What ryhmes with defibrillator?

I have had the song "bleeding love" in my head for days. I find myself breaking into the chorus at the most random times. And it is almost always accompanied by eyes closing and popsinger-esqu hand motions. So I have been singing it around the house, and when I go to do laundry at the house across from the garage. Until finally its germs were so contagious that the girl across from the garage couldnt help but join in! And this opened up a discussion about just who gruesom a song that is. Veins and bleeding...(jerry seinfeld voice) whats the deal with that? So we decided that this, and other songs, have been inspired by the new trend of hospital shows. ER and Grey's Anatomy have caused such gory songs. And as we laughed hysterically at our clever find, we both burst into song about how love shocks like a defibrillator (pause as we think of something that ryhmes) and I cant wait to see you laterrrr! Stay tuned for more songs about blood, guts, and other life saving tools.

Its administrative professionals day. If you have an administrative professional in your life, please recognize them. Where would all the pipe smoking millionaires in this world be without their trusty assistants? I was lucky enough to receive flowers and a little ceramic turtle from my boss. I have named him Timmy the turtle. He's chilling with me as I type. Super cool turtle that Timmy is. And being that this joyus holiday falls on a Wednesday, we should combine the names and call it "Hump and Administrative Proffessional Day!" Pure genius! Make a card for that, Hallmark!

I got the sweetest email today. I have been pretty darn sick the last few weeks with terrible allergies that turned into a nasty sinus infection that turned into antibiotics that have made my stomach so sick. With 2 jobs, various babysitting gigs, and a social life I feel like I haven't the time to sit home and wallow in how bad I feel. I'm no saint, I definitely have my whiny times. But a lady from work commended me, and who doesnt like a good old fashioned compliment you didnt even ask for? It went a little something like...

"That’s just it....you don’t complain....you are just about the toughest person I know. I know you’ve had some hard times, but you’re a good example of someone who uses those experiences to turn things around....you don’t let yourself wallow in it. That’s kind of like a big deal, ya know!"

Wow, what a great day this has been so far already! Timmy, flowers, and one of the nicest emails Ive received. Yeah, life is pretty great!

What a Whacky Weekend

For those of you that know me, you know that I have the whackiest of families. We are always coming up with weird names for things, and there is never a shortage of goofiness when one of us around. It gets even worse when we get together. Case in point...this weekend. It was a beautful day in Warsaw IN where a few of said crazies were able to meet for a short but exciting visit. After a lunch of delicious food and crayon throwing, we headed to the park. A beautiful day at the park with my 3yr old nephew whom I absolutely adore! What could be more fun than swinging and climbing by a cute little lake? Streaking, thats what could be more fun! Now, crazy as we may be, we are certainly not tasteless enough to go running nude through a public park. But showing a little buttcrack (which happens to be my favorite word currently) aint never hurt nobody! So that we did, and I laughed until I cried. Keep in mind we were the only ones at the park, so it was a private show, but a hysterical one at that. Now before you dismiss me and my family as classless nincampoops, imagine for a moment if you will how funny it would be to be swinging in the park and have your crazy sister run past you with her pants a touch too low. I think we all had more fun in the park the child we brought!

Mom and Dad, thank you both for raising me and my sisters with the sense of humor we all have come to know and love. For showing us that words like "awakward" can be hillarious, and that putting a 12 pack box of pepsi on your head is enough to bust someones gut. I am eternally grateful for your commitment to instilling core values such as "face the facts, farts are funny!"

I have intended this blog to be an inspiring tale of a girl who is about to go back to school and get her degree. But what fun is that? Stay tuned for more meaningful blogs.....

Streak on blog buddies, streak on!