Making promises I can't keep

I was reading through old postings and I realized that I used to be much funnier. Whoa. I have really been slacking lately. I mean, I was super witty in some of my posts. I need to step up my game big time (did you put a Jamaican accent with the words "big time," like they do in "I Love You Man?" I mean a Jamaican accent that sounds like a leprechaun? Just checking.)

I blame winter. I mean, who can be funny when it is cold and snowy? It is a challenge.

Heard this great quote in a movie. It in no way relates to my life, but I wish it did!

"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat." - Theodore Roosevelt

Am I Crazy?

I just had to start a new counter on this blog. It was driving me nuts that it said 12,000 when I knew that couldn't be right. Is that too weird? It was bugging me, so there…it is done.

By the way, I just watched Julie and Julia today and that made me feel really bummed about my blog. I am so not famous yet for this one. I need a gimmick. I need something that will make me become rich from this vortex into which I pour my (sometimes disturbing) thoughts.

I Need a Hobby

(this has nothing to do with this post other than the title of the thing: did you ever hear my story about the cahsier at Wal-Mart (excuse me, Wal-Marts) who looked at me when I was checking out of the store and said (and I quote) "you look like a lady in need of a hobby."!!!)

One of the many wonderful things about me, that you may not know, is that I tend to take pictures of my medical maladies and then show them to others. I think that this must be a by-product of living alone. I must feel the need to have some proof that this actually happened to me. For example, when I had the worst case of pink-eye ever? Took a picture (that is a lie, I actually took several just to give the time-elapse feel to the experience). Want to show people that two of my surgery scars look like little pink worms? You guessed it, take a picture and send it via text message.

Today, I found this patch of dry skin on my leg and I was telling my mom about it at rehearsal tonight. Then I said, "I took a picture," and for some reason that cracked her up. She had to hide her head in her music while she was laughing. At least she accepts that I am strange.

Moral of the story . . . I guess be cautious when you get a picture text from me. You never know what it might contain!

Avatar

My mom's birthday was last Thursday. Since there was a snowstorm, we couldn't do anything that day. Sooooo, the next day, my mom and I went to Bonefish Grill and saw Avatar at the Rave movie theatre at Polaris. I guess it was a night of firsts because I've never been to Bonefish Grill before. It was pretty good. I have also never seen a movie in 3D before. Unless you could Capitan EO which I saw at Epcot in, like, 1988. That was one with the glasses where one eye is red and one eye is blue and is pretty lame. But this 3D was so awesome! Way better than seeing a red/ blue Michael Jackson.

Memories from one who is a tad bit obsessed with food

I was snacking today at work. It was one of those new girl scout fundraiser things where they sell snacky-type items in little tins. This was something like Cajun Snack Mix. In Cajun Snack Mix, there are these little sesame nugget things that remind me of the sesame-cracker-nugget things that they had as a salad topper on the Wendy's salad bar. Remember the salad bar at Wendy's? I loooooved eating at Wendy's and getting the salad bar because it made me feel so grown up. I'm not really sure if it was a truly quality salad bar because I was, like, eight, but I did love that thing. Oh, whatever happened to you, Wendy's salad bar? I miss you so awfully much.

Dishwasher Dilemma

I broke a chopstick the other day. Did you know that chopsticks fall through the little holes of the dishwasher really easily? I usually just hand wash them, but decided to put them in the dishwasher. Then, when I was pulling the rack out, the chopstick that had fallen halfway through snapped right in half! So, lesson learned, I need to put them upside down so that they can't fall through.

Now I have another dilemma: I have an uneven number of chopsticks! I'm pretty sure that I won't be using all six pairs at once anytime soon, but this odd number of chopsticks is really bothering me. (I've actually contemplated throwing out one perfectly fine chopstick so that I'll be back to an even number!) If only all of life's problems were so mundane!