I just might be over my latest kick

For the past several weeks I have been on a Vanilla Coke kick from Dairy Queen or Sonic. Almost everyday or every other day I've been chuggin a 44oz. However at this very moment I'm over it. Dairy Queen put too much vanilla in mine this evening, and now I'm just tryin not to be sick from it.

Did anyone besides me think Evan Lysachek's outfit was just a bit creepy. I just can't stand snakes! Ugh! Johnny Weir also had a really sick black and pink get up on the night before, but I guess he accomplished his goal because look we're all talking about it.

I saw a Tartan runway show on TV earlier today, and now I'm making it my personal goal in life to get Jon in a kilt. Too bad his last name isn't Scottish, but he can borrow my maiden name, and wear the Wilson plaid. I have a thing for a man in a kilt. Some women go gaga over marines or baseball players. I say bring on the kilt! Nothing says I'm a man, and I don't have anything to prove to anyone quite like a kilt.

Lingerie returns!?!?

As you know our bathroom reader calendar is a daily source of insight. This being Valentine's weekend part of the update read like this "50% of all Lingerie purchases are returned (this includes bras, panties, and any sort of frilly feminine sleepwear)." Maybe it's just me, but I am really bothered by this. I honestly can't remember taking back anything from the intimates department. Am I the only person in the world that buys stuff and keeps it? Suddenly I thought of a girl I saw walking around the college this week with the tag still on her purse and jacket. I knew she was going to wear it a few days and take it back for something else. Although I'm not crazy about that, I really hope people aren't doing the same thing with their underwear. I personally hate tags. I cut them out of everything. I can't imagine walking around with a tag on purpose. Of course this could be a case where a man has gone and gotten something for his wife, and she was like "NO WAY this is going back!" or maybe she was like "Honey look at me... does this look like it would fit me? Maybe if I was 12!" I'm really hoping the latter is the case.

Off to School

It's kind of wierd teaching a night class. Just as everyone is coming home from work, I'm heading out the door. I always hated night class when I was in college. You would think I would still be the same way, but for some reason it doesn't bother me. I'm glad the sun came out today so Cookie and Winston could unleash their craziness in the backyard. I think the rest of my neighbors must have had the same idea because there is a non stop barking sound coming from every backyard.

HGTV

I went with Jon to Home Depot last night because he needed a special kind of light bulb for the store that only they have... that's where our troubles began. Then we came home and Jon turned on HGTV, and things got to festering. He also borrowed a magazine from my Mom called Get Organized 155 things you can do or build yourself. I don't know why we do this to ourselves. We both got to thinking about 9000 things we could do to tear up our house. I even woke up at 6:30 this morning really debating should I paint the fireplace white or should I leave it alone, and what am I going to plant in that really shady spot on the southeast side of our house?? Yesterday morning we were perfectly content with our house the way it is, now we're ready to gut it. I'm telling you I think we just might be nuts. Maybe it's because spring is on its way. In one final cling to sanity I've decided we aren't doing anything until we give it some serious thought, now I'm just going to have to keep Jon out of Lowes and Home Depot because he is just as bad as I am about this sort of thing.

I just gotta have an iphone

I thought I'd be alright, really I did. I didn't think I would have the feeling a kid gets when they decide what they really want for Christmas, Birthday, Valentine's day. Mom and Dad got theirs at the first of the summer, and I was okay with that. They deserve a few top knotch gadgets for putting up with and raising me and Jordan. But all of this has changed since Jon got his. I really hadn't done much playing on Mom or Dad's, but since Jon got his a few weeks ago Oh Boy! I love Tap Word, and all the other cool little gadgets that you can have at your fingertip at any time of the day. How am I going to make it until I'm able to get an upgrade? That is several months away. This is turning into a very serious situation... Even as I was writing this he set up an app to check out my blog, and is playing on his. "Now Andy I tell ya it just ain't right!"

Elastic

Many people could argue about the single greatest invention of the 20th century, but unless they're thinking about elastic they're wrong. Elastic has become a very important component of my wardrobe. I could say it is because I have severe acid reflux and the doctor did tell me to wear loose fitting clothes, which is true. But the real underlying reason is this... "I ain't as good as I once was, but with a little elastic I'm good once as I ever was!" Seriously imagine a world without it, I don't want to it's scary!

Nuns

Today's blog is about nuns. How I came to this is simple. I had to drive through the St. Michael's rehab road after dropping Mom off at Orr Hyundai to get her car. I looked up at the street sign, and it read Mary Hermann Joseph. Suddenly I found myself thinking.... How do they come up with those names. I get the Mary bit but of all things Herman Joseph? After giving it some thought I decided that if I were a nun I'd be Sister Mary Merlin Nezbit the Merlin Nezbit comes from Mom and Dad's cat, and he's black and white kinda like a nun habit.

Growing up Baptist, and now being a Presbyterian, I've always had a bit of a fascination with nuns thanks to one of my favorite movies The Trouble With Angels. I thought Sister Mary Constance was so pretty, but the Mother Superior was a real drag. Seriously all the girls wanted to do was have a little fun, and she was so down on them. It was the 1960's so what if they wanted to smoke, Who didn't? I'm not so sure the Surgeon General even existed yet. No, I don't smoke, I think it is disgusting, and I know what it does to your lungs. But no one knew all this back then, so I'm pretty sure I would have tried to smoke with one of those long cigarette holders like Holly Golightly in Breakfast at Tiffany's (also another one of my faves).

Koalas

According to the bathroom reader calendar that my mom got us for Christmas Koalas are very prone to chlamydia... How random is that? Sounds like something straight out of The Gilmore Girls. I've always thought they were so cute. However, due to the nature of this troubling new information I suggest we add koalas to the long list of animals that we need to leave alone: turtles, frogs, mice, any and all types of bugs, slithery things, and now koalas.

Time to Take a Stand

In one great act of rebellion I decided "Nope not gonna make the bed this morning!" as long as it isn't made I won't feel so bad about crawling up in it and taking a knap this afternoon. After the lousy sleep I got last night the promise of a knap is the only thing that is going to get me through the day. Bartender, I'll take a Dr. Pepper please and make that a double!

Tell Me No Lies and Keep Your Germs to Yourself!

Despite the icky weather I've managed to keep myself feeling pretty healthy this winter... That is until I went back to my college art class yesterday. One of the ladies I paint with came up and hugged me and we talked some. A few hours later she lets it slip that she spent all day Monday wrapped around the toilet. UGH! Well if she wanted someone else to catch what she had because misery loves company... I am here to announce that she was indeed successful.
So this is just a blip. It seems as good a way to start as any.
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