To Blog or Not to Blog

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

I Got ROBbed

So I know this guy named Rob and somehow he found my blog, not sure how he found it, but not only did he find it, but he figured out it was me. Guess I'm not as sneaky as I thought. So he told my hubby all about my blog! It was supposed to be a secret Rob! PBBBTTHTHTHTH!

Monday, December 26, 2005

Brainiac Move of the Week

So on Christmas Eve the hubby and I were watching a movie, I got up to go to the bathroom and all the lights in the house were off, as I was leaving the bathroom I somehow managed to turn too early and ran smack into the wall with my face. Boy does that hurt! I've never been punched in the face and any accidental hits to the face in rough housing incidents have never hurt like that, so I'm guessing that's what getting punched in the face feels like, I do not recommend it.
Don't worry, my nose is fine...I think. It hurt yesterday and I had a headache all day yesterday, it's still sore today, but no bruising. In my opinion my nose doesn't look quit right, seems to be slightly swollen, but maybe I've just never concentrated this much on what my nose looks like so it's very possible that I am imagining this so called swelling, either way, I now think my nose is too big.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Attack of the Cookies!!

I work in an office where we've got lots of other company's we do business with. Well in the month of December we recieve tons of treats from all these company's and they bring us plate after plate full of cookies and sweets! I try to put them in the break room so they are out of sight out of mind, but the other lady keeps bringing them back up to the front. Can't someone please just bring us in a fruit tray, meat and cheese tray, something of some nutritional value? We did have a company bring us a specialty bread basket, it was delicious but I'm sure it was full of sugar! I feel my butt growing as I write this...

I also recieve lots of gifts from the many people that work here and I appreciate every gift I get, but sometimes it's stuff that I just won't use, so today a lady who is an assistant in my office was telling me how money was tight this year and so far no presents under the tree and she was only going to be able to afford a small present for her 15 year old daughter. I ran straight home at lunch and gathered all my unused gifts and brought them back to her. Unfortunatly most of the gifts were some kind of fragrant product and her daughter is asthmatic and allergic to them, some were coffee products, which the lady doesn't like her daughter to have, and the other were sweets or gift certificates to places that are sweets....the daughter doesnt' like sweets! I tried to help but it didnt' really work out. Good thing this lady has raised her daughter to be a wonderful human being who is very mature and selfless and all she asked for Christmas was a dontation to a charity. This girls got great things in store for her in her life and she will be rewarded for having such a kind heart, one that she has all year long that I get the joy of hearing stories about from her mom.

Friday, December 16, 2005

ABC's of Me

I've been trying to think of something to write about for a few days but couldn't come up with anything, so I had to copy Idaho Native
  • Idaho Native
  • And
  • OrangeFrog76
  • Thanks for the inspiration guys. =)

    Age: 25
    Best friend in high school: J and O
    Chore(s) you hate: Folding Laundry
    Dumbest thing you've done: Not enough room on the page
    Essential start of your day item: Pepsi One
    Favorite color(s): Blue, Pink & Red depending on my mood.
    Gold or silver: Silver
    Height: 5'8"
    Instruments you play: I used to be able to play violen and clarinet and a didgereedoo.
    Job title: Advertising/Receptionist (booo!)
    Kids: Not yet (boooo!)
    Living arrangements: Hubby and my little pooch
    Music: Mostly hip hop and pop, or 80's/90's cheese music
    Never: Talk with your mouth full.
    Overnight hospital stay other than birth: Never
    Phobia: Spiders and dark open water kind of freaks me out.
    Quote: "Whadda you wanna us to do? Kill Mufasa?"
    Right or left handed: Right
    Siblings: 1 Brother, 2 Stepbrothers, 1 Stepsister
    Time you woke up today: 7 am (Booo!)
    Unique habit: Sleep with a fan on, is that really unique?
    Vegetable you hate: Squash! Bleck!
    Worst habit: Picking at my nails
    X-rays you've had: My Teeth
    Your most valuable gift/possesion: Family and Friends (my gift not a possesion.)
    Zero to 100 (favorite number): Sorry don't have one

    Friday, December 09, 2005

    Cheddar Bay Biscuits

    I went to Red Lobster for dinner last night and I love their Cheddar Bay Biscuits. Years ago I found a recipe on the internet and used to make them all the time, but I haven't in years. I re-found the recipe and have posted it in case anyone is looking for something to make, it's really simple and fast and soooooo Good.

    Cheddar Bay Biscuits
    2 cups bisquick

    2/3 cup milk
    1/2 cup shredded cheddar cheese
    1/2 cup butter or margarine, melted
    1/4 teaspoon garlic powder

    Heat oven to 450f. Mix bisquick, milk, and cheese until soft dough forms. Drop by spoonful onto ungreased baking sheet. Bake 8 to 10 minutes. Mix butter and garlic powder. Brush mixture over warm biscuits before removing from sheet.

    Wednesday, December 07, 2005

    Warm Christmas

    I'm dreaming of a warm Christmas (er uh..Holiday)
    Just like the ones I've never known....
    Where the treetops glisten, and sunbathers listen
    to hear coconuts falling down below...

    I'm dreaming of a warm Christmas (Holiday)
    With every post card that I write...
    May your days last long into the night!
    And may all your Chritsmas' be warm...

    Monday, December 05, 2005


    So I auditioned for a commercial this weekend. It was my very first audition ever. I saw the criteria for the audition and most of it was voice over narration, which I thought I could do great at since I've been a "reporter" for my colleges campus radio and TV stations and this type of commercial is very similar to what reporters do.
    So I called up the hubby and told him we had an audition to go to on Sunday and he said "sorry babe, I'm leaving for a business trip on Sunday I can't go."
    Uh oh, I'm a big scaredy cat and was afraid to go by myself. I memorized the script, practiced it in front of the mirror and imagined myself on a stage saying it in front of a huge crowd ( I wasn't sure how the audition would be set up so I imagined the scariest scenario) Then Sunday came and I ho-hummed all day about whether I would go or not. I was leaning more towards chickening out and finally I got up, got myself together and just went. When I got there, there was only one guy in front of me and he walked into the audition just as I arrived, so I was going next, no time to practice more, no time to get more nervous, no time to back out, or to even calm down.
    I didn't nail it the way I'd practiced it. But I still think I did pretty darn good, of course I didn't see how anyone else did so I have no one to compare myself to, but I'm proud of myself for going and I'm proud of the job I did, (I just didn't make my smile big enough so it probably didn't give the amount of enthusiasm that I wanted, the second take I had the enthusiasm and the smile but I messed up the last word, doh!)
    The company that is making these commercials keeps this audition reel on file and they will pick people from this through out the year to do their commercials, so it may be a while before I get a spot, if I get one at all. But don't worry if I get one, I'll definitely be posting the good news.

    Thursday, December 01, 2005


    I just don't understand why some people feel the need to be so cruel and so mean.
    What joy do people get about gossiping about someone right in front of them but just out of earshot so they know they are being gossiped about and they hear snippets of conversation and know it's about them.

    What joy comes from lying about others to try to get them in trouble?
    What joy comes from calling other people mean names and making fun of them?
    Why stir up drama when there isn't even drama to stir up?

    How come some people are so blind to what others are doing, blind to their behavior?
    Are they really blind to it or are they choosing to be blind to it? Ignoring the bad parts and only seeing the good, when there really is more bad than good.

    Women can be the most vicious things on this planet, but why?

    Maybe the saying "nice guys always finish last" is true. To get ahead in this world or to be liked in this world you've got to be one of those people that will do anything to get others to like them even if it destroys other people.

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