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Friday, 10 July 2009

  • I'm still on hiatus...sorta

    I rolled in around 9pm after a LONG 12 hour car ride on Thursday night. I'm leaving today (Friday) for a second vacation with my boyfriend to float down a river.

    FYI, when I get back, Kansas City Xanga Meet, July 18th 2 pm, Starbucks at the Plaza, BE THERE!! NOTE THE DATE CHANGE!!

    So, I thought since my blogging shall be at a minimum, I'll share some pictures of my trip to Colorado with you.



    Manitou Springs Colorado (Tuesday)



    Fountain at Manitou Springs. The water that came out of that fountain was NASTY!! Unfiltered spring water from that spring is gross! I had a vanilla milk shake instead! (Tuesday)



    Pikes Peak, Colorado Springs (Tuesday)



    Me at Holy Cross Abbey and Winery (Wednesday)



    Holy Cross Abbey, Canon City Colorado (Wednesday)




    I climbed the mountain behind me, Christmas Peak, Colorado (Wednesday)



    Green energy FTW!! The only cool thing to see in Kansas :) (Thursday)


    When I get back from my camping trip I'll try to post pictures :)



Sunday, 05 July 2009

  • One of those random posts

    I hope everyone still has all their fingers and eyebrows after the 4th of July festivities. I do know from the news that a guy in KC got his face blow up a bit by a homemade firework that went wrong. Ouchies indeed. I went to my best friend's house last night for a small party. I think one of the highlights was watching Scott dance around the backyard like a ribbon dancer with a sparkler, it was one of those moments you wish you had a camcorder for.

    I do think sparklers are probably the pansy-est firework you can buy. They're definitely a girl firework or something for small kids. I don't think grown men and sparklers mix. More like M-80's and grown men. Which surprisingly, I didn't know how big of a crater an M-80 would put in a backyard. Those things are crazy!



    My sister stumbled across the Xanga Frontpage and of course read my "That's Not Beef Jerky Post". She didn't take the post like I thought she would. I figured she'd be pretty pissed that I shared it with the entire Xanga community. She was actually bummed that it didn't get more comments and her response to some of them kind of pissed her off. I think there was one that stated she must be autistic. I don't think you should categorize someone as autistic just because they ate dog jerky. Nor should you ever say someone is autistic when they're not. All in all, she laughed at the post. She's a good sport when it comes to me writing about her lack of common sense.

    Course, I did leave out the part that she's blond and won a beauty pageant this weekend.



    Cole slaw is now my new favorite food.



    If you notice I'm not around Xanga as much as I normally am, it's because I'm headed out to the Colorado Springs area to visit my grandparents for a week. Then when I return to KC, Scott and I are going on vacation the day after I get back. Which I'm really looking forward to. I think I'll be off Xanga for about two weeks, please don't burn the servers down with pointless drama while I'm gone :)



    I realized today I have over 1000 Xanga friends. Oddly it only feels like maybe 80 of those friends are active...

    The more the merrier, but it really dampens how many people I get to comment and keep up with! I try really hard but please cut me slack if I don't get around to you! I don't know how Xangans with several thousand even manage to be "friends" with their Xanga friends.

Friday, 03 July 2009

  • What Would MiniMe Think?

    Have you ever wondered if you as an adult went back in time to the playground during recess your first grade year? I often wonder what the experience would be like and what I'd say to my younger self. I'd instantly spot myself hanging out in the woodchips waiting for a turn on the monkey bars. Gah, how I hated when boys looked up my dress.

    I stopped wearing dresses by third grade, the pervs of the playground sent my crotch in to hiding.



    This is what sniffing Sharpies does to kids.

    I would imagine MiniMe would look up at me (cause I did grow about four feet) and say, "Whoooooaaa, I didn't turn out like Barbie." Yea, when I was a little girl I wanted that long flowing blond hair and big boobs. I got the little waist and long legs though.

    I guess I'd feel obligated to take MiniMe to McDonalds for a Happy Meal. Of course it would take some convincing to do, after all, I would be a stranger to my young eyes. I'd have to share the story about that time I couldn't sleep cause I really had to pee but I was afraid to get out of bed because it was dark and monsters lived in the hallway. That was the only time I wet the bed, and now I've just shared it for any stranger to snatch myself up in the past. Damn.

    MiniMe would probably ask all sorts of questions from the first grader's point of view. "Do boys really have cooties?" Yes, I'd reply, they're called STDs in the future. MiniMe would ask, "Are you smart in the future?" I would have to reply, "Yea, I made a time machine didn't I?" MiniMe doesn't have to know that I really didn't...it's not nice to let little kids down.

    I suppose I would tell MiniMe important information to remember so I don't screw up certain events in my teenage years. MiniMe wouldn't really understand what S-E-X was, to her their just weird letters that mom and dad always spell out. No need to tell MiniMe not to drink, I was hitting the mini mug by age 5. I guess I'd tell her not to steal chalk in 3rd grade, don't sniff sharpies or those delicious Mr. Sketch markers either, and don't worry what others think (just don't wear dresses).

    I suppose I'd ask MiniMe what she thought of the grown up me. I'm sure she'd respond with a thumbs up and go back to munching on the mushy McDonalds fries.

    Typical me.

Thursday, 02 July 2009

  • That's Not Beef Jerky

    I believe there is something to be said about people who are extremely book smart, they lack common sense.

    My sister is one of those people. She's incredibly smart, she has a super 4.0 GPA that's off the charts. She's really big into science. She spends her time correcting YouTube video descriptions about fishes. She's a biology buff, that knows all the parts to an octopus. Why that's important, I don't know. She's dating a guy who in his spare time creates case studies for the supreme court in mock situations. Smart people worry me honestly.

    When it comes to simple normal every day tasks my sister can't seem to comprehend common sense. She's always been like this though. For the 17 years she's been alive, my sister can't grasp normal.

    When she was 6, she noticed that there was no toilet paper in the bathroom. So, she decided to run down the hallway of the house (carpet hallway). She was butt naked running full speed to the kitchen where she knew my mom kept the paper towels. She couldn't hold it and peed all the way. I still give her shit on that one. A normal 6 year old would pee and then air dry, common sense.

    My sister's cleaning methods to this day are to throw everything, and I do mean everything into her closet. The common sense of throwing trash away or putting dirty clothes in the hamper are too complex for this book smart genius. This is something no one in our family can understand. It's not that she's lazy or has OCD for hanging on to stuff, she just doesn't comprehend cleaning. Common sense is to throw away trash and put dirty clothes in the hamper, not back in the drawer!

    The best story comes when my sister was in junior high. She loves beef jerky, it's her favorite snack. Slim Jim wrappers are always all over her bedroom floor. One day I noticed she was sitting in the kitchen munching away on some jerky and our dog Bubba was eagerly sitting at her feet. Now, Bubba was a big OLD English Spaniel that never really moved unless he had to pee or eat. He did love his treats though till the day he died fat and happy.

    I asked my sister "Where did you get that beef jerky?" as I went to open up the dog treat canister on the counter. My sister replied, "In that canister with the polka dot prints."

    I replied, about to puke, "Those are DOG PAW prints on that canister"

    My sister, the genius states, "Dog prints are not symmetrical circles!"

    I just walked out of the kitchen because the sight of my sister EATING DOG TREATS was just too gross.

    Symmetrical circles my  ass.

    She did say dog jerky tastes just like human jerky though...if you're ever hungry.

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