I love spring. It's one of my two favorite seasons. Fall being the other. But it is a crazy time of year for me. So crazy that I have 150 bazillion ideas for blog posts, but no time to actually do them and they're all heavy ideas. And I just don't wanna go there right now.
So instead I'm borrowing from Twitter's 100 facts about me thing and I'm gonna share 20 facts about me. Cause let's face it. Are there really 100 facts about me? Really? Or if I do 100 maybe I'll split them up in 5 weekly posts or something. So...
1) my favorite color is purple, but I'm not one of those 'my whole world has to be purple' people. I own a LOT of pink and brown.
2) I look like little miss innocent, so I've shocked people all my life with different facts about me and I enjoy the heck out of that. I love the look on people's faces when I tell them something and they're all "Really? You?"
3) On my iPod is everything from Metallica to The Eagles to Nelly to Lady Gaga to Brooks and Dunn.
4) I watched professional wrestling from junior high up until a few years ago. Yes I KNOW it's fake. Not what I watch it for....
5) I was 39 years old before I realized I hate sloppy joes.
6) I once got an A- on a paper in high school when I should have gotten an F because the paper was so good she couldn't fail me just for a fragmented sentence. She chalked it up to artistic license.
7) This is the longest I've gone in years without completely chopping my hair off. I let it grow and grow and then get sick of it and want to chop it off. So far I'm good with it being long.
8) I don't like video games where I have to interact with people. Just leave me alone with my spider solitaire and it'll all be ok.
9) The proverb that means the most to me is 'Trust in God, but lock your car.' That may be it's own blog post at some point...
10) I have a tattoo. I have at least one more planned that has a lot of meaning to me. I figured I would be a "one and done" person, but no. I get the addiction.
11) I absolutely love NASCAR. I follow it just a little obsessively. There are more drivers I like than I don't like and Twitter has made me a complete Jimmie Johnson convert.
12) I can only buy one box of Peeps at a time because I could (and would) eat my weight in them.
13) I hate washing dishes, doing laundry and ironing, but I absolutely love the result.
14) I worked as a car hop in high school and no I did not wear rollerskates.
15) Professional football, basketball and baseball annoy/bore the heck out of me. I love college football, basketball and softball, but I haven't really been able to get into college baseball. Baseball only really interests me if I have a player in the game. (I love me some t-ball. That age is so stinkin' cute!)
16) I have rules about college sports. If it's not in the Big 12 I'm not going to pay a lot of attention unless they're playing a Big 12 team. #1 Team - Oklahoma State. Always cheer over an Oklahoma team above any other. No OK team, always cheer for the Texas team. Texas teams playing each other, it's Texas Tech, Texas, Baylor and A & M in that order. (Except for this year because the Aggie qb is from my town.)
17) Give me a cherry vanilla Dr. Pepper and I'll forgive anything.
18) I'm all about the acronym shows. NCIS, NCIS - LA, CSI whatever, and then Criminal Minds because they're too cool for an acronym. Especially NCIS and CM. Seriously. Syndication just feeds my addiction. And then throw in Sons of Anarchy and Justified for good measure. (I've gotta have some bad boys in the mix.)
19) I blame Fonzie and Vinnie Barbarino for my "bad boys in motorcycle jackets" thing.
20) I....love....lists.
I may have to do 100. Just not now. Maybe an every couple of weeks thing.
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Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Crickets
That's what I'm hearing in my brain. Crickets chirping.
No, not really. Actually I think there's soooo much going through my teeny tiny brain that I've been having a hard time focusing on one thing to blog on.
Here's the highlights:
Expectations are premeditated resentments and Valentine's Day is one big resentment plot for me. I've been with my husband for almost 10 years now. I know the man pretty darn well and one fact about the love of my life is that you could fit his romantic side in a teaspoon. Except every once in awhile he pulls something out of the hat that is so from so far out in left field he is automatically forgiven for every missed birthday/anniversary/Valentine's day. This was one of those years. I got a computer generated card. In and of itself not that exciting. Except for the words. A lot of the time my husband is full of the blarney. For example...his most recent wheelchair. He told me in all seriousness that he had ordered a canary yellow pearl wheelchair. I was horrified. I mean, yeah, dude's gotta ride around in it, but I have to look at it and I was more than a little nervous at the idea of having to look at a canary yellow pearl wheelchair for the next three years because OBVIOUSLY!! But when we go to pick it up....it's like a midnight blue pearl. It's actually very cool looking. It's manly but with sparkles. Win/win. But when it comes to matters of the heart, if he doesn't mean it, he doesn't say it. So when I read his computer generated card...I cried.
Spring has sprung. West Texas does two weeks of winter a year and two weeks ago we had it. Sub freezing temps for two weeks straight almost. Frozen pipes, burst pipes, couldn't get warm, winter. It's over. It's been in the 60's, 70's and 80's for the last two weeks and it's predicted 70's for the next week. I...love...it. I've already started watching the mesquites for signs of them putting out leaves. It's probably too early. We probably have one more freeze left. But mesquites...I'm watching you.
If you haven't heard this yet...my 40th birthday is in April. Read that part about expectations and resentments again. Guess where my brain is headed for my 40th birthday. Some kind of big deal had better be made somewhere you know what I'm saying??? And I've been trying to get ready for this 5K and all that. Well, guess what. The baby shower for my last nephew ever (maybe) is the Sunday after my birthday. My cousin who I haven't seen in 10-12 years and who also has the same birthday as me (day not year she's way far away from 40) is coming to the shower. So I get to spend my 40th birthday with my "twin" cousin and her family, possibly her parents, possibly my parents, my brother and his family and if the husband isn't being too much of a pain...my hubby. I don't know about anybody else, but I'm making a HUGE deal out of this.
I finally have my spare bedroom rearranged to suit me. That is all.
The Daytona 500 was yesterday. I watched most of the truck race, most of the Nationwide race and all of the Daytona 500 and all I've gotta say is Trevor Bayne is too cute and very deserving, Tony Stewart made it to Victory Lane which always makes me happy, and Michael Waltrip made me cry on Friday. Dale Earnhardt is still missed, but he's the reason why my favorite drivers can drive the way they do and wreck the way they do and walk away. Bring on the 2011 season!!!
And, last but not least, my newest sister-in-law is now on Facebook. I'm so excited.
So there's a lot going on in there, but it's all good.
No, not really. Actually I think there's soooo much going through my teeny tiny brain that I've been having a hard time focusing on one thing to blog on.
Here's the highlights:
Expectations are premeditated resentments and Valentine's Day is one big resentment plot for me. I've been with my husband for almost 10 years now. I know the man pretty darn well and one fact about the love of my life is that you could fit his romantic side in a teaspoon. Except every once in awhile he pulls something out of the hat that is so from so far out in left field he is automatically forgiven for every missed birthday/anniversary/Valentine's day. This was one of those years. I got a computer generated card. In and of itself not that exciting. Except for the words. A lot of the time my husband is full of the blarney. For example...his most recent wheelchair. He told me in all seriousness that he had ordered a canary yellow pearl wheelchair. I was horrified. I mean, yeah, dude's gotta ride around in it, but I have to look at it and I was more than a little nervous at the idea of having to look at a canary yellow pearl wheelchair for the next three years because OBVIOUSLY!! But when we go to pick it up....it's like a midnight blue pearl. It's actually very cool looking. It's manly but with sparkles. Win/win. But when it comes to matters of the heart, if he doesn't mean it, he doesn't say it. So when I read his computer generated card...I cried.
Spring has sprung. West Texas does two weeks of winter a year and two weeks ago we had it. Sub freezing temps for two weeks straight almost. Frozen pipes, burst pipes, couldn't get warm, winter. It's over. It's been in the 60's, 70's and 80's for the last two weeks and it's predicted 70's for the next week. I...love...it. I've already started watching the mesquites for signs of them putting out leaves. It's probably too early. We probably have one more freeze left. But mesquites...I'm watching you.
If you haven't heard this yet...my 40th birthday is in April. Read that part about expectations and resentments again. Guess where my brain is headed for my 40th birthday. Some kind of big deal had better be made somewhere you know what I'm saying??? And I've been trying to get ready for this 5K and all that. Well, guess what. The baby shower for my last nephew ever (maybe) is the Sunday after my birthday. My cousin who I haven't seen in 10-12 years and who also has the same birthday as me (day not year she's way far away from 40) is coming to the shower. So I get to spend my 40th birthday with my "twin" cousin and her family, possibly her parents, possibly my parents, my brother and his family and if the husband isn't being too much of a pain...my hubby. I don't know about anybody else, but I'm making a HUGE deal out of this.
I finally have my spare bedroom rearranged to suit me. That is all.
The Daytona 500 was yesterday. I watched most of the truck race, most of the Nationwide race and all of the Daytona 500 and all I've gotta say is Trevor Bayne is too cute and very deserving, Tony Stewart made it to Victory Lane which always makes me happy, and Michael Waltrip made me cry on Friday. Dale Earnhardt is still missed, but he's the reason why my favorite drivers can drive the way they do and wreck the way they do and walk away. Bring on the 2011 season!!!
And, last but not least, my newest sister-in-law is now on Facebook. I'm so excited.
So there's a lot going on in there, but it's all good.
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