I haven't blogged in awhile. Not for lack of blog-worthy events happening in my life, but because I am in the midst of so many wonderful things that I want a conclusion on before I write all about it. I guess. Not quite sure.
I did find these really awesome mystery bruises when my pants slid up at the gym the other day. I wonder what I did? Theories?
Friday, January 29, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Oh February Tree, Oh February Tree...
I disgust myself.
My "January Tree," which was once a "Christmas Tree," is still displaying itself and all its glory in my front room.
*update* - I took down the tree February 2 in celebration of Ground Hog's day and the fact that I had help :-)
My "January Tree," which was once a "Christmas Tree," is still displaying itself and all its glory in my front room.
*update* - I took down the tree February 2 in celebration of Ground Hog's day and the fact that I had help :-)
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Old Year's Resolutions
I don't make New Year's Resolutions.
If I did, looking back on '09, I would have hit all of my New Year's Resolutions if they looked something like this:
1. Visit: Alaska, Hawaii, New York (twice), New Jersey, Washington (twice), Oregon (twice), Idaho (thrice), Nevada, Ohio, Kentucky, California (twice)
2. Lose 5% body fat
3. Star in two musical productions
4. Be a paid model
5. Go on an average of at least one date per month
6. Eat at a 5-star restaurant in a 5-star hotel
7. Quit smoking and drinking (ok, so I never started, but still...it counts, right?)
8. Directly influence two couples towards marriage
9. Bake over 200 batches of cookies
10. Be a better friend to everyone around me and myself
If I did, looking back on '09, I would have hit all of my New Year's Resolutions if they looked something like this:
1. Visit: Alaska, Hawaii, New York (twice), New Jersey, Washington (twice), Oregon (twice), Idaho (thrice), Nevada, Ohio, Kentucky, California (twice)
2. Lose 5% body fat
3. Star in two musical productions
4. Be a paid model
5. Go on an average of at least one date per month
6. Eat at a 5-star restaurant in a 5-star hotel
7. Quit smoking and drinking (ok, so I never started, but still...it counts, right?)
8. Directly influence two couples towards marriage
9. Bake over 200 batches of cookies
10. Be a better friend to everyone around me and myself
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Skinny Arms
Men wearing sleeveless shirts at the gym always kinda cracks me up.
Last night, I saw this man with little twig arms wearing a big t-shirt with the sleeves cut off. Really? Sir, who are you trying to impress? Cause you are failing...miserably.
Even if a man has masterpiece arms with every rippling muscle displayed perfectly, after I think about how Michelangelo would appreciate him, I still get a little giggle.
Put your clothes on, gentlemen!
Last night, I saw this man with little twig arms wearing a big t-shirt with the sleeves cut off. Really? Sir, who are you trying to impress? Cause you are failing...miserably.
Even if a man has masterpiece arms with every rippling muscle displayed perfectly, after I think about how Michelangelo would appreciate him, I still get a little giggle.
Put your clothes on, gentlemen!
Friday, January 8, 2010
The Dating Race
Some of my friends (Jon, Shayla, Eric) are doing a dating competition.
Eric decided to let me help his cause and he blogged about it.
The rules?
They decided to put together a little friendly contest to see how many first dates they can have in the month of January.
Once they've gone on a date, they will add a blog post about that date, along with a picture of the date. At the end of the month of January, they will ask for a vote on which date (for each of us) we think was best. They will then go on a group second date with the people we choose, and the winner (the one of with the most dates) will not have to pay.
What do you think?
Eric decided to let me help his cause and he blogged about it.
The rules?
They decided to put together a little friendly contest to see how many first dates they can have in the month of January.
Once they've gone on a date, they will add a blog post about that date, along with a picture of the date. At the end of the month of January, they will ask for a vote on which date (for each of us) we think was best. They will then go on a group second date with the people we choose, and the winner (the one of with the most dates) will not have to pay.
What do you think?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Dating Statistics
24% of the individuals I have been on dates with in my entire life have been in the past 19 months since I moved to SLC.
44% have been in the past 3 years.
56% when I was ages 16-26.
As far as the number of dates, if I count a maximum of 3 dates with any individual (if I dated them for a few months, I can only count 3), then, ironically enough, the 44% and 56% still apply, but the number since I moved to SLC jumps to a whopping 26%.
Crazy that pretty much half the dating in my life has taken place in the last 3 years and the other half took 10!
44% have been in the past 3 years.
56% when I was ages 16-26.
As far as the number of dates, if I count a maximum of 3 dates with any individual (if I dated them for a few months, I can only count 3), then, ironically enough, the 44% and 56% still apply, but the number since I moved to SLC jumps to a whopping 26%.
Crazy that pretty much half the dating in my life has taken place in the last 3 years and the other half took 10!
Monday, January 4, 2010
Trailer Home
When I was home for Christmas, my cousin showed me this photo of a home in the area. How beautiful, right? Just a little old home nestled amongst the trees...
Then it hits you...In case you need a better look...YES, indeed, this is a house built around a trailer. Brings a new meaning to the term "trailer home." I'd say it was at this moment I knew I was home, but then I can't leave out the conversation I heard at the grocery store about kissing cousins and how kissing them is ok, but anything more just isn't right. Ew.
Then it hits you...In case you need a better look...YES, indeed, this is a house built around a trailer. Brings a new meaning to the term "trailer home." I'd say it was at this moment I knew I was home, but then I can't leave out the conversation I heard at the grocery store about kissing cousins and how kissing them is ok, but anything more just isn't right. Ew.
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