Friday, January 6, 2012

I bet you think I'm blogging because it's a New Years Resolution. But you're wrong. Cause I don't believe in that crap. lol. I'm rood. I've explained this theory to everyone and anyone and someone who will listen. It goes like this.

We have a chance every month, or week, or even day to start over. So what does the difference in a change in the last number of the year make? PLUS it takes 21 days to make something a habit (or break one). So technically, every month would be a great time to start with resolutions. Anyway, there ya go. I read today on my friend Emily's blog something I totally love. Read it here. I want to do those things.

I don't have anything particular in mind that I want to speak of. I was going to share my list of things I believe in. Because I just told you I don't believe in New Years Resolutions and stuff. This will not be my testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, because that is a different subject for a different time. This will be a silly list.

Real quick though. I was talking to my friend about her fear of the dentist and such. She is going to a sedation dentist because she hates dental stuff THAT much. So she had an evaluation sort of appointment and needs lots of work done. So she has to go 2 different times. The first time she goes it will be a 7 hour procedure! Whoa right? So the first thing I thought of? What about the bathroom situation? I asked her if they were gonna put a catheter in. Because 7 hours is totally a long time. Especially when... well you know. Maybe you don't? That's what I'll do. I'll totally make my public announcement here.

I am with child! I posted it in my uber secret blog awhile ago. But I didn't do the Facebook stuff and I don't want to. So if you read this blog, can you not do the Facebook thing? Like ask me those annoying questions?

"How far along are you?" 27 weeks
"Is it a boy or a girl?" It's a girl!!!
"How are you feeling?" Terrible.
"When are you due?" April 7th.

Anyway, so the bathroom situation is on my mind a lot considering my situation. Wow. This is getting really out of hand and off subject. But I suppose i'll tie it all together somehow. Okay, I believe in accessibility to bathrooms. Like all the time. Dumb thing to believe in. So here's a good one.

I believe in the power of positive thoughts! Like totally for real. My sister and I have decided that we are gonna be abundant beeyotches. And it totally works when I work it. The other day we had like 1 dollar in our bank account (oh yeah! That's right now) and we needed some gasoline. Well guess what peeps? I was all thinkin positive and picturing money in our account and such and I found this check for the exact amount we needed, that I had forgotten about. That's right homies. It can work for you too! One of my favorite peeps is Wayne Dyer. He says, "Abundance is not something we acquire. It is something we tune into." So tune into it!

And now I realized I wrote all snobby style regarding el bebe. I'm totally excited and thrilled and happy about it. Really I am. In the past I've been sort of scared and nervous and fearful but not this time. Which is why I think i'm keeping it more quiet this time around. I am enjoying it and loving it. Then I realized today that I'm totally not prepared as far as baby stuff goes. So that's stressful. Anyway, I believe in babies. Totally random way to connect stuff. I know it doesn't go. But I do need to. Go that is. If you know what I mean.

Friday, November 11, 2011

You know that awkward moment when:

You meet a friend of your significant other for the first time and its like:

"Hi. I'm Lisa, David's wife." And she says, "Hi. I'm Ima. Ima Skank. You know, the one that loves your husband?" And then you say, "Oh yes. The one he forgets to mention? Ah yes, I know you."

It happened today. Except not quite like that. We were at the Veterans Day parade at Embry-Riddle (which was really cool by the way) and after it got over, David walked over to greet us. His mom and dad were there and so were his brothers and a sister-in-law. And my mom. And me. And our kids. He walks up lookin all hot and stuff and he sees this girl he knows from his Chinese class. It was clearly the most awkward moment ever for her. She was so caught off guard at the sight of her knight in shining armor (or army greens) that she weirdly stuck her arms out for a hug or something but then maybe realized that he wasn't coming for her? Or something. I'm not sure how that all worked out but it was fuuuuunnnnny to watch. I stood there, being the seething wife. Crossing my arms over my chest. Glaring. Ah, not really! I was smiling the whole time. I was thinking, "what up beeyotch? That my may-un" (gangsta style). I coulda taken her down with a simple chest bump. But I actually felt bad.

It gets better though. I know right? We went to Texas Roadhouse (The Texas Whorehouse) for the free food and so I could judge all the skinny chubis and we saw her there. With her boyfriend? Okay, so I know what you're thinking. 'She doesn't love him if she has a boyfriend' right? Well wrong. I know of/have seen/have met (been?) many a woman who has gone after meat that's off-the-market. I love referring to men and inanimate objects because they do it to us all the time. It's only fair right? Anyway, so we see them. And she's all, "We should all sit together." And I was like "Yeah, we totally should. In fact, you should sit next to him so you can touch his inner thigh under the table." Unfortunately, Sitting together didn't work out. So sad.

Sometimes I forget that my husband is that guy. The popular kid in school. The One Who Everyone Loves. He humbly claims it's not true and then I remind him that I'm not an idiot. And although school was awhile ago, it wasn't THAT long ago. I remember how those rules work. It's okay, I won.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

"Remember when you used to have to blow into the Nintendo game even before you played it?"  I heard this on the radio just before they played what they called a "Generation X" tune. It was Natalie Imbruglia (one of my favorites!). The announcer also mentioned Sonic the Hedgehog and the Sega. Oh my. I had one. I want it back.
Apparently this really fancy game came out a couple days ago at midnight. MW3 or something? Let me look it up. Yes. Modern Warfare. It has something to do with Call of Duty which are both things I know nothing about. This game is "the most anticipated game of all time!" Whoa. That's sort of a big deal.

I feel so behind the times. What happened to Pac Man (my hubby and I still have contests with this one. He always wins) and Mario? Now it's only cool to wear the paraphernalia.

Do you remember when you and your bff would play Super Mario Brothers and Duck Hunt like all day long? I was never cool enough to own my own Nintendo so I would always go to my friends house. Sometimes she would let me be Mario but most of the time I had to be Luigi which meant going second. And she was always better because obviously, she could practice more.

Classic Sega SystemAnd then do you remember when Super Mario Brothers 2 came out? And then 3? Wow! The graphics were uh.maze.ing.

When I got older I was lucky enough to get a Sega Genesis for my birthday. It came with Sonic the Hedgehog. I played for hours. It's still my most favorite game ever.


This is not to say that I don't enjoy modern video games. The other day my sister and I gallantly played Just Dance 3 which was almost brand new then. Our favorite was this one below. Just picture this: me and my sister. Dancing. To this. While my mom and her hubby watched. It was hilarious. And really really fun.


I got to hold the controller. Cause apparently I'm a better dancer. I'm not sure about that at all, especially in my old age. I should be grateful she even let me hold the controller right? One day I'll get my Sega and my Wii and I'll share it with the world. Wanna come over and play?

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