*The cartoon has nothing to do with my bed. But a narcoleptic turkey? Definitely made me laugh.
Giving Some Thanks, volume 3
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A Big Old Thank You,
Love As I Know It
Tonight I am thankful for my bed. For it is the most comfortable bed in all the land. And it is calling my name as I type this.
*The cartoon has nothing to do with my bed. But a narcoleptic turkey? Definitely made me laugh.
*The cartoon has nothing to do with my bed. But a narcoleptic turkey? Definitely made me laugh.
Giving Some Thanks, volume 2
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A Big Old Thank You,
Love As I Know It
Today I am thankful for books. Of all kinds. The following are just a few of my favorites (and also what I'm currently reading):
I've always been a big reader. And also a fast one. In elementary school, when the teacher would make us read in groups, my group members would make me speed-read whatever we were assigned so we could be the first group finished. Problem was, however, that I was the only one who understood anything of what I read. Little did my group members know that they were making themselves look bad and me look even better.
Anyways, my current job allows a lot of time for reading, and while I may complain about my job (A Lot), this is one aspect I do enjoy. For that one moment when I immerse myself in someone else's words, I am also immersed in someone else's world. The truly great writers have an uncanny ability to put me right in the middle of the action, freezing in the pouring rain or crying when Dumbledore died. No matter the situation, for a few moments each day, I get the chance to escape from all the trifling events in the world. And for that, I am very thankful.
I've always been a big reader. And also a fast one. In elementary school, when the teacher would make us read in groups, my group members would make me speed-read whatever we were assigned so we could be the first group finished. Problem was, however, that I was the only one who understood anything of what I read. Little did my group members know that they were making themselves look bad and me look even better.
Anyways, my current job allows a lot of time for reading, and while I may complain about my job (A Lot), this is one aspect I do enjoy. For that one moment when I immerse myself in someone else's words, I am also immersed in someone else's world. The truly great writers have an uncanny ability to put me right in the middle of the action, freezing in the pouring rain or crying when Dumbledore died. No matter the situation, for a few moments each day, I get the chance to escape from all the trifling events in the world. And for that, I am very thankful.
Giving some Thanks, volume 1
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A Big Old Thank You,
Love As I Know It
So yeah. I know it's been a while since I've blogged. Quite a while, actually. But every time I sat down and tried to write something, nothing good would come out. And I don't really have anything good to say right now, but in honor of Thanksgiving, I think I will try and post one thing I am thankful for every day. And for today, I am thankful for...
C.O. Bigelow Spearmint Mentha LipShine. I am thankful for it's minty freshness and it's shiny goodness. I am thankful that it's always there when I need it (unless I put it somewhere unexpected and can't find it and then it stresses me out). I am easily obsessed with things, but at the same time, if something new and better comes along, I can change my mind just like that. But this stuff? Has been at the top of my list for all my chapped lipped needs ever since I discovered it. Thanks you C.O. Bigelow. My lips love you.
C.O. Bigelow Spearmint Mentha LipShine. I am thankful for it's minty freshness and it's shiny goodness. I am thankful that it's always there when I need it (unless I put it somewhere unexpected and can't find it and then it stresses me out). I am easily obsessed with things, but at the same time, if something new and better comes along, I can change my mind just like that. But this stuff? Has been at the top of my list for all my chapped lipped needs ever since I discovered it. Thanks you C.O. Bigelow. My lips love you.
The Mom Chronicles
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The Mom Chronicles
Before I post the funniness that is this email, let me preface it by saying that my mother is in no way prejudiced against anyone of latin, hispanic, african american, european, australian, etc, etc origins. She wants to learn spanish and thinks this is helping her.
To: Emily
From: Your madre
Hola, comoesta:
You speak engisha?
I still looking for eh sweater with pumpkin big on it. Please respond when you find.
Tankyou
Sopfie Maria
No, I don't know who Sopfie Maria is, although I have a feeling it is her spanish-speaking alter-ego. All I really know is that my mother is highly entertaining.
To: Emily
From: Your madre
Hola, comoesta:
You speak engisha?
I still looking for eh sweater with pumpkin big on it. Please respond when you find.
Tankyou
Sopfie Maria
No, I don't know who Sopfie Maria is, although I have a feeling it is her spanish-speaking alter-ego. All I really know is that my mother is highly entertaining.
The Loves of my Life
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QS,
The Family,
The PIC,
The Rangeboy,
Wasting Time
Monday night (after watching The Proposal with PIC) was spent lol'ing at Seinfeld, doing The Pro's accounting final, and partaking in some quality texting with QS and The Rangeboy. Somehow, we ended up discussing all the things we love in life. And there's quite a few. Reviewing the list made me super happy and so I decided to post it here. Mainly because it's a pain in the ass having to scroll through all the texts (one thing the iPhone has that I wish my blackberry did), but also because I love making lists.
And so, I present for you, the Loves of my Life:
*Seinfeld
*Rainy days
*Hot fudge sundaes
*Bars that serve popcorn
*Karaoke
*Sappy movies
*Bardenay
*Target
*Christmas lights
*Driving alone and singing loud
*Pictures
*Sharpie markers
*Ground squirrels
*Puppies
*Traveling
*Glitter and sequins
*Bar trivia
*Rum (even though it makes me crazy and emotional)
*Picking out the perfect present for someone
*Music that says everything you can't say
*Butterflies you get in your stomach when thinking of someone that makes you supremely happy
*BSU football (Go Broncos!)
*Red Sox baseball
*The Super Bowl
*Ryan Reynolds
*Papa Kelsey's
*Waking up and realizing you still have 2 more hours to sleep
*Potatoes
*Halloween
*Books that you can't put down
*Marathon phone/text conversations with great friends
*Surprises
*Puppies
*Kitties
*Laughing with little kids
*Laughing until you're crying
*Scarves
*Jimmy Johns
*Running around barefoot
*Writing
*Wearing glasses
*Gilmore Girls
*Greek
*Jergens cherry-almond lotion
*Texts From Last Night
*My family
*Making lists
*The moments when everything makes sense
*The fact that I have such good friends that I consider them my 2nd family.
So I could really go on and on. Apparently, I love a lot of things. Some might call it indecisiveness. I call it having a zest for life.
And so, I present for you, the Loves of my Life:
*Seinfeld
*Rainy days
*Hot fudge sundaes
*Bars that serve popcorn
*Karaoke
*Sappy movies
*Bardenay
*Target
*Christmas lights
*Driving alone and singing loud
*Pictures
*Sharpie markers
*Ground squirrels
*Puppies
*Traveling
*Glitter and sequins
*Bar trivia
*Rum (even though it makes me crazy and emotional)
*Picking out the perfect present for someone
*Music that says everything you can't say
*Butterflies you get in your stomach when thinking of someone that makes you supremely happy
*BSU football (Go Broncos!)
*Red Sox baseball
*The Super Bowl
*Ryan Reynolds
*Papa Kelsey's
*Waking up and realizing you still have 2 more hours to sleep
*Potatoes
*Halloween
*Books that you can't put down
*Marathon phone/text conversations with great friends
*Surprises
*Puppies
*Kitties
*Laughing with little kids
*Laughing until you're crying
*Scarves
*Jimmy Johns
*Running around barefoot
*Writing
*Wearing glasses
*Gilmore Girls
*Greek
*Jergens cherry-almond lotion
*Texts From Last Night
*My family
*Making lists
*The moments when everything makes sense
*The fact that I have such good friends that I consider them my 2nd family.
So I could really go on and on. Apparently, I love a lot of things. Some might call it indecisiveness. I call it having a zest for life.
Famousness!
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Disco Pierre
Disco Pierre is famous! I'm sure everyone has heard of PeopleofWalmart.com. If not, then you need to join the 21st century. Anyways, Disco Pierre managed to use his sneaky photography skills and catch this classic WalMarter.
I personally love the brown socks (with sandals) and the fanny pack.
Here's the website. It's an excellent waste of time, if I do say so myself.
The Mom Chronicles
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The Mom Chronicles
My mom is awesome. In more ways than one. Today, I share her with you.
Mom: So after we left Barnes and Noble, we decided to go to Dairy Queen for dinner. Except N had to get M, and then L didn't know how to get there so she followed me.
Me: Ok.
Mom: But then I forgot that L was following me and when I tried to look for her, there was this big truck behind me. So I slowed way down so he would get mad and pass me, but he didn't. So then we were almost to DQ and I still didn't know if L was behind me. So I turned on Woodruff and pulled over.
Me: This is the longest story ever.
Mom: Be quiet. I haven't even gotten to the good part. So I try to call L but my cell phone is dead, but then this nice man comes to my window. He wants to know if I want to buy peaches. I tell him no, but ask if I can borrow his cell phone to call L. He says yes and so I try to call L and N, but they both didn't answer. So then he says I can text them if I want, but I don't know how to text. So then he does it for me. And then I tell him the story about how I broke my ankle and the other nice man that helped me then.
Me: Why did you tell him that story?
Mom: Because they were both nice. But anyways, then I decided that since he was so nice that I would buy some peaches. So I bought a bag of peaches for $5, but then I only had a $10 bill. So I bought 2 bags of peaches.
Me: Why didn't you just get change?
Mom:......I don't know. Think grandma will want some peaches?
Gotta love her.
Mom: So after we left Barnes and Noble, we decided to go to Dairy Queen for dinner. Except N had to get M, and then L didn't know how to get there so she followed me.
Me: Ok.
Mom: But then I forgot that L was following me and when I tried to look for her, there was this big truck behind me. So I slowed way down so he would get mad and pass me, but he didn't. So then we were almost to DQ and I still didn't know if L was behind me. So I turned on Woodruff and pulled over.
Me: This is the longest story ever.
Mom: Be quiet. I haven't even gotten to the good part. So I try to call L but my cell phone is dead, but then this nice man comes to my window. He wants to know if I want to buy peaches. I tell him no, but ask if I can borrow his cell phone to call L. He says yes and so I try to call L and N, but they both didn't answer. So then he says I can text them if I want, but I don't know how to text. So then he does it for me. And then I tell him the story about how I broke my ankle and the other nice man that helped me then.
Me: Why did you tell him that story?
Mom: Because they were both nice. But anyways, then I decided that since he was so nice that I would buy some peaches. So I bought a bag of peaches for $5, but then I only had a $10 bill. So I bought 2 bags of peaches.
Me: Why didn't you just get change?
Mom:......I don't know. Think grandma will want some peaches?
Gotta love her.
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