Wrong store

I was in Burlington, VT this past weekend, visiting my ol' college town and my friend Candy. I went with my friend Erin and the 3 of us got together because we all used to work in the ER in registration, we hadn't seen Candy in 8 years! DUDE! 8 years!

So we were walking around downtown Burlington, Church St. and we went into one of those "Life is good" stores, you know the t-shirts and hats that say "Life is good" and have a picture of a stick man doing the "good" stuff. Yea...I was in the wrong store. There was a "Life is good" t-shirt with someone running, that doesn't say life is good to me, that says, "Crap life is bad because I am being chased by wild dogs, RUN!" Or the one that had stick man holding a cup of coffee sitting in front of a fire with his dog, this one said "Happy Hour", oh dear. This scene does not make me happy, why the f*$% would I go outside and make a fire and drink coffee by it? How is that fun? This t-shirt must have been implying this is the happy hour before the end of the world and that stick dude has to eat his dog off of the fire, kinda like in Cormac McCarthy's book "The Road".

And I have said this many times, probbies on this blog...Didn't my ancestors work for hundreds of years to NOT sleep outside and pee in the woods? Well if I go and do that I am just throwing all their hard work in their face, and I can't do that!

I will honor my ancestors and make my own life is good t-shirt, with stick man sitting on a couch, with a remote, a beer and a computer and maybe a pizza, or cheese and crackers, depends on my mood.

Social Butterfly

No not me...Mike and I have a friend, lets call him...Lane, because that's his name, Mike told me he is at a wedding this weekend in Colorado. Dude how many friends does he have?! He is at a wedding every month, flying all over the place for them. I realized that seriously I have like 6 friends. The ones I know through Mike are already married, except Ken and I don't see him getting married anytime soon. My other friends, 1 eloped, 1 is dating and 1 is engaged and she isn't getting married until Oct of next year! Lane is EVERYWHERE! Maybe its because he is Southern, he is very friendly so that might be how he gets invited to so many weddings. I don't want anymore friends! It would be exhausting. Unless a new friend lived like across the hall because pretty much I go to work, go to the gym, sit on couch, bed. And thankfully Mike likes to do that to cause I ain't goin out clubbin on the weekends, I may drink a glass of wine and watch Forensic Files and I am like YEA!

Long time

Dude...haven't not written on this blog in sooooo long, like long enough for the whole web address not to show up when I started typing the beginning of it, oops. But I was busy! Okay not like super busy, nothing dramatic has happened but Mike and I were in Ireland for almost 2 weeks and we just got back last Wednesday. I needed a few days to recover and do awesome stuff like pick up prescriptions and do laundry.

I went to work on Friday so I could start catching up on stuff so tomorrow (Monday) shouldn't be so awful. I did have 360 e-mails though, that was fun.

(Oh my god I love candy corn, I am eating some right now and last year I didn't like it and now my teeth are going to fall out by the end of the month because I munch on this deliciousness every day, however I could only from the Autumn mix and it has the gross candy corn with the brown on the bottom so I have to dig for the good stuff, all the more satisfying.)

Okay so anyway...very exciting news...I think my town has a crazy lady! SOOOOO excited! I have seen her 3 times and I remember seeing her a few months ago and lady is crazy! She has gray frizzy crazy hair and she wears hot pink lip stick and tight jeans, oh and she has got to be in her 60s. She walks around with lots of shopping bags, the biggest being a GAP bag. Hot. She walks around the streets of our downtown area and talks very loudly, yelling occasionally. How I love to watch other people's drama, I may have to follow her one day (from afar of course) to observe the craziness. Oooooooo....delightful.