Thursday, November 29, 2012


I thought my squirrel story was good enough to keep you on the edge of your seats for awhile, hence the silence this blog has entertained for the last few (too many) days.

But really I have suddenly become very busy.  Too busy, in my opinion.  I hate being busy.  Some people love having structure at every turn.  I despise it.  I want to pause things for a day and just watch Seinfeld for a couple hours.  Or play the piano.  Or sit there.  If there is anything I'm good at-it's sitting there.  I have one friend (Darren-he used to get more shout-outs on the blog but then he got married.  and now he is dead to me) and me and him (he's better than i am at it) and we were champions at doing nothing.  In fact, thats probably what keeps me and my friends together.  Our ability to do nothing and still have a good time.  Well, that and eating.  We love eating.

Anyways, that was a tangent.  

My new job is working with middle school students and there are quite a few characters there.  I'm still trying to figure out how much I'll be able to share on this blog from my days with them, but for the most part they are real good kids.  There are some that I already love unconditionally and some I want to never have in class again.  But we'll work through it.  One group of students already told me that I didn't seem like a professional...and that I seemed like more of a party girl.  I don't know where they get this stuff.  All I did was tell them I like the rapper Wiz Khalifa.  But who doesn't?

Which leads me to another point: I wish I could hate Chris Brown but I've had his latest album playing almost non-stop for the last couple weeks.  I love it so much.  

Other things I love?  The weekend, turkey (Thanksgiving video forthcoming, btw), Pitch Perfect, and Doritos tacos from TB.  But everyone already knows that.

Monday, November 19, 2012


Not long ago my parents kept talking about how they were hearing a small animal up the attic.  The animal would burrow in a corner up there, right above their bedroom.  I thought they were making it up...until Dad came home with an animal trap.  We talked about shooting whatever animal was making home in our home, but there was rumor that it wouldn't be safe to do that.  Or legal.

Fast forward to last Thursday evening.  I'm chillin' up in my room, surfing the interwebs and probably listening to some really good music, when I hear my mom and my brother downstairs mention a squirrel.  In the house.  I keep doing my thing, because I don't really process what I'm hearing right away.

But once I hear people running through the house I realize what is happening.  

There is a squirrel in the house!

I wish all of you could have seen what happened next.  My two brothers and I chased the squirrel around the house, while mom kept look with a broom in hand at the bottom of the stairs, waiting and hoping to push the animal into the direction of the door and the great outdoors.  We looked awesome.  Erik was trying to catch it in one of those collapsible laundry hampers, Kris seemed a little scared of the squirrel but kept up the chase, and I was handed a little pointer stick with a foam finger on the end, which I used to try and coerce the rodent out from under my brothers bed (and hopefully into the hamper) (pictured below: the squirrel under my brothers bed.  it stayed there awhile so i thought it wanted its picture taken).

It was really one of the most entertaining things ever to happen.  The squirrel would run downstairs, mom would try to direct it, it would go in the opposite direction, it would run and hide under the couch, we would lift the couch, it would run into another corner and then out of the room.  Then it would run back upstairs.  

And we chased it.  We chased it like fat kids are chasing down Hostess products right now.

Then, at just the right moment...Erik caught it!  The hamper worked.  In the family room he victoriously held up the squirrel that was trapped where it belonged...

...until it escaped.  

Maybe because I was taking a picture of Erik holding up the trapped squirrel victoriously.  And then maybe the little/big guy jumped out.

Well, we chased it awhile longer, but then it seemingly disappeared.  And we couldn't find it.

There were a couple sightings (not by me) the next couple days, but they only resulted in failed attempts of capture.

Then, like a Sabbath day miracle, on Sunday I get this picture message while I am at church:

One word accompanied it:


I've never had more Fordpride.

(also, on a completely unrelated note, cheetos has come up with a success of its own.  bam!) 

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

As if I need another reason... love me some Joe Biden.

How have I not seen this before?

I would take "Somewhat Notable" in any category coming from Joe.

Also, some other random celebrity news:

A feud between Donald Trump and Cher?  Dangerous.  I guess she'll never be on a season of Celebrity Apprentice!

Also, I'm really sad about Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez.  Although not too sad to admit that I hope this inspires a breakup album from JB and maybe him and Adele can work out some ballads for me to sing along to in my car at the top of my lungs...with or without passengers.

You get in my car, you will probably hear me sing.  Matter of fact, I get in your car and you will probably also hear me sing.  Sorry/you're welcome.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Kind of Tired

So I started a job this week.

How monumental is that!  Pretty big.  This week has been/will be purely training, and so while it's nice because it's not the actual work yet, it's kind of building up the position to be more intense than I think most of  us anticipated.  But as the week progresses I'm also getting more and more excited about it.

You know what I'm not excited about?  Something I have taken for granted for so long?  Sleeping in.

Waking up at 6 am is such a buzzkill.  How do people do this all the the time?  Also...traffic?  I had no idea I hated it so much until I had to drive in it...three days in a row.  My life is so hard.

JK.  It's pretty awesome.  Minus waking up so early.  But even then I find that after the first ten minutes I'm good.  And I've been taking showers everyday (also a sign i'm growing up) and that kind of helps wake me up.  I guess.  I still would rather sleep/do anything really than take a shower.  

I work in a middle school now, and I can go into more details about it later when my brain is working mo' betta, but yesterday while standing in the hallway, some random guy (he works in the school but we haven't met him yet) started talking about how excited he was for the cafeteria lunch that day: sloppy joes.  No joke-he mentioned sloppy joes seven times in two minutes.  And the grin on his face was just pure joy.

I think we'll get along.

Also Drake (the rapper) was playing on the radio in the staff room when we went on a tour of the building.

This school and I were made for each other.

Oh and remember how this happened yesterday?

I'm just glad I got to wear my Joe Biden t-shirt again.


Friday, November 2, 2012


So at this exact moment I'm in line to cast my vote for the next President of the United States and Amendment 64 (oh heyyy marijuana?). I've been in line for about 30 minutes and you know what? I don't even mind. I love that we can vote. And that we do vote. I love the contentious words spewed out at every turn because it tells me people care. Even if there are tons of crazies! Even if their views are 100% opposite of mine. Do we think about and consider how lucky we are? Because we really are.

I am also feeling lucky because while I am writing this, I am eavesdropping on a conversation going on three people ahead of me.  So far I've learned the following about the girl doing most of the talking:
-She wears size 7.5 shoes
-Her blood type is A-
-She doesn't eat beef
-She has what she simply refers to as 'the rheumatoid'
-She wears a different pair of shoes every day, as well as gel inserts
-Her mom has lupus and 'the rheumatoid'

I have no idea how this girl (probably around my age) incorporated all of these topics into a conversation with a mom and her 18 year old daughter.  In fact, I am a little impressed.  And also slightly weirded out.  And grateful that I wasn't standing there in line, because I don't think I could have lasted the entire conversation. 

And this, this is America.

(Who's excited for Tuesday?!)

Thursday, November 1, 2012


You guys.  I want you know that I am very grateful to be able to live at home (and have my parents/brothers put up with me) but I also found this little note to be kind of perfect:

Also yesterday was Halloween.  Did you know that?  I don't think I have any pictures of my costume...oh wait-I wore the same one like 3 years ago:

I'm a deviled egg-get it?  I mostly love it because it moves so well and lets me dance like a crazy when I want to.  Also for some reason I felt inclined to wear a wig with the deviled egg costume 3 years ago.  I didn't yesterday.  Just to keep tabs that's 1-1 on the black wig with the deviled egg costume.

You know who had a better costume than me?

Dwayne "the rock" Johnson. Check it:

The best part was my brother Brian sent me this picture via the text message world and it pretty much made my life.  DO YOU SEE HIS MUSCLES??  THOSE ARE REAL.  (also a direct message to dwayne: if you need help painting your body next halloween, let me know)

I should probably stop the randoms but a couple more personal things from me:

-My dissertation passed!  I made it, guys.  The MA is officially donezo and I don't have to worry about it anymore! I still haven't been able to read my paper since I turned it in, but I'm thinking I can do it soon.  Because it was good enough.

-The same day I got the email saying I passed I also got a phone call about a job! That job?  KOHLS.  Seasonal worker.  The irony of it all made me smile (but also feel a little depressed).

-Better news:  I start a different new job at a school in Denver on Monday.  BOOM.  It's not exactly where I would put myself at this point, but I am super glad and grateful to have it.  I feel good about it.

So there's some good news.  Which was all welcome, because I really needed some good news in my life.