Mexi-Tots

Last night I went to grab some dinner with my roommates and a friend. I naturally finished eating before all of them. One friend saves her mexi tots till the end because she loves them. I just wanted a taste so I snuck one, dipped it in ranch and enjoyed. Well, there was a bit of a whine from the owner of the tots and the next thing I know my hand had reached out and snatched as many as I could hold (turns out it was about 4). To every ones shock I just shoved them into my mouth. Just like that, I stole her beloved tots.

The other two were in some what of a shock and both informed me that I was mean for doing such a thing. Huh? Really? I was thinking I was hilarious! The owner of the tots was a bit shocked but I didn't feel any hatred coming from her. She may have been just a tad disappointed that her reflexes weren't quicker.

Then it hit me. The other two didn't really grow up with brothers. Me and the owner of the tots were raised with boys. This was a common occurrence growing up. I was skinny when I was young because I hadn't developed the skills to protect my food, so I didn't eat much. My roommates were never really exposed to this.

Food snatching is just kind of funny. Especially if the person really, really loves what they are about to eat. The best part about last night was that I had not premeditated the act. It was merely a reflex. A reflex that is similar to what most people do when a doctor taps their knee and their leg moves.

I am damaged huh? I told my brother about this and he said basically I am screwed as a person. That I should add this to my list of things that are keeping me from getting married. My brothers have ruined me. Its not my fault. This goes to my list of things that I must work harder on suppressing. Apparently these kinds of things aren't attractive or appealing to the opposite sex. Weird.

P.S. But it was funny.

Love and marriage

Well, not my love and marriage... My friend Christa got hitched!! AND I was honored to be a member of the wedding party. Yes, it is true I was a bridesmaid for the...... ELEVENTH time! That is some kind of record huh?

Christa, who I so lovingly refer to as Riddles, Rid-face or Rid took the wedding plunge. Last weekend me and my roommates ventured up to my home state of Idaho.

This is after 5 hours in the car:

The next morning...... Getting Rid ready... and the finished product. She looked fabulous!!

After a lovely ceremony in the temple, we drove, and drove and drove to a little place called Grandview Idaho. Now, I am proud to be an Idahoan but the drive to Grandview made it hard for me to stick up for the gem state! There was nothing. The nothingness made it hard to take a pit stop. One of my driving companions had to go on the side of the road. But, if you were going to pee on the side of the road, there is no more appropriate place than Idaho.

They had a nice ring ceremony at Christa's grandmothers house. I got to do a little wedding walk down the isle with one of the groomsmen. He wore a cowboy hat too. :) The bride was escorted down the isle by her daddy. He threw off his trucker hat just before. Then they skipped down the isle... literally. ;)One of my favorite parts of the ceremony was the cow mooing. I WAS in deep Idaho!! I love it!!

Then we had a good ol time at the reception. A little groovin to some country tunes.

Congrats Christa! Love you!!

I heart Sarah Palin

Good work McCain. I think I will vote for her and not you.

This letter must of got lost in the mail....

August 11th 2008

Dear Stephenie Meyer,

I am writing in regards to the waste of time that you call Breaking Dawn. If I could get back the last few hours of my life that I wasted on reading that I would.
Please do not attempt to write another book. Twilight made me feel like a giggly high school girl. But I reached my giggly high school girl limit. Breaking Dawn pushed me over the edge. It was full of sugary sweet, life is perfect, I am a vampire with a half human kid (Renesme?? what the??!!), a beautiful push over husband, a wolf friend with the hots for my daughter, and vampire sex that just got old.
I am kindly withdrawing my "fanship."

Best wishes,
Anna

P.S. I will still be watching the Twilight movie. Lets face it, even though I hated Breaking Dawn, I feel that Twilight is still something I can secretly love in a very small way.

Say what you need to say... or please don't.

There are some people who you prefer to just look at, and not listen to, ever. You know the kind, attractive and then just as soon as they open their mouths you want to puke. Example: You remember that old show The Nanny? Need I say more?
Or there are those that may have the opposite effect. You might be able to have a riveting phone conversation, but in person you would rather look at your big left toe, then see their annoying facial gestures.
Then there is John Mayer. My friends and I went to his concert last Monday. I am a fan of his music, and he sounds fabulous live. Seriously, he was great. He was great, just until between songs when he decided to talk instead of perhaps drink some water to replenish his fluids. Honestly he is one that should just sing and not talk. He is so unfunny, weird, and quirky. And that is all I have to say about that. Just sing John, JUST sing.

Mel, Amber and me at the concert, John is the really small guy on the stage in the back, doing what he does best... singing and NOT talking...

You know its going to be a great day when

you see this guy and another guy wearing a pair of pants that MC Hammer use to wear.

Reconnect

It seems like I have been doing a lot of reconnecting as of late. Last weekend me and some gals from class of 2001 Highland High got together and giggled over our silly years of high school. Emily and Miranda
Brynn, Kristin and Me

It had been a few years since I had seen Brynn or Miranda. We are such an eclectic group of people. I love it! AND we were such funny girls in high school. What in the world were we doing and how in the world did our parents not kill us? :) It was fabulous to see them and it was great laughing with them again too. Kristin blogged our night too. Click here to check it out.