Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Tuesday Random Tuesday





I like that title better it reminds me of Sunday Bloody Sunday except happier and less bloody. But still with Bono and his sunglasses and the desert with a Joshua Tree in it. Damn my obsession with 80s music. I have been listening to The Clash like there is no tomorrow. Which just for the record if there was no tomorrow I would not be listening to The Clash. Maybe some New Order or some Violent Femmes.

It is that time again where every seven days I find all the random leftover stuff sitting around collecting dust in my brain and my notebooks, and voice mails, and emails, and instant messages, and matchbook covers, and cocktail napkins and write them all down to make way for all the really cool posts I will someday (mark my word) be able to think about writing since I have all that free space now.

This week has been somewhat of a let down as far as suckiness or awesomeness goes, it has kind of been mediocre. Nothing great happened but nothing terrible happened either, which makes for an okay week just not all that exciting writing. But I am me and I can ramble with the best of them so I am sure this post will be twice as long about three times the nothingness. So never fear. If nothing else I will just fill this post with pretty pictures to divert you from thinking that I really have nothing interesting to say this week...nothing...at all.



I am seriously considering canceling the water park vacation me and Eric have planned this Summer with all the kids and instead just save about a thousand bucks and take the kids to Wash O Rama. What is Wash O Rama you ask? Well I will tell you. It is only the coolest car wash ever, that your kids will either love (like mine) and squeal in delight every time the mention of a dirty car and the possibility of needing it to be washed comes up, or they will be petrified of the big brushes and creepy sunglassed man who scrubs down the mirrors and tires before you enter (like me). I got the same reaction today when I told the kids that we were going to the car wash that I did when I told them we were going on vacation to a ginormous indoor water park land of fun. Jumping up and down, smiling excitement. So I am thinking that instead of taking them to Disney World next year, I am just gonna take them to the mall and swing by the Disney Store. What do you think?


I am unloading my groceries last week when the phone company truck pulls up in front of my house. Now I immediately start to think of excuses to tell the man why he can't shut my phone off ( I mean the blogging should be reason enough, am I right?) But he isn't there to shut my phone off, he is there apparently to help me take my groceries out of my van and put them in my house? What the fuck phone man? I mean I appreciate your kindness but hello? Didn't they teach you anything in "How not to creep the single moms out" class? Try not coming in their house with their groceries when all they have to defend themselves with is a box of Coco Puffs. So I thank him and he tells me that he and his partner will be working on the phone lines later and I may want to shut my curtains if I am going to be in that back room.(my bedroom) Or not, he adds and he gave me one of those point and wink deals that made me vomit in my mouth a tad. Great I think, as I remember the last time they were back there unannounced as I came walking into my bedroom from taking a shower sans clothes and I look up to see the phone man on a ladder staring at me giving me the thumbs up.

My backyard is wooded so I don't have any neighbors back there so why the hell would I feel the need to cover my windows while I am changing or whatever. So now I have to look out for crazy homeless guy wandering around my kid's playhouse looking for a place to sleep and now pervy phone man looking in my windows. I am beginning to wonder about the actual need for repairmen in my backyard or if they just want a free show? Or maybe I need to buy a robe?



I am now an official gym member. I have the little scan card on my key chain to prove it too. I even went to a class last night. Now I have to say that I have now learned what true humiliation feels like and its not pretty. I am not really coordinated, which by not really coordinated I mean I have trouble doing anything that involves two things at once. For example kicking and moving my arms up and down which is what we had to do in my BODY ATTACK ( I capitalized the letters because whenever the instructor would say BODY ATTACK she would scream it at the top of her lungs, nice huh?) class. So me being the good student that I am go up front so I can see the instructor since I am new and I don't know any of the moves yet. Which really there is alot of jumping. Is that necessary? Seriously? Jumping? So anyway as I am trying to do my thing arm, kick, jump, arm kick, jump, now me move to the right or uh is it left, the instructor asks me if I will go further in the back since I am fucking up all the good people that were actually born with at least one bone of rhythm in their bodies. . Yeah I guess she did actually say it nicer than that , but I still called her a bitch under my breath and took my place in the back of the gym with my proverbial tail between my legs.

So if anyone wants to go to the gym with me, please come. I have a serious issue with doing anything by myself or going anywhere where I don't know anyone. So this is a big step for me.I have realized the gym is kind of like high school and it kind of just makes me want to stand in a corner and smoke a cigarette.



So you wanna know my new found obsession? How I Met Your Mother. I have heard some bloggers and real life people talking about this show and I had watched it a little bit back in the beginning but kind of phased it out of my DVR schedule, until this weekend when the angels sang and that show was brought to me. How could I have not recognized its brilliance before? Even though all I see when I look at Marshall is his penis (from Forgetting Sarah Marshall). The show is hilarious and real I so had a friend like Barney when I was in high school, annoying but fun, an asshole, but really a sweet person underneath, and I secretly wanted to date him even though he was gay. Kind of like the real life Barney. Very cool show.



My birthday is tomorrow I will be turning 32. So if you don't hear or read from me in awhile it will because I have fallen into a great deep depression about turning another year older. And no I don't care that I actually made it till 32, or that I am lucky that I have accomplished all that I have in these 32 years, or that I should appreciate and cherish every year, or my favorite, well the alternative isn't that great, or aging is better than the alternative (death) Shut up with that bullshit. I really don't want to get older.Maybe I should be watching more Oprah? So if any of you are out and about and want to make the trip over to the exciting town of Kewanne on Wednesday night , which is where I get to spend my birthday and wanna stop by for a beer let me know!

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27 comments:

The Stiletto Mom said...

Ok that phone guy? You should have hit him with the Coco Puffs on general principal. CREEPY.

How I Met Your Mother is the awesomesauce, isn't it?

Katie said...

You really do have the best stories of weirdness from your house!

I wish I was going to be in Kewanee Wednesday. I would love to go have a beer or shot or 5 with you! We'll have to plan another outing to celebrate!!

Keely said...

Wow, a BODY ATTACK sounds just as bad as a TRICEP PARTY. All those people should be herded onto small islands and safely nuked.

I think the phone guy was just looking for a free show. Um, congrats?

Shangrila said...

ROFLMAO-I say you pit homeless guy and creepy phone guy against each other. With any luck they'll beat the crap out of one another and leave you the hell alone! Also, how the hecky-hey do you get pics to post that way? I've given up on pics in my 2 column format, resorting to smilebox as an answer to the problem. Feh.

Also, I've given you a Fabulous Blog Award! Stop by to pick it up! :)

Casey said...

I'm so glad you gave HIMYM another chance, I LOVE that show. I would marry it if I could.

Eww to the creepy phone guy. I mean really, eww. At least he warned you this time though.

Happy Birthday! I turn 32 in exactly one month so I may slip into that depression with you.

I'll go the gym with you. Where do you live again?

Cameron said...

a) HAPPY BIRTHDAY...you know, tomorrow!!

b) How I Met Your Mother rocks

c) Maybe you should ask about a telephone discount in exchange for your services rendered.

Anonymous said...

how i met your mother is only like your sisters favorite show....that and friday night lights another highly underrated show..

Jenni said...

wow, that phone guy was creeee-peeee. Yuck.

and happy early birthday!

GreenJello said...

LOL! I have been in classes like BODY ATTACK, too. :)

I think I would have died getting a thumbs up.

Anonymous said...

Rock the Casbaaaaaah!!! Rock the Casbaaaaah!!!
Yeah, that's me attempting to sing some Clash for your bday tomorrow.
What? Okay, I'll shut up... :)

Anonymous said...

I'm planning my next family vacation around that car wash....awesome...

HeatherPride said...

Happy upcoming b-day!! The phone guy story totally creeped me out. I'm not so sure about that. Of course, look at me being all paranoid over what is probably an innocent, nice gesture. But still...isn't it a shame that in today's society you can't just be nice without people getting suspicious?

Mama Dawg said...

Oh, I ADORE How I Met Your Mother! It's the best show.

Jennifer said...

1. You wash your car? I NEVER (I mean literally NEVER) wash my car. That's what rain is for.
2. Body Attack? How does that even sound like it would be helpful? It sounds like torture.
3. Happy Birthday!

Debbie said...

I am completely creeped out by your phone man! Gross.

FoN said...

Okay, I'm officially giving How I Met Your Mother a shot. I've never actually watched it, but the PVR is starting up tonight!

Ew for the phone guy, and happy birthday! 32 really isn't that old. It just sounds old because if your brain is like mine you're really only 16.

Vic said...

I vaguely remember 32. I think I was up to my neck in toddlers at the time.
Okay, way creepy phone guy. Or a sad statement on our society that we think it's creepy. I don't know. I'll get back to you.

(I haven't seen the inside of my gym in 7 years. I still pay every month. It's like POTENTIAL exercise...)

Nej said...

Phone repair dude gives ME the creeps, and I'm not even the one he was talking to.

Workout lady actually sent you to the back of the room??

Happy 32.....a day early!!! I just did 33 last month. It's not so bad. :-)

The Dental Maven said...

Phone guy? I would totally be checking the sex offender register in my area. What a freaknik.

Chris said...

sure, try to slip in the "oh yeah it's my bday tomorrow" at the end, hoping we wouldn't notice after the Witchata Lineman story! Nice try:)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SARAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Phone guy...Walmart guy...who's next? Your town is on the I'm never moving there list. ;)

Sprite's Keeper said...

The phone guy must also be an alone guy. That pick up line would make most women hang up!
And happy birthday! I'm older than you! There's something good to think of tomorrow!

Captain Dumbass said...

I used to watch How I Met Your Mother when if first came out but then it conflicted with other things and I stopped watching. Guess I should start again.

Captain Dumbass said...

I used to watch How I Met Your Mother when if first came out but then it conflicted with other things and I stopped watching. Guess I should start again.

DeeMarie said...

You've got so much there. Phone guy? Weird. Coco Puffs? Hungry. Gym? I have a key too. But I can't even remember where the dang thing is (the gym, not the key). HIMYM (what all the cool kids call it) is the freakin' best show ever!! Big Bang Theory is pretty fun too. I want to meet Ted!!!
And you have reminded me how badly I need to go get my car washed... nah. Maybe tomorrow.

Margo said...

this phone guy sounds like he's been watching that Take Home Chef guy... tale give me same kind of creeps, the kind when you know it's just wrong, and that you shouldn't even make eye contact with this person who is guising himself as so gentlemanly just so he can get away with this. They thrive on catching you off guard and being persistent but in a nice way. The curtain closing comment is way perv. Call cops if you see him in the area again! Hope you had fabulous birthday! Good luck with gym effort... go early in the day so you can feel totally self righteous most of your waking hours... if you don't make it on day when you say you "should" or "have to," lighten up on yourself and be proud!

zipbagofbones said...

Naked car wash. That's what this world needs. Also, Happy Birthday!