Memory of a goldfish, yes that’s me…

I try to remember things, I really do. I of course have things written down, the most important things to make sure I have the info, but holy crap I can never remember things after like 5 minutes. This is apparent mostly when its like a shopping list, or something from work that I needed to remember. For instance, I will tell myself in the shower that morning, “Ok, I need to remember that I’m out of shaving cream, to write it on my list to go buy it” I’ll get out of the shower and get ready with my normal routine, and I won’t remember it until the next morning, when I get in the shower and find the emptying shaving cream container. I’ll try to remember again, but alas, it’s a vicious cycle.

The reason I’m telling you this (besides this being my blog and I get to choose what I write on) is because I had a really good blog idea today. I thought of it while driving home, and I was like, this is going to be a good one. Good subject, I had a way of doing it, and then by the time I got home, got the laptop turned on and sat down to write it, I had totally completely forgot what I wanted to write on. So you get this boring entry instead, explaining why the blog fail today. I will try to remember things in the future, even if I have to write it on my hand the second I think of it, to make things better for you, the reader. I can’t make any guarantees though, or even that I’ll remember that I made this promise. But I’ll try and really, isn’t that enough?

Sometimes, it just feels like insanity

Happy Black Friday, shoppers! All right, I don’t know that many of you hit up the stores, but it’s a holiday nonetheless. I of course, participated once again, even though stores opened earlier than last year. I awoke at 2:52 AM – my alarm was set for 2:45, but what I didn’t realize until I woke up is that I set it for PM and not AM – holy lucky that I got a text this morning and just happened to wake up for it! I hurried out the door and made it to Target by 3:30.

After standing outside in the freezing freezing cold for half an hour, we finally got in. We were really quick with everything there, then moved onto the next store. We basically just went from store to store for the next 6 hours, finally finishing with everything by 9:30. I came home and immediately went to sleep – I was so tired after my less than 4 hours of sleep!

I know that most people think that doing Black Friday is craziness, but I still like doing it. You go in with a great attitude, and you’ll have so much fun! I’m glad that I went, but I’m always glad when it’s over.

Holy freezing cold

Happy Thanksgiving!
All right, now that that’s out of the way, I’m just going to do a quick one, to detail my race – the annual Earn Your Turkey run.  First of all, it was 6 degrees outside this morning. I was in running tights, shoes, a long sleeve shirt, a short sleeve shirt, and some gloves. I thought I’d be ok, and for the most part, I was. I wasn’t all that cold before the race, I was more hyper. PJ and I were just jumping around to stay warm, chatting, etc, and Boyfriend was so grumpy about how cold it was outside. In his defense, this was his first race, and it was freeeeeezing cold. I let him complain, because it was funny to hear.

The race was good, I finished in the time I wanted. By the time I was done, my hands were in pain. They had started by being freezing, but at the end, they just hurt. PJ was trying to warm them up, but they hurt so bad that tears were involuntarily running down my face. While we were waiting for all of us to finish, I was getting colder and colder. I couldn’t warm up, nothing was helping. I was given a giant blanket to wrap up in, and it wasn’t helping all that much. By the time we were all done, I was shaking so hard I could barely walk.

We got into the car and cranked up the heat whilst I was still wrapped in the blanket. I was cold the whole way to the house, and when we got there, I was still cold. We turned on the fireplace, and I sat directly in front of it, still in my blanket, drinking hot cocoa until I warmed up. It took 20 minutes for this to happen. I’ve never been this cold in my life, and I’m not even entirely sure why my body was failing me this morning, but thank goodness it’s not anymore.

Well, that was the race. It was short, but cold, and I loved every minute  of it, and I don’t regret it at all. If its this cold again next year, I might just run with a blanket on – make sure that I keep as warm as possible!

Turkey Lurkey

At FHE the other night, our activity was frosting cookies (which I had done a great cookie of Justin Bieber. It wasn’t on purpose, but it looked pretty good. And he tasted delicious) and finger painting. I’ve never really finger painted before, and I was excited to do it. This is what I painted:

 

That is my hand, decorated as a turkey. It is really good, I know. It took me a while to make it, and the stuff all over the place is my fingerprints, just in different colors. I know it looks like a small child painted it, but I don’t care, I’m proud of it anyways.

PS Sorry about it being sideways, I don’t know why that happened.

Another check off the list

All right, I know that my bucket list has some crazy entries. Eat a Grey’s Pappaya hot dog isn’t all that impressive, waxing my legs is weird too, and touching a cow all seem like things that shouldn’t really be on your life list. (BTW, since I’ve written this list, I have touched a cow, just in case you didn’t know.) But there is one on my list that I recently did, and of course I’m going to share it. The thing I did: eat a McRib.

I know that that’s not at all exciting, because people do it all the time, but usually, those things freak me out. Last night, Boyfriend and I were waiting for FHE to start, and I was hungry, so we went to McDonalds, and as I was deciding what to get, he told me to get the McRib, and usually I would ignore him, but today I was like, you know, I’m going to do this. So I ordered the combo meal, ready to dig right in.

I don’t know how many of you have had the McRib, but its not as good as you think it’ll be, but you just can’t stop eating it. You have a bite, and you’re like, hey this isn’t that bad, but the more you keep eating it, the more you’re thinking, dude, this is not all that good. And I know what you’re asking yourself: “Vieve, why did you keep eating it?” And I’ll tell you – because I was hungry, because it was on the bucket list, and because I didn’t want to admit defeat by not finishing. So I ate almost the whole thing.

Now, I’m just glad to say that one more thing is off my list, and for sure it’s gotta be the impressive, right? I’m just glad the McRib came back, so I could cross it off. Onto the next item!

Miscellaneous Monday

Today I have a bunch of random thoughts that I’d like to share. They’re not enough for an entire blog, so I’m combining them into one!

I recently bought a new soap for my bathroom – Nutmeg Cream. It makes think of Christmas every time I use it. Plus, my hands smell delish even for a while after having washed! I would recommend this to anyone.

Today on my way to work, the roads were a little slick, thanks to that wonderful snowstorm we had over the weekend. I didn’t really alter my driving though, I kept going like I usually do. There was a time when I started to slide and skid all over, and as I was heading over to the sidewalk, I thought to myself, “I really don’t want to die while listening to a Ke$ha song. That’d really make my death even sadder”. Luckily, I survived, and changed the song.

I was eating a delicious slice of cherry pie, (thanks Chelle for the free slice!) and it was sugar-free, which I imagine to be healthier. As I was eating it, I noticed that without sugar, cherry pie is really tart, and then tart made me think of a slutty person, which just confirmed my suspicions that cherry really is the sluttiest of the pies.

The other day, a friend brought her baby into work, to show him off. He was fussy, and the ladies around me were all talking about how you should bounce a baby when it’s fussy, to quiet it. Asking why, one of them explained that it’s like when it’s in the womb, you bounce when you walk, and it’s used to it. I guess the look on my face expressed disbelief, because the same gal picked me up in her arms, slung me around her, and then walked so I could see what it was like. What a weird thing that was to happen –especially at work.

That’s pretty much the extent of what I have going on. I’m sure there are more miscellaneous thoughts going on in my head, but I should save those jewels for another time! Happy Monday (Imagine I just threw some confetti or leaves up in the air when I said that, it’s much more fun!)

Penny Can!

I have discovered a new game. I took it from Cougar Town, my new favorite show. It’s a delicious game, and it requires so little! Alls you need is a can (like a big, coffee can. This presented a problem, since I don’t drink coffee. I had to substitute with a vase I had around the house. It still works.) and a handful of pennies. The number of pennies you need is directly proportionate to the amount of times you want to get up out of your seat to collect them. I started with 5 or so, but as the game went on, I was playing with like, 20+, because I got sick of getting up.

The premise of the game is such: place your can/vase a few feet away from you. You can play this game sitting or standing, I so far have only done it sitting. After your can/vase is set up, toss a penny into the can, trying to make it in. And that’s it! That’s the game! Every time you make a penny into it, you have to yell “Penny Can!” to celebrate.

It’s quite hard to make it in the can, I’ve found. When I had like, 20 coins, I maybe only made 1 in. If I was really lucky, I made 2. But I still love this game, and once you get started, it’s hard to stop! If anyone wants to play, let me know. You bring the can, I’ll bring a sock full of pennies, and we’ll play until the sun comes up. Or until we’re sick of getting up to collect the pennies, whichever’s first.