Thursday, April 30, 2009

Hello to Happy

So, I have been reading this blog every now and again. She has been posting peoples lists of things that bring them happiness. I loved it. I loved it so much that decided I would make my own list. It has officially brightened up my finals study session.

1. Thinking that this time next week my finals will be over.
2. Diet Coke with vanilla (fountain, NOT bottle)
3. Singing in the shower (more to come on that)
4. Sunshine.
5. Feeding the ducks at the park.
6. Lunch/Dinner dates with friends.
7. Phone calls from my momma. With my dad in the back ground, interjecting all over the place.
8. Laughing. Belly laughs. Full on laughing till it hurts.
9. A good story. Either one told by a friend, with all the juicy details, a book, a good blog post or a great film.
10. Checking things off a to-do list. Satisfying. Like pulling up a weed.

Do you have anything you would like add to my list?? Feel free. In fact, if you read this post, I demand you to add something to it that makes you happy. Do it. Do it now.

Here's to happiness! Cheers! ;)

Monday, April 27, 2009

An asset to my entourage

Recently I heard that a male friend of mine was adopting another guy into his friend circle. My male friend is thinking that this new guy is a good looking dude. This new guy is meant to be his new wing man.
Do women do this? Last time I checked all my friends were my friends because we like hanging out, we have common interest, they laugh at my jokes, we have common histories, we like each other, we like to talk to each other, and we make each other laugh.
Do I have this all wrong? Do I need to start looking at girls, and think to my self, "would you be an asset to my entourage*?" Meaning will you help me pick up guys? Will you lure them in with your beauty, and then I will do my best not to mess it up by saying inappropriate things or being too over the top??

*Entourage. I don't have one. But I liked the way the phrase "an asset to my entourage" sounded. What I should say is, an asset to a group of friends that let me be seen with them.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Mrs. Heckles

My roommate was laughing this morning. She was laughing because there was a broom by our night stands. (and when I say nightstands, I mean our plastic drawers. classy huh?)
The broom is there because we have some LOUD new neighbors upstairs.
They have been loud all week. At one point they got scary loud and we may or may not have made a call into the police.
I miss our old neighbors. We never met them but they were quiet. Except for a few times when we think they were..... ya know, doing it.
The new people walk around upstairs like they are really heavy people that stomp around instead of walk around.
So the broom. Do you remember Mr. Heckles from Friends? The cranky neighbor that lived below Monica and Rachael? I pulled a Mr. Heckles and pounded on the ceiling with my broom. It didn't give me the sound quality I was wanting because our broom is an Ikea special that is made out of plastic. Even though it was weak, it did sort of work for a minute.
I think I may need a new broom.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Cherries and feathers

Me and spring love each other.
I love cherry blossoms. This morning I loved these specific cherry blossoms. My walk to my car was delightful. I would love them even more if they didn't smell so awful. That needs to be fixed. They could cross breed them with roses or something right?
Fix it.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Growing Pains

This theme song has been stuck in my head since January. How did it get there?

Wasn't Kirk Cameron dreamy? Do you remember Mikey's best friend Boner? hahahaha
Were any of you annoyed with the new Seaver kid that came along? Chrissy? Did anyone else wish their parents would build an apartment above the garage?

Or was I the only one who grew up watching this?

I think I am going to try and get this song on my iPod. :)

Friday, April 10, 2009

A sweet sound

Little fists knocking on my door and little voices saying, "Aunt Anna, hi, we are here, Aunt Anna open the door!"

My sister in-law and three of my nephews came to my apartment tonight. Stuffed animals in arms and pizza to share.

Loved having them. Jett filled me in on his popularity at school and explained to me that the reason his feet smell, is because he runs really fast so his feet get sweaty. ;)

Luke. Oh Lukey. When I stated that I wish I didn't have to go to work, Luke shared his wisdom. He said that I gotta get me a husband. Then, I could quit my job and my husband could go to work for me. So wise this little guy.

Then there is Tommy. This little 3 year old engages in non stop wrestling. He pulled a few Chuck Norris moves on me and his brothers. Spin kicks and body checks.

Love them. Wish their little fists knocked on my door more often.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Miracle of

My darling cousin had her baby last night.
AND she let me come and see.
This was my first OR experience and it was my first live birth experience.
They cut her open, (ever so tenderly) and prodded and pulled, THEN pushed on her belly a little bit and SWEET baby Alice came out!

you can tell little Amy doesn't look comfortable here. :(

Amy, you are a doll to let your curious and interested nursing student cousin come and check out your c-section. It was a lovely uterus and your ovaries and fallopian tubes look fabulous! Not to mention that cute baby that was living in that nice uterus of yours for the past 9 months!

Baby Alice LYNN (like MY middle name!!) 7lb 10oz. Chubby cheeks and dimpled chin.
Me and baby Alice are going to have a special bond. I can feel it.
Welcome little Alice!
Thanks again Amy and Randy for letting me in on the excitement!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Rinse and repeat

Do you ever wish you could wash more than just the daily grime off in the shower? Sometimes I think I almost convince myself that if I stay in there long enough my flaws (I'm talking inner flaws, not extra weight or crooked noses) will rinse off with my shampoo.
Sadly, I have yet to find a strong enough soap. I unfortunately get only temporary relief and all my flaws just stick to me like tattoos.
For the 10-20 minutes* that I am in there, I feel pretty good.
If my skin didn't prune and if hot water didn't run out, I think there would be days that I would just stand there all day.

* I know, I know it's not good for the earth to take that long of showers. I know that my roommates sometimes hate me because I have taken all the water. I want to know how Jennifer Aniston takes 3 min showers. How. How?