Some of my favorite things about being alive:
I love that twizzlers were invented with a hole down the middle so I use it as a straw with Mt. Dew.
I love my friends. They may be few but they are true.
I love popcorn with a glass of very cold milk.
My favorite hat is a beanie or my cowboy.
I like how my phone has a keyboard, it makes doing something I hate a little bit better.
I love the way it feels to finally be happy.
My favorite pair of shoes are my flip-flops.
And my favorite type of food is Mexican. But my favorite thing to eat is a good salad.
I love getting those butterflies when you go over a hill real fast.
I also love getting those same butterflies when My Hubby does something sweet, out of the blue.
I love the way I feel after a good run.
I love being from Nebraska, because its made me who I am.
I love this saying and I can't wait to use it: "You just fvcked with the wrong bitch, and I am going to make you pay. I hope you are shunned for life."
I also really enjoy Friends re-runs.
I secretly love Britney Spears and Pink.
I really love my sisters, but I'm thinking I might kick the rest of my family in the ass.
My new favorite website is seeqpod.com
My favorite current running show would have to be The Office
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Sunday, May 25, 2008
I want to cut them out
First of all, yes, I am dumb.
But that doesn't mean I need to be punished this way. Ugh!
I wore my contacts a month too long I think. And now I can barely keep my eyes open. I had to turn the contrast down on my computer becuase bright light makes me squint.
Hard to believe that something so small could cause this annoying pain. And why does it seem that the sun is like a gazillion times brighter today at 7 a.m. than before?
And did they crank up the wattage on these light bulbs in here?
Oh I hope I can make it till 5 p.m. If my eyes are going to be this red there should definitely be some hard core cheez involved, like an all day binge, kind of thing.
Note to self, only keep contacts in for 2 months MAX. Man it would be so much easier if I were just blind...oh wait retract that last statement. My dog would suck as a seeing eye dog. I don't think he can drive.
But that doesn't mean I need to be punished this way. Ugh!
I wore my contacts a month too long I think. And now I can barely keep my eyes open. I had to turn the contrast down on my computer becuase bright light makes me squint.
Hard to believe that something so small could cause this annoying pain. And why does it seem that the sun is like a gazillion times brighter today at 7 a.m. than before?
And did they crank up the wattage on these light bulbs in here?
Oh I hope I can make it till 5 p.m. If my eyes are going to be this red there should definitely be some hard core cheez involved, like an all day binge, kind of thing.
Note to self, only keep contacts in for 2 months MAX. Man it would be so much easier if I were just blind...oh wait retract that last statement. My dog would suck as a seeing eye dog. I don't think he can drive.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Proposals over raw meat
My cousin and I used to work at the Deli in town together for about one summer I think it was, must've been before she moved off to Lawrence.
But one of our jobs at the Deli was pattying hamburger meat, getting it stocked for the night shift and the next day.
So we were sitting there making meat balls then smashing them flat, when we decided that neither of us would ever get married and that we would just marry eachother (because not only is gay marriage legal in Nebraska but also marrying your first cousin is cool too, by the way, its not, what do you think this is? Alabama? No we are more civilized than that).
I'm not sure how this all came about, and as always I may not be remembering this exchange of words correctly but I kinda gathered from this conversation, even though we were joking around, that (we'll call her Blondie because she's always had very blond hair) Blondie wasn't interested in marriage just yet and really didn't seem interested in having kids. I guess I was wrong.
Not probably 3-6 months later Blondie moved to Kansas, met a guy, got engaged, got married and starting popping out kids. She's always loved kids and I'm sure she makes a great mom and I think she should have more. She's even offered her fertile uterus to me (all in jokes as well) in case I happen to be the only infertile Witte on the planet.
There is so much to be learned from a proposal over bloody mushed up meat. Funny how when I patty a burger now, I think about how quickly ones life can change. Sometimes one decision really can turn your life around.
Ok that's not what I think about when I play with meat, I don't know what I think about when I'm flattening out raw meat for consumption...probably thinking how much my nose itches and how bad is sucks that I can't itch it becuase I have a handful of raw cow meat in my hands and how I can manuever my shoulder to my nose to itch it and hope a booger (thats booger not burger) doesn't fall onto my meat at the same time...good thing it all looks the same.
But one of our jobs at the Deli was pattying hamburger meat, getting it stocked for the night shift and the next day.
So we were sitting there making meat balls then smashing them flat, when we decided that neither of us would ever get married and that we would just marry eachother (because not only is gay marriage legal in Nebraska but also marrying your first cousin is cool too, by the way, its not, what do you think this is? Alabama? No we are more civilized than that).
I'm not sure how this all came about, and as always I may not be remembering this exchange of words correctly but I kinda gathered from this conversation, even though we were joking around, that (we'll call her Blondie because she's always had very blond hair) Blondie wasn't interested in marriage just yet and really didn't seem interested in having kids. I guess I was wrong.
Not probably 3-6 months later Blondie moved to Kansas, met a guy, got engaged, got married and starting popping out kids. She's always loved kids and I'm sure she makes a great mom and I think she should have more. She's even offered her fertile uterus to me (all in jokes as well) in case I happen to be the only infertile Witte on the planet.
There is so much to be learned from a proposal over bloody mushed up meat. Funny how when I patty a burger now, I think about how quickly ones life can change. Sometimes one decision really can turn your life around.
Ok that's not what I think about when I play with meat, I don't know what I think about when I'm flattening out raw meat for consumption...probably thinking how much my nose itches and how bad is sucks that I can't itch it becuase I have a handful of raw cow meat in my hands and how I can manuever my shoulder to my nose to itch it and hope a booger (thats booger not burger) doesn't fall onto my meat at the same time...good thing it all looks the same.
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