Who wants to go get a green beer with me after work? Ya know, the green makes it taste better.
Today I dug out this really cute little green polo to be extra festive. Now that I’m at work, I’m realizing it is a little tighter than I first realized. Thank god for hoodies, right.
Update:
yum. it does taste better.
Guinness Presents: Make St. Patrick’s Day an Official Holiday!
Today I got to play guinea pig for Mike’s nursing clinical exam. He had to give me a physical in front of his teacher. He was all worried about it, but he ended up getting a near perfect grade. But ya know…He wasn’t the one who was half naked laying on a bed in front a complete stranger…come on.
Did you hear that a beagle won best in show at the Westminster Dog Show? His name is Uno and he is like the cutest thing ever. See for yourself.
I love my cat Talula. I call her my little nugget. But she’s been doing this thing where she jumps up in front of our brand new expensive tv, and you can tell she wants to start swatting at stuff moving on the screen. I’m so worried that she is going to scratch it up. Like I said, I love her, but when I catch her up there, I grab her by the scruff of her neck and slam her down on the ground and say “Bad Kitty!”. Ya know, cats are just not like dogs at all….they don’t seem to understand the discipline at all. I just hopes she eventually gets it.
So yesterday was Valentine’s day. I kinda just let it float by…I didn’t wear red or pink. I didn’t buy Mike anything. He didn’t get me anything. I guess we’re just not into it…
Someone once told me that they love the winter because the cold makes them feel “alive”. Well it kinda makes me feel “dead”. So what does that mean? Pretty much don’t like to leave the house on snowy days like these…
It is a new year. Everyone made their resolutions? Last year I vowed to quit drinking, and I did. In fact, this blog started out of the fact that I needed an outlet to express all my frustrations and thoughts in that difficult time. It turned out to be a pretty good year. Mike and I adopted many new pets, bought a house, Mike got perfect grades in school, and was accepted into the nursing clinicals much earlier than expected. Somehow we became responsible adults. Well, for the most part.
I don’t know about resolutions this year. I would like to develop relationships with people more, and I suspect the only way to do that is to give people more chances. I’m pretty soon to decide I don’t like you, or I’m annoyed by you (Hopefully no one who reads my blog 
). So there it is. Make friends. Nix some negativity.
There should be kitty poo flavored dog treats. I know my dog would love them!
I made out pretty well this Christmas (since I picked out most of my presents from my parents - just clothes from Kohl’s). Also got some coffee, Ratatouille on DVD, and 2 seasons of Wonder Woman.
So we went to Target to return Wonder Woman. Note that Target will let you return up to 2 items per year without a receipt ($20 max each), so that is better than nothing I suppose. I do wish that places were more lenient with their return policies…
I am so annoyed by people who insist on talking on their cell phone in places like Target or Walmart. It irritates me even more when it is a 13 year old girl. And no…it doesn’t make it ok just because you are using a bluetooth headset. If anything, it makes you look worse. Like, catch you from the wrong angle, and you appear schizophrenic.
Tonight I’m supposed to go shopping with my mom for my christmas presents. Yeah…no surprises for me. I suppose that’s better than getting like socks. Although…You can never have enough socks.
hmm…let’s delve into my history of christmas gifts:
I remember one year that my grandma got me a bag of those little plastic flossing sticks. Weird.
One year my aunt, the family artist, painted/drew a unicorn on the back of a pair of underwear for me. That’s right, I got a unicorn. My cousins got like He-man and dinosaurs. But points for being creative.
No matter what ugly sweatshirt or clothes family buy me…It is always size LARGE. I don’t understand it. Is that the catch-all size for men? It never fits.
Ok…this one wasn’t for christmas, but it was funny nonetheless. One time, instead of money, the tooth fairy left baseball cards under my pillow. I remember crying and crying, until my parents coughed up the funds
