ISU student (pray for him).
Money: I heard that some woman tried to rob a bank in Ames yesterday and handed the teller a note, "Give me your money."
In conclusion, my dream really made me see what type of mother I would be and realized I should probably wait a few more years before I start popping some babies out...stay safe everyone!!
Song of the Day: "Baby Mine" by Alison Kraus (from Dumbo)
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Hang Onto Your Hats, We're Starting a Blog
Here we go...my first attempt at writing a blog to entertain and inform all of you about my wonderful self.
Currently I live in Ames but am looking/constantly taking up suggestions for places to move. This search has consumed the majority of my life so any/all help will be appreciated.
Things I look for in my new "home":
1) Median income around $5,000 (yes, that's right, I want to live in a ghetto place so I can survive as a middle class individual and afford housing, groceries, and fun)
2) Median Age: 27 or so (want to be the cool age now, but in a few years be old enough to say the, "when I was your age..." stories; also, more activities for young and hip individuals like myself)
3) Beach (must have an ocean nearby so I can sit outside everyday and hope to see a whale, shark, or dolphin)
4) Entertainment (love music and things to keep myself busy with)
5) Cost of Living (cheap, enough said)
6) Low crime rate (everyone knows I'm a worrier and the last thing I need is to be shot by a sniper)
7) Schools (grad school is in my future so moving to a place with my program would be nice)
These are my top priorities in moving so far. Everyday these change and my thoughts become scattered all over again.
Final thought: Currently I am watching the hit TV show COPS. It's a re-run and I have seen it before...does this make me white trash?
Song of the Day: "All My Days" by Alexi Murdoch
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