Confessional Smeshional (Some Part...)

I just realized that it's been forever since I've done one of these. And I feel that the last day of November needs a post...so here goes!

First, though, did you know that November is National Adoption Awareness month? Most of you probably didn't. But you should. And now you do.

Hokay,

-We plan 100% on adopting a child. It was the number one condition that I had in any relationship with anyone. I made sure as I was dating, even before B, that these guys knew it was a priority for me and that if they weren't on board with it then there was no reason in us being together.

-I think bumper stickers are tacky. I don't think window clings are tacky.

-I like facebook better than myspace in large part because I can type "face" with one hand, and then it predicts where I want to go and I never have to use my other hand.

-The only calendars I buy are the $1 desktop calendars from Target. I put them on my bulletin board to keep my work hours straight.

-I just bought a Schwinn bike computer for my bike. It tells basically all the things that a treadmill computer tells you: speed, distance, calories burned, etc. I like to know how far I go, so I never ride anywhere without a "mile" track. Now I can.

-Until this year, I had no idea what the crap "cyber monday" was. Or that the day before Thanksgiving was one of the "biggest party nights of the year." I must have lived under a rock.

-I hate coffee.

-I really don't like online shopping. I want to see something, test it's quality, and THEN make the decision to buy it. Pictures don't really do anything for me.

-The fact that my weekly work hours are unpredictable really gets on my nerves. Just over the past six weeks, they have been (in order): 10, 10, 12, 29, 14, 34. Really. Just pick an extreme.

-I've lately fallen in love with the name "Farrah." With zero relation to Farrah Faucet.

-Today I waited at the window of Gold Star Chili for my chilidog for 5 minutes. I was the only person in the drivethru line, they all knew I was sitting there since every one of them looked at me at one point, and none of them even opened the window and said "just a second." So I left and went to the Wendy's next store. I was through the line and with my food in less than 60 seconds there. I do not feel bad about it.

-I can't wait to make stained glass cookies, peanut butter candy, and a sugarplums this year. But first I'm making deviled eggs, because I missed them on Thanksgiving!

Oh, and this kid? She's freakin' awesome.

The Hiney Flu

I went to lunch today with my grandmother and my mom. I am still laughing from this simple conversion:

Gram: "Let me tell you this funny story. You know that hiney flu?"
Mom: "...the what flu?"
Gram: "The hiney flu. You know, that one that used to be swine flu? That's what everyone is calling it now"
Mom: "You mean H1N1?"
Gram: "No, it's hini."
Mom: "Mom, it's H1N1, not hini."

I have no idea what her funny story was about, but it was absolutely irrelevant because my mom and I could NOT stop laughing before she even told it! Hiney flu! ;D

Another funny. My Gram and my nephew Little Man, who is the "aisle runner" at our wedding, were talking about the wedding the other day. My niece, Brady, is mixed race caucasian and african-american. Little Man does not have much racial diversity in his life and he's only 8, so he doesn't quite get it. What he does get? Dora.

Little Man: "I might have to help the flowergirls too."
Gram: "Who would you help?"
Little Man: (who is not great with names) "...that little girl. She's kind of brown. I think she speaks Spanish."

Lol! Gotta love kids!

Also, found some serving and place settings I do believe we're going to get. I texted B about them so he could check them out. What I meant to say was "I found some plates on clearance that are really cool." Apparently "plates" and "slaves" use the same numbers on texts, so what I really said was "I found some slaves on clearance that are really cool."

...that solicited a quick phone call from my dear fiance haha!

What do you think? They are color-pop-awesomeness, in my book. They are also $85 for 8 place settings and a serving set, which basically means "I want them, because when I get sick of them I won't feel guilty throwing them away and getting new ones."

True Confessions of a....Confessing Person

I find it disturbing that I don't find Britney Spears' new music that bad. In fact, I really quite like it.

I feel lame when I say "I really don't watch TV" when people ask me "did you see blahblahblah last night?!" because it's true. I am old.

With that in mind, I had a dream the other night with the Izzy scenario (Grey's Anatomy) within my own family with my sister and her planning mine and B's wedding and us having to move the wedding up so she could come. And have decided that I actually watch too much television.

It seriously bugs me when music videos don't make any sense with the lyrics. (See: Rascal Flatts, Here Comes Goodbye)

As much as I hate it and complain, I will probably stay at Devil University because I'm too lazy to deal with all the antics of switching again...at least now that I have an advisor with a brain.

Co-workers who answer the "what's your name again? julie?" with "Jules, or Julia, or Mystic...whatever" scare me, especially when it's followed with "It's my nickname. I'm a gamer with world of warcraft and that's my screen name." ...it would also be nice if she'd stop calling me baby. My dad said, "Your brother used to play that all the time" well, Dad, he was 15...not 50.

I try, but I cannot get into Desperate Housewives. It just seems like a bunch of rich snobs who can get away with anything and in all actuality it really kind of annoys and infuriates me.

The Twilight series is horrible. Sorry, I said it. I don't understand why millions of people are in love with it. I also, however, don't care if you like it as long as you like it with the knowledge that it's an absolutely horrid work of literature (just ask Stephen King).

Books on tape bore the crap out of me. Stop being lazy and just read the damn book.

Me and MTV are not meant to be. Unless it's "M.A.D.E.", music videos, or any of those stupid johnny knoxville/travis pastrana trytokillmyselfwhiledoingstupidstunts shows.

I gag at the thought of a salami and ketchup sandwich, but ketchup on just about everything else is perfectly normal for me.

This is the last week of class/finals week. I have a summer class that starts on Monday and only lasts 2 weeks. I'm considering taking another at the main university of our city, a side branch 15 minutes from my house, on M-W at 630 starting June 22nd. I would really like to graduate in two years. But I also really like my summer. And I can be selfish about that kind of stuff. It's sad, yet true.

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