Posts tagged ‘NaBloPoMo 2008’

Rest is near dear child.

I am weary. I am tired. I need my rest. Tomorrow I will get it.

Today is the end of Nablopomo.

I have learned through this that I may not have that interesting of a life. I am not as witty as I thought I might be and I really don’t approve of too much multi tasking. Blogging might just take a back seat for a while.

Then after a few days of some well deserved rest, I will stun you all with my incredible wit, intellengence and perfect grammar once again.

Congrats to all you who made and defeated the Nablopomo monster! Gold Stars all around!

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November 30, 2008 at 7:50 am 8 comments

Plans to hijack Airports Consume my Life

The wedding day Itinerary. Who thought of this? Really. I would like to punch their baby. How the heck am I going to know how long it is going to take to do things like speeches -How long I want to spend dancing- What the optimal time is to cut the cake?

Its too bad I can’t make the celebration last forever. There are people like the BFF who are flying in. The Fi’s best man is flying in from the UK. I want to spend the entire celebration with them. And of course the new Husby.

So I choose to not have an end. Nope. Maybe I should hijack the airport to keep those I want here… Anyone wanna help with this?

Less than 80 days… holy crap.

November 29, 2008 at 6:05 am 1 comment

College Lessons

NaBloPoMo 2008 is almost finished. Somehow I have managed to actually post more than the required amount, write my finals, pass all 13 or my subjects and get three distinctions. yay me. gold star.

I found the following quotes on A Corner… of my Soul. I had to appreciate them. Because well, amen.

“I learned three important things in college – to use a library, to memorize quickly and visually, to drop asleep at any time given a horizontal surface and fifteen minutes.” – Agness DeMille, Dance To The Piper, 1952

“A college education shows a man how little other people know.” – Thoman Chandler Haliburton

These are the things I learned this year in college. Especially the sleeping one. In fact, I could do with a nap right now…

November 28, 2008 at 6:00 am Leave a comment

Mememememememememe!

*oops! I posted this without an edit and noticed there were parts that were written really crappy. Ok so maybe I didn’t catch all of them but I at least gave it a once over and my laptop has not eaten portions of the text!! šŸ™‚ *

Last week I was tagged. But since I had so many posts half written I forbade myself to skimping out and doing the easy meme. So now that I have cut down on my blog
portions, here I am fulfilling my tagged posts.

This taggity was from Hillybilly Duhn. She is seriously the coolest Hillbilly I know. My Mother’s Father lives in Missouri and trust me, she is way more fabulous than him.

1. What is your funniest childhood story?
When I was a kid I liked showing my way cool princess panties to every friend I could. Especially the neighbor boy… I got caught that time and got the worse hiding of my life. Still remember the pain even now… Not funny I know. I am just a not funny kinda gal.

2. What would your dream dress look like if you could design it?
um Pretty. And probably utterly fabulous. And totally not like anything anyone else has worn. It would be shocking!

3. What weird habit does your hubby have?
Hubby-to-be has a few really weird habits But if I were to pick the weirdest…When he gets angry or tired he blows on both his arms. And it relay bugs him if I counter-balance his equilibrium. In fact, it’s really really funny when I counter-balance the equilibrium. He freaks.

4. How many cookbooks are in your kitchen?
Just one actual cookbook. The Fi gave it to me for our year landmark of being together. I am still not sure what that means… Maybe I am really that bad of a cook.

5. Granny panties or loyal Victoria Secret girl?
Neither. Temptations baby.

6. My favorite memory from 2008 so far is?

The day that the Fi proposed. *sigh*

7. I secretly…

stutter. Its not really a secret if you’ve ever heard me do it, but I have gotten really good at not do it. Except when I get really excited or speak spanish. I am a spanish stutterer.

8. I could really go for…

Ice cream. or chocolate. or anything Carb orientated. *sigh of diet sorrow.* *sigh of looking freaking good in my wedding dress*

9. We are going to have a big snowstorm and you will find me…

Dancing in the snowfall then locking myself in the house with candles and hot chocolate!

10. I knew he was the one…

gradually. There wasn’t a specific moment when I thought to myself, “I am going to marry this man” Apparently, the Fi had this moment. I just had this peace and sense that gradually grew.

Now to tag 3 more people. I choose…

Sco-man (gotcha back- mwahaha *evilness inserted here*)
Yaya
and
Anna Lefler

PS Totally gotta check out those blogs. They are F.A.B.U.L.O.U.S.

November 26, 2008 at 4:01 am 3 comments

Jack Handey is the Bomb Diggity

There are a lot of things that really amuse me. Men with their flies down while trying to pick up girls is hilarious. Funnier than that are the women whose dresses get stuck in their bum cheeks. These are even more funny when either of these people are being jackasses.

However. there is one thing that will ALWAYS get me giggling on the floor.

Jack Handey‘s little quotes are the funniest things in the world. Except maybe when you watch someone laugh so hard they pee their pants. That probably takes the cake.

Here is a collection of my favourite Handey-isms.

It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a bigger man to laugh at that man.

Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself: “Mankind”. Basically, it’s made up of two separate words – “mank” and “ind”. What do these words mean ? It’s a mystery, and that’s why so is mankind.

The face of a child can say it all, especially the mouth part of the face.

If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mr. Brave man, I guess I’m a coward.

When you go in for a job interview, I think a good thing to ask is if they ever press charges.

To me, boxing is like a ballet, except there’s no music, no choreography, and the dancers hit each other.

We tend to scoff at the beliefs of the ancients. But we can’t scoff at them personally, to their faces, and this is what annoys me.

Probably the earliest flyswatters were nothing more than some sort of striking surface attached to the end of a long stick.

Better not take a dog on the space shuttle, because if he sticks his head out when you’re coming home his face might burn up.

If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is “God is crying.” And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is “Probably because of something you did.”

If you saw two guys named Hambone and Flippy, which one would you think liked dolphins the most? I’d say Flippy, wouldn’t you? You’d be wrong, though. It’s Hambone.

If you’re a young Mafia gangster out on your first date, I bet it’s real embarrassing if someone tries to kill you.

Children need encouragement. If a kid gets an answer right, tell him it was a lucky guess. That way he develops a good, lucky feeling.

Instead of trying to build newer and bigger weapons of destruction, we should be thinking about getting more use out of the ones we already have.

If you ever catch on fire, try to avoid looking in a mirror, because I bet that will really throw you into a panic.

Sometimes I think I’d be better off dead. No, wait, not me, you.

Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you’re a mile away and you have their shoes.

Sometimes, when I lie in bed at night and look up at the stars, I think to myself, “Man! I really need to fix that roof.”

If you go flying back through time and you see somebody else flying forward into the future, it’s probably best to avoid eye contact.

I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they’d never expect it.

Whenever you read a good book, it’s like the author is right there, in the room talking to you, which is why I don’t like to read good books.

Instead of a trap door, what about a trap window? The guy looks out it, and if he leans too far, he falls out. Wait. I guess that’s like a regular window.

If I ever get real rich, I hope I’m not real mean to poor people, like I am now.

For mad scientists who keep brains in jars, here’s a tip: why not add a slice of lemon to each jar, for freshness?

It’s sad that a family can be torn apart by something as simple as a pack of wild dogs.

I hope that after I die, people will say of me: “That guy sure owed me a lot of money.”

If you get invited to your first orgy, don’t just show up nude. That’s a common mistake. You have to let nudity “happen.”

*sigh of joy*

November 25, 2008 at 6:50 am 5 comments

The presence of wrinkles made me rethink life

No longer can I look surprised. This facial expression has just become dis-allowed. There is a presence of not one, not two, but three! Wrinkles. On. My. Forehead. ALAS!

Add these to the beginnings of crow-feet on my eyes…. Iā€™m just biding my time before I am a wrinkly saggy woman with a cat on my lap screaming at the neighbourhood kids to stay out of my precious petunias. Oh Lament!

I can see it now… AHK!

November 22, 2008 at 9:39 am 3 comments

Patty Cake

I know what I want. I like lime green, orange, red, grey, brown and black. I do not like yellow. I do not approve of rainbows, flowers, bows or heart motifs. They make me vomit in my mouth.

In fact, to the great dismay of the amazing women trying to help me plan the decor of the reception, I don’t ever accept (EVER) something at face value. Something will need to be changed, tweeked or just plain thrown out. I think these are good qualities for a bride to have as long as she can stick to her decision. Which I do. Mostly.

I am getting more and more excited for our four tiered chocolate sponge cake with buttercream icing and fondant. Finally got the picture of what I discussed with the cake artist to show the Fi and I think he is as excited as I am. (Although I think it has more to do with the cake being all chocolate than the design)
This is the design I want. Sort of. It will look like this, except the foundant will have a silver shimmer. The ribbons will be blood red and satin. And instead of weird, random leaves, I would love to have some exotic white flowers cascading down the edge. *sigh*

Our colours are apparently “difficult”. It has been a mission to find anything in Blood red and chocolate brown. This cake though, it just worked. This, my blog-friends, makes me a very happy woman.

More pictures to come! Once we finish the invites and do a few mock ups of the table arrangements. (You see anal retentive bride means she and her team of magical women are compiling the music, centrepieces, invites and stationary, decor and set up of the venue. These fairies are the best for putting up with me!)

xoxo

November 21, 2008 at 11:25 pm 3 comments

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