Monday, May 25, 2009

It's not my first time...

Tonight, after our fabulous Memorial day barbecue, Rorizzle and I sat down to do some chilling. I was thirsty, so she got me a new drink she had, which she said tasted gross. It was some cranberry drink. I tried some of it, thought it delicious, so I drank the whole bottle. (the bottle was only 10 ounces, so not a big deal) I was feeling thirsty again, so I got another one and drank that one too. 10 minutes later, I'm jumping all over the room, asking everyone who wants to go on a walk. People are looking at me strangely, and asked me what's going on, and Rory said that I was probably feeling the drink kick in by then. Confused, we all turned to her, asking what the junk she was talking about. Turns out, the drinks she was giving me weren't only cranberry juices-they were cranberry juice energy drinks. Yep, I failed to look at the label, so I drank myself 20 ounces of an energy drink.
I never drink caffeine or anything like this. My drink of choice is water, Propel, this sort of thing. Once in a while, I will drink an orange soda or a root beer. There are times, once in a blue moon, I will drink a diet coke, but that's rare. I don't react well to stimulants, they affect me so greatly. For the next hour or so, on our walk, (Rory went with me thank goodness) I'm jumping around, pumping my arms all over, basically being like a five year old kid. After a while, it was leaving my system, so I calmed way down, and now, a few hours later, I'm pretty sure the whole thing is out of my system.
Now I've learned (and yes, I should have known this before) that I need to check things out before I take them from people. As I'm looking at the labels now, I can clearly see that the name of the drink is Cranergy, which should have tipped me off, but that's ok. It was a delicious drink nonetheless, and maybe in the future, when I'm needing a pick me up, I'll drink one. The odds of that happening are slim to none, but hey, it's something to keep in mind.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

I'm famous!

Ok, maybe not really. Last night, we went to the Real game. Which, by the way, was a total freaking disappointment. You know me, I love my boys in red, but lately, I'm so angry at the way they're playing. It's like, they forgot how good a team they are, and now want to play like the Real of '06, the worst of the worst. I'm hoping they'll get over this and start to play like champs, because just watching them lose over and over again (we're currently on a 4 game losing streak!) is not at all fun.
So we're at the game last night, and they're announcing the starting line up for Real. As always, PJ and I were the only people standing in our section, screaming our hearts out. I noticed after a while that a cameraman has his camera pointed at us, and he left it there for a like, a full two minutes. I didn't see ourselves on the jumbo screen (which, yes, we were on that earlier, too!) I wasn't sure what was going on. After the game started, I got some texts from my familia, all telling me they had just seen me on tv! That's right, PJ and I were on tv! Luckily, my parents had kept it on their Tivo, so I got to see it too! We're standing up, cheering and yelling, then I yell at another friend we had sitting by us to stand up, she gets up, we cheer a bit more, and then they cut away from us. It's not a big deal or anything, but it's pretty cool.
The next day, PJ got a text from her cousin saying she saw us on the news last night, and that's pretty cool that we were on the news!
Also, I was perusing the internets at Real sites, just for funsies, and I saw this picture on one of them! I don't know if you can see us, but, if you look for us, you can see us.So there you have it. We're all over the place! So now, I have been on tv, and on the internets. So yes, I am famous. And no, you can't have my autograph.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Days that make you go aaaahhhh....

It seems to me that I work all the time. I never have any time, and on top of that, I swear, every moment for me lately has been planned, as soon as one thing ends, another has to start. But anyway. At work one day, Chelle and I were contemplating how awesome it would be to have a mental health day. You know, take a day off of work, when you're not going anywhere, you're not sick, you just have a day for yourself. We decided that we should totally do that. I took this day on Thursday a few days ago.
It was awesome! I loved it-I totally want to take more of these. I woke up at a leisurely pace, took my time getting up. I finished a lot of my Tivo (which was so full, but now that season finales of everything have run, I have no tv! It's fantastic!) and ran, took Sarge into the vet (where he got some shots, nothing major) and finished off the day watching my Thursday night tv. I didn't have to be anywhere, I didn't have to do anything that I didn't want to. There was nobody around to answer to. I think it should be a requirement to have to take one of these a month. I don't think that's something that'll catch on, but holy cow, how awesome that would be. Take notes, those of you who have employees. Give those people some much needed time off, for no good reason.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Like I don't have enough already!

Ok, everyone, brace yourself for some exciting news. I got a new puppy this weekend! We'd been talking about getting one for a while, my sister wanted to get a Lab, I wanted a smaller dog, we couldn't ever decide on getting one. Finally, this weekend, we had some time, so we just decided to go for it. We hopped in the car and went on down to the animal shelter.
We looked at the dogs they had there, and they were not that many choices. We knew roughly the animal we wanted to get, but not for sure, depending on what we found there. We saw a few ones that were cute, but not really what we were looking for. We saw this one little fella-a border collie mix dog, which is one we wanted, but it was a male-and for some reason, Pops doesn't like the male dogs. But he was so cute, we got dad to bend after sending him some pictures of the dog. We made our choice, and adopted him!
We even knew his name after a few minutes with him. We named him Sergeant. Well, his full name is Sergeant Spots, and we call him Sarge for short. He is a live wire. He jumps around all over the place, he bites all the time (ok, it's just puppy playful bites, so they don't hurt) and he is just generally so much more energetic than our other dogs. He's only 5 months old, so I imagine he'll calm down after a bit. We took him on a walk today, and he got tired after a while, I'll have to work his stamina up a little.
He's a fun little dog, and I'm glad we got him. I can't wait until he's acclimated into the family, and the other dogs are still getting used to him, and I think jealousies are getting smaller between all of them. I'll keep everyone updated on any goings on with him.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

When it rains, it pours

Well, I'm back! Ok, not everybody even knew I was gone, but here I am again! (I really should update this thing more often) So this past Friday, I flew out (on a jet plane...) to the fabulous state of Colorado. Real had a game there this weekend, and since it's the only there of the season, of course we had to go. It was very late minute-we literally decided during church last weekend. We quickly booked everything that afternoon, and the hotel we chose to stay in is the same one the team stays in. I like when we stay in the hotel, we get to see them. I wouldn't say I stalk them, I'd say...we're friends. From a distance. That they don't know about. But we got to the hotel safe and sound, and late, so we pretty much just went to sleep when we got there.
We awoke pretty early the next day, which sucked, after being in so late, but that's ok. We were going to hit the gym (yes, I'm one of those people that uses the gym and exercies on vacations) so I was getting ready for that. The time was about 7:30-8:00, and all of a sudden, the fire alarm goes off. Luckily, since I was a quick dresser, I had my running clothes on already, but PJ was still in her PJ's (ha ha!) but when the fire alarm told us all (yes, it talked) to go outside, using the stairs, we listened, and started making our way down.
Unfortunately, our room was on the ninth floor, so going down took a little bit of time. I, being helpful, called out the floor we were on every time we got to one, and I don't know if the half-asleep people on the stairwell liked that, but whatever. I really don't care what strangers think of me. We finally made it downstairs, and outside, where there were groups of people, all huddled together in the cold. We had been outside for maybe a minute, when they told us it was safe, and we could go back to our rooms. We all went in, waited for elevators together, and went about our business. There was one person I felt bad for, a girl who had been called out of the shower, and was in a robe. Yeesh.
The weekend had no good events for us almost! Real lost the game, 2-0, which just sucked. We didn't play that well, and the ref hated us I think, but it was fun cheering with all of the other fans. It rained during most of the game, which made it cold, but not freezing, thank goodness. And, as it turns out, the team wasn't even staying at our hotel!! The entire reason we were staying there, and it didn't even happen! I was so disappointed by this. I didn't even get to see any of them outside of the game. Plus, our goalie was injured in the game, so our third-stringer had to come in, and our best defender was thrown out of the game. Not our night!
Besides those bad events, the weekend was a lot of fun. Riding an airplane is always fun for me, and I got home early enough to do my laundry, so that was awesome. Hey, I take pleasure in the little things! And hopefully, Real will kick some LA butt when we take them on on Wednesday.