The Jury is Out

My pleasure and so so much more

2007-10-29T19:41:00.000-07:00

So I have a bunch of stories I really wanted to share so this may be a long entry. First of all October 21, 2007 I saw the first decorated Christmas tree for the season. This young lady who lives at 821 Summit St. wanted to break the world record for putting up the first tree of the season. I hope you check out her picture of herself and tee in the new edition of world records. Mylanta! What the hell are people decorating for Christmas for already. It was actually hilarious because the upstairs apartment had a fully decorated X-mas tree and the downstairs apartment has orange lights and decked in spider webs. That is just ridiculous, and I can't even express my disgust any better than just that.

Second story the my pleasure marathon continues! For those of you who don't know what I am talking about let explain. My place of employment has implemented the newest ridiculous meber service strategy. Ok, so when I am done waiting on a member I have to say,"It was my pleasure to serve you." First off, this new saying is basically replacing,"Your welcome or thank you." Not only did they choose a frase from my grandmothers generation, but it is insaley long. The members are half way out the door b/f I get that mouth full out. Good lord, it means nothing if we are all saying it. Also, the bombardment of hello's when memebrs are walking in the door would make run and take cover. Half of the older member are going to think they are hearing things because we say hello, and the only one they can see is Collette because the rest of us are too short. So the hello's are coming out of know where! Just watch we will see an increase of insanity in Marquette county becuase of this. If not the member then the employees. Opps, I didn't say that! Ok, yes I did!

This is for Bridgette, I saw my first pair ugh boots of the season and they looked ridiculous. Go figure!

Sorry, that it had een so long, but I am back!

Funny Story Number 1

2007-06-15T16:47:00.000-07:00

So I work at a credit union as many of you know. This past week I spent one of my days in the drive through with another teller. Her name is Christine, and she started the week before I did. So it was a slow day because it was so hot outside, and I think most people didn't step foot out of there little air conditioned homes. We spent a great part of the day chatting it up. We really had a good time too. Here is the funny story that she will kill me for telling you all about. A car came through my lane which is closest to the window in which I was standing in. In the back seat was a baby girl about a year old. The parents had given the girl a box of cigarettes to play with and she was sucking on the bottom of the box. I'm not sure what is more disgusting, the parent that would give there daughter that to play with or the fact that she had the thing in her mouth. I shut my speaker off so that the car couldn't hear me, and then said,"Look at these parents they are letting there child play with a box of cigarettes." Christine was finishing up a transaction at the time. My car pulled away and as it passed Christine said,"Wow! She is really sucking on that thing"! With extra emphasis on "sucking."I looked at her at just started laughing. I don't think I have laughed so hard in my life. Then Christine got this perplexed look on her face. She turned and said,"My microphone was on, and the guy in my lane heard what I said because he gave me a funny look." At this we both started laughing. I know this probably doesn't sound very funny, but if you could have been there when it happened you would understand. That is the end of my funny credit union story! The end!

Taco Bell Run

2007-05-25T16:35:00.000-07:00

I realize that as a college student in a college town we are bombarded by lots of fast food, junk food restraunts, but none of them are as superior as Taco Bell. I must tell you that the hours they hold are amazing. I can get my taco bell until 3 am if I wanted too on weekends. Which I have on many occassions. It is also much cheaper than any other other places that serve nasty college food. The problem is Taco Bell is located all the way up the hill in Marquette. I know you are thinking this doesn't sound like a problem, but with gas prices at 3.54 a gallon I have resorted to walking and riding my crapy bike that doesn't hold air in it's tires for more than 12 hours. Which means I would have to ride my bike all the way from my apartment on Park street to the top of the hill on US 41. Mind you Taco Bell is completely worth it, but I don't think my body can with hold that kind of physical punishment with added temptation of reaching Taco Bell and having to decide between and apple panada and a choco taco for my after meal sweet tooth craving. I would like to propose they move or build a new Taco Bell closer to campus say on Presque Isle Ave. They can rip down the nasty Hardees and replace it. Besides Marquette doesn't need two Hardees. Who ever heard of a town this size having two Hardees with out having two McDonald's or two Taco Bells. They totally must be mentally insane. I mean what were they thinking!

So anyway my funny Taco Bell story! Dan and I decided that we didn't want to cook dinner. Hmmm! Go figure! We would just assume getting on with the two movies we just rented and the cuddling! So we stopped at Taco Bell! As we were in the drive through Dan I were bitten by the silly giggle bug. That is right we were laughing like crazy and being completely goofy. More so than usual for those who were thinking that isn't anything out of the ordinary. So as we pulled up to the squak box that takes our order we heard a young girls voice on the other end. I replied in the most peppy voice I could deliver," Oh wonderful how are you doing"? She replied as if she thought we were crazy, but of course at that very moment we were so her assupmtion was correct. We ordered a quesadillia value meal and she asked do you want a hard or soft taco with that. Without thinking I replied," A hard taco of course"! As soon as I said that I realized how that sounded. Dan I both broke out into hysteria which was followed by the girl on the other end of the squak box laughing too. Wow! Anything can be taken as sexual, but the truth of the matter is at this age, everything is sexual becauase more than likely that is what we are thinking about. We may not be participating in the act, but we certainlly have had lots of thoughts about it!

The moral of the story is be friendly to people who are working and preparing your food because they could easily spit in it with out you even knowing it. Actually the moral of the story is that Taco Bell rocks!

Work and Bad Weather

2007-05-21T16:30:00.000-07:00

So I am working now! Yep I got new jobs! I am working as a teller at the UP Catholic Credit Union, as a sales associate at Bath and Body Works, I am still a monitor at Northern, and I am also baby sitting on SUnday's at church. Wow! So much fun. SO much work, and little money.

I t is the end of May and it is cold and rainy! I want hot so I can chill at the beach. It can rain if it wants too, but it really needs to be warm! Global warming my ass!

Righto, I'm out! Nothing spectacular is happening in my life right now! Oh, wait Rob did hit me in the face with a rackette ball. It was my fault though!

Candy Necklaces

2007-04-27T11:28:00.000-07:00

I know most of you have probably had the great pleasure of wearing those multi-colored candy necklaces that you bought at the local 7 Eleven when your mom stopped for gas, and then being able to reach down and take a bite of candy when ever you thought your mouth was in need of yet another piece of “something, something” to rot your teeth. Candy necklaces are something that your dentist cringes at, but this year when my mom made my Easter basket these candy necklaces of the past made my day. My mom put these Easter candy necklaces in amongst all of my favorite kinds of candy.

I remember back when I was little that the candy necklaces came only in multi-colors, but now they have candy charms on them and they come in solid colors, and even in the shape of watches. I couldn’t even begin to imagine how they could evolve something as perfect as these candy necklaces into something ten times better. This gesture my mom made brought a plethora of memories back to me.

I remember when my grandpa Bogeman use to work at 7 Eleven in Florida b/f he died. Grandpa use to bring home candy necklaces from work for my cousins and I, along with scratch off lottery tickets. That might sound strange, but grandpa won our hearts over with candy necklaces and scratch off lottery tickets. Granted we all loved him for more than just that, but it is a fond memory I have of my grandfather. So thank you to grandpa who gave me the memory of walking around with a multi-colored stained neck from sweating and sucking on the candies all day, and thank you mom for reminding me of my past.

My New Concept

2007-04-24T16:20:00.000-07:00

So I came to realization today, well actually I have been thinking it for a while, but I have finally decided to implement this new philosophy. Friends are too much work! Not even just friends, but people in general, they are too much work. Actually, it isn't the work part that I mind it is dealing with all the political crap, the cranky, the extras that go along with interacting with people. So I have been trying for the past two weeks to have minimal contact with people. It is nothing perosnal against any one person, but I need a vacation from all the bull dung. Strangely enough I am very satisfied to be alone and not have to deal with anyone except my own mood fluctuations. This really couldn't have come at a more opportune time since it is the end of the semester and I need to study hard, and then most people will be leaving for the summer. That will give a good long three month break. Well actually it will be more like four months if you count the two weeks I have been doing this plus the two additional weeks we have of school with the summer. I hope this doesn't hurt anyones feelings, but like I said it isn't personal.

I don't want to deal with witchy ladies at church, so not only is that taken away, but I can also sleep in a little later too. I don't want to deal with people asking advise or needing my help. The truth of the matter is, that I don't want to help anyone right now. Don't get me wrong, but sometimes people need to figure things out for themselves instead of having it spoon feed to them. Maybe that is what I am doing! I am reevaluating diferent relationships that I have, and weather or not more or less energy should be put into them. I figure it is better to distance myself than pretend!

Right now all I want to do is work hard over the summer, enjoy my family, the beach, and Dan! That is all I want right now! As for God him and I have lots of conversations coming up! I think meeting new people and throwing myself into work is exactly what I need right now! So everyone have a good couple of weeks and then enjoy your summer! Peace out!

Oh Shit!

2007-04-11T17:13:00.000-07:00

Many of you have heard me talk about one my favorite professors Dr. Mowafy, but yesterday when I arrived at class, I was frantically trying to quick and study for a possible exam that we may be having in like ten minutes. As you all know we had two snow days last week and that meant we missed our lecture on bariatric surgery which was going to be on the exam. Then Dr. Mowafy sent out an email that said our exam was going to be moved from this week Thursday to this week Tuesday. You know this threw the class into panic, but one student wrote Dr. Mowafy saying we had originally planned the exam for Thursday not Tueseday. Dr. Mowafy wrote back saying we would discuss in class weather or not we would have the exam on Tuesday or Thursday. So, I figured that I knew Dr. Mowafy enought to know that meant we would have the exam until Thursday. What a relife it was when he rolled the projector cart in, but then as he turned it sideways I saw a stack of exams on the cart ready for the class to take. Instantly, I started sing the fuck fuck song to the rhythm of Jingle Bells. Oh man, I thought I was screwed.

Thankfully, Dr. Mowafy asked the class do you want the exam to be today or Thursday. Well, duh! You know what the class answered. He knew what the class was going to say too. So right now I am writing this blog so that I can further procrastinate studying for my pending exam. Blah! Good news: after Friday we only have two weeks of classes. Yes, there is light at the end of this tunnel. Unfortunately, the light id reflecting off of two feet of snow that is still lying on the ground. So as I have said b/f, "I want spring with warm weather, green grass, and flowers. NOW!" Wish me luck on the said exam!

Bad, Bad, Bad, Bad snow!

2007-04-09T18:07:00.000-07:00

Bad, bad, bad, bad snow! You make me feel so miserable (not good as the original song may have you believe). Yea! We had two snow days last week which was the result of the two feet of snow Marquette recievied. I can say I did read two whole books during those two days, and managed to do some spring cleaning with the absence of spring like characteristics outside. As if winter wasn't long enough, it decided to play a trick on us, which only deepened our cravings for warm sunshine, green grass, sweet flowers, and beach. Whatever! Oh, here is even better news! This Wednesday we are suppose to get hit, by yet, another snow storm. Marquette will not see temperature above freezing until April 17, 2007 a week from tomorrow. Yuck!

Anyway, the weather sucks up here! That is generally the source of displeasantness among the natives. So stear clear of the topic. I loathe you snow! I love you sun and all the beautiful things that comes with it. I should move down south. Maybe to Hawaii! Then again they have volcanoes! Hmm, I wonder where the perfect place is to live? That location with out any strange weather phenomenons or things like earth quakes, that also plenty of things to keep me entertained, but still capable of celebrating all four seasons. It doesn't exist. I give up!

Sorry, about the weather rambling!

Ouch!

2007-03-26T17:01:00.000-07:00

So this past weekend I walked for Relay For Life. It really was a lot of fun and my team (Catholic Campus Ministry) came in second place for raising money. However, at 8:00 AM on Saturday after 17 hours of walking my feet were screaming at me. So I laid down and quickly drifted off to sleep. I woke an hour later and felt like I had slept for 10 hours. However, when I tried to get up and walk again my left foot said, "Bitch! Sit your ass back down" I was like ok foot, I will sit back down. So I asked my foot, "Why must I sit back down." Foot replied, "Because you flipping pulled or tore a tendon." So, I thought that was a good reason.

Well two days laters my foot still won't let me walk on it! I am seriously thinking about discommunicating my foot with a little operation!

As Ryan would say, "Teh Weather"

2007-03-20T17:33:00.000-07:00

411: The first day of spring is Wednesday March 21, 2007.

For all of those checking the calender you will notice that day is tomorrow! Then many will remember that at least the past two mornings that they had to walk through icky cold snow here in Marquette. Not to mention dealing with blistery cold wind that seems to NEVER cease. So here is Old Man Winter's and Jack Frost's warning: Knock off the snow and cold weather or else! As for Mother Nature I better see tulips blooming tomorrow in celebration for the first day of spring. So please emplore your wood nymphs, butterflies, rainbows, and Mr. Sunshine to accomplish this goal.

Sincerely,

Woman seeking warm weather in Marquette

Enough of the Psycho Thong Wearers

2007-03-17T08:10:00.000-07:00

I'm sure most of you read the title and thought this blog was about underwear, but your wrong it is about flip-flops. As most of you know I am a big advocate for thonged under wear so you would never see a sentece wrote by with the words enough, psycho, and thong wearer all in the same sentence and be talking about underwear. Sometimes I question myself to weather or not I am just crazy because I don't follow the stupid trends. I know I am not mistaken on this one. IT IS COLD OUTSIDE! RIGHT? So why are people walking around in flip-flops? If you have been doing this you are a crazy too (And that is a crazy with a capital Z craZy).

So the only day last week that people should have added flip-flops to their outfit was on Tuesday when it was gorgeous outside. The rest of days were brrrrr cold! Now if you are thinking that maybe people went of spring break to a warm destination and they thought that when they got back to Marquette that it was going to be nice too, then you too are psycho. Hello, newsflash, Northern sends us on our spring break the first part of March and sometimes it is in February. We still have a good chance for a monster snow storm.

My advise, spread the word that it is cold outside and make disgruntal faces at those people wearing flip flops so they know this kind of behavior is ridiculous.

Birthday card!

2007-02-19T17:30:00.000-08:00

Ok, so my father and I for the past few years have had difficulties remembering each others birthdays. A couple years ago I forgot his then last year he forgot mine (or something like that), but this year we both got it right! Good job to us! Not to mention I was so impressed with dad's card that I decided to share it with the world.

The card said:

A beautiful life

Reflections for a daughter on her birthday

Love yourself. Make peace with who you are and where you are at this moment in time. Listen to your heart if you can't hear what it is saying in this noisy world, make time for yourself. Enjoy your own company. Let your mind wander among the stars. Try. Take chances. Make mistakes. Life can be messy and confusing at times, but it's also full of surprises. The next rock in your path might be a stepping-stone. Be happy. When you don't have what you want, want what you have. Make do. That's a well-kept secret of contentment. There aren't any shortcuts to tomorrow. You have to make your own way. To know where you're going is only part of it. You need to know where you've been, too. And if you ever get lost, don't worry. The people who love you will find you. Count on it. Life isn't days and years. It's what you do with time and with all the goodness and grace that's inside you. Make a beautiful life...the kind of life you deserve.

I personally think this card not only made my day, but my week! I feel so uplifted from this right now! Thank you dad for such a memorable card.

Whoa Horsey!

2007-02-11T21:31:00.000-08:00

Contrary to what the name of this blog implies I have not been on a horse recently or ever because I am deathly scared of those huge herbivores that make loud and strange sounds. I didn't even mention the stench. Anyway, this blog is to make everyone else aware that Fat Tuesday is a week and half away, followed by Ash Wednesday and then the first meatless Friday of Lent. More importantly before we even get into next week we have to deal with this week which means dad's birthday on the 13. He will be a ripe young age of 45, followed by Valentines Day on Wednesday (Which is my favorite holiday) and most importantly Sunday my birthday. I will be 23 which means I have entered my mid twenties and people can stop telling me that my mid twenties crisis is unwaranted because I'm not in my mid twenties, but I will be in a week. So eat me! Not bad for a blog I just pulled out of my butt! Hey do you know spring break is in three weeks? That is where the title comes from. I am pulling back on reins because the semester is flying by in a blink of an eye.

Week Three of the Winter Semester

2007-01-29T19:19:00.000-08:00

So as you can tell I am writing this blog and discussing the first three weeks of the semester or rather the three weeks in which I haven't had a life. Why haven't I had a life you ask? Well, to tell you the truth I don't know. I have all the time in the world and all I want to do is sleep. I could be doing all the things I love doing, but no I would rather sleep in front of the TV with some random movie on that I'm sure I have tried watching at least a couple times that day already. I know this doesn't sound like that much of a problem, but it is for me. I like to be moving and doing things all the time. So it is time for a reform.

Today I decided that I need to make some changes and these are what I came up with:
1. Find another job
2. Do regular volunteer work someplace
3. PEIF it up with Kaitlyn more
4. Plan out a meal scheduel for the month of February
5. Spend a half hour in the morning reading the Bible
6. Spend a half hour at night working on my puzzel
7. Wash my dishes daily
8. PEIF it up by myself
9. Fake and bake a couple times a week so I can retreat to my happy zone with loud music
10. Finish things that I have started

Along with all of the things listed I am going to continue doing all the things I am doing now minus the sleeping at weird times of the day. One of the cool things I have been doing is attending daily mass with Dan everyday. It is really sweet. Going to adoration on Wednesday nights after Foof For Thought, and swing dancing on Thursday nights. I need to also spend considerable more time preparing for my classes. So here comes the reform. Pray that I can accomplish this short list with in lets say two weeks. That should give me ample time to get all of these new things into the normal scheduel.

Oh, and mom if you are reading this please send me my glasses! I freaking need them! I asked you four weeks ago to send them. Please I beg you!

Christmas Mistake!

2007-01-14T14:25:00.000-08:00

So as most of you all know my parents are divorced. So this year when I was asked by both of them for a Christmas list I decided that it was about time that they both got over the fact that they don't like each other. So I made one Christmas list, sent it to both of them via email with a note that said that everybody got the same list from me this year so they were going to have to communicate with each other on what they were going to get me for Christmas as to avoid duplication. Yeah! That really didn't work out so well! I thought for sure that my parents were adults and could stand sending each other a little email or one quick phone call. Nope not the case at hand. I celebrated Christmas morning with Dad and recievied a vaccume cleaner, the fourth season of charmed, catch phrase, a mandarin craneberry Yankee candle, a crock pot, a toaster oven, a beautiful hand made quilt, and an oak quilt rack that my father built. I know what you are all thinking. First, you got a lot of stuff and second it sounds like gifts from a bridal shower. So you all know my Christmas's and birthday's for the past fiver years have been like that.

So on to Christmas with mom! I recievied a mandaria- craneberry Yankee candle, catch phrase, season one of Charmed, a toster oven, a crock pot, two nice muffin cup pans, Britney Spears Fantasy perfume, an electronic dart board, a statue of the holy family, and an enormous copy of the Catholic bible. So besides a lot of duplicates, I had a really good Christmas! Moral of the story is do not assume your parents are capable of adult communication with one another even if all your life they told you to play nice with others. Needless to say my birthday list will be seperate. Man I love them complete with quarks!

Away from my Computer!

2007-01-11T08:50:00.000-08:00

Doesn't that sound like a great title for a modern epic novel? Anyway, I am back in Marquette! Thank God! Not that I don't like being with my family, but my apartment is my home now, and I really don't feel comfortable at either my dad's place in Eagle River, WI or my mom's in Cedar Springs, MI. Not to mention the lack of internet connection! I was so lost when I opened my computer at my dad's house and a billion wireless connection possibilities did not pop up on my computer. So I had to resort to the notoriously slow dial up interent connection (which I might add is a thing of the past for most places) and some fun computer games like Roller Coaster Tycoon. At least two days out of seven that I was at my dad's I constructed amazing theme parks all night long. I was pleasantly surprised how the time just passed by when the sunlight started to stream through the window. So quickly I shut my computer and feel fast asleep for a few hours. So I have lots of posts to write, but that won't come for a few days since I am going to have to spend at least a day reading everyone elses posts that they did over break. Wow! I was surprised. I see you all still had internet connection to go home to. Which is why I dispise you all! This is me signing off bitter and resentful!

The History of Coke and Why I Love it!

2006-12-13T22:53:00.000-08:00

Did you know that as of May, 2007 Cocoa Cola will have been around for 121 years? I know I was surprised too! The Coke Corporation had its start in May, 1886 when Dr. John Pemberton a pharmacist from Atlanta, Georgia stumbled across the formula in his back yard. He made Cocoa Cola in a three legged brass kettle in his back yard and it consisted of cocaine and kola nut which is high in caffeine. Isn’t that amazing! I heard this story before, but I always thought it was funny. I was like so he was giving this “medicine” to people for head aches and other ailments and creating cocaine addicts all at the same time. In actuality it really didn’t contain al lot of cocaine. Dr. John Pemberton’s book keeper, Frank Robinson came up with the name and was even the one who signed the name that we are all familiar with on the can today. However it wasn’t until 1905 when the cocaine was removed from the mixture. In April 1985, a year after I was born the new coke formula arose and has now become the biggest trade secret in the world. To this day more than 1 billion cokes are consumed everyday.

So there is your history lesson for you all to consumer over break. I know I love coke, but have you ever looked at what is in it? Well I will tell you! It has: carbonated water, high fructose corn syrup, caramel color, phosphoric acid, natural flavors, and caffeine. So I was thinking that they should remove the caramel coloring since it is that which causes our teeth to darken when you are a chronic drinker of coke like most of the population. I think it is a conspiracy between the coke company and our dentists to make us buy more bleach kits and get more cavities so they can make more money. Then you add in the phosphoric acid which clearly can cause erosion of tooth enamel, and you got a world wide plaque problem accelerated by high sugar consumption from the coke products.

The truth of the matter is this. I love coke! It tastes good, and I really don’t mind having to use whitening tooth paste after every coke I consume if it means I can drink something I enjoy every once and a while. So here is to coke, the early cocaine traced coke, and to the modern coke that is bought in bulk by many people even those surviving on food stamps. Should it become another food group? I think not! Unless we are planning on adding the food groups of ice cream, chocolate, and pizza to the list as well! I’m done now, so go enjoy your coke!

Back By Popular Demand: The Feet Washing Blog!

2006-12-12T09:57:00.000-08:00

So after the All Saints get together with the Lutheran Campus Ministry and us (the Catholic Campus Ministry), Dan and I decided to go back to my place and curl up on the coach and watch some movies together. However when Dan took off his shoes a stank so bad filled the air that I wanted to gag! I tried very hard at first not to say anything and just ignore the odor, but I was overwhelmed and broke down. I said, “Dan”! Now with complete tact, “Your feet stink”! He said he noticed that and he was going to go wash his feet. So he stands up and goes into the bathroom. He sits down on the side of my tub and turns the water on. I am rolling on the ground at this site of my tall and slender boy friend with his pant legs rolled up on his jeans up to his mid thighs. First off I know very well that in no possible way could I ever roll my jeans up higher than my knees. So I guess I was surprised that it was even possible for this occurrence, but second I couldn’t stand it and I broke out into laughter. With out even a second thought Dan asked if I wanted to join him. I kind of laughed at him, and thought ok, why not! I mean it’s not like it is going to hurt anyone. Right!

So now Dan grabs my foot and starts washing it with soap and a wash cloth. He gets a gleam in his eye and I realize he is considering pushing me into the bath tub so that I get soaked. Completely out of the blue I say, “If you do you are coming with me, and you don’t have spare clothes here and since I’m not driving you home you would have to walk and it awfully cold outside to be walking home soaking wet.” He went back to washing my feet. He then rinsed them and I grabbed his size 15 submarines and start washing them. I introduced Dan’s foot to a pumice stone and some other pedicure tools. I think he was a little scared of the one with a razor blade in it.

So I know you are all thinking this is a little weird, but it was amazing! It was like a total new level of our relationship. We served each other! We gave each other ourselves as servants. It was totally cool and made our relationship grow stronger. Needless to say we were giddy then for about two hours afterwards, and that is all we could talk about the next day!

So my advice is to try it! See if it does for your relationship what it did for mine! According to Sara she said it was very Jesus like of us to do something like that! Hey if that is what you want to think go for it, but God screamed down from heaven that night and told us to serve each other and we listened to what he wanted and acted upon it!

7 Days Left in My Semester

2006-12-06T07:00:00.000-08:00

As of this morning I 7 days left in this semester, one exam (today at 1:00), 4 classes (which I will only attend three), and two finals one on Tuesday and one on Wednesday. That is what my semester will end like. Oh and it is officially the time of the year when they want you to fill out those stupid evaluations that really know one spends anytime doing. I boycot them personally! After my exam today I have to make pigs in a blanket for Dan's pot luck for CA's, decorate two paper stocking for the CCM Christmas party, do my dishes (because I am out of clean silverware), and work on the laundry situation which has taken over my bed room. Crazy, crazy, crazy! Oh, yeah haven't started Christmas cards yet and I have to have about 35 done by Saturday! Ahhhhhh! Oh well, it has to be done so I must go and cram for my exam that is in three hours. Love you all and God bless!

The Point

2006-12-05T09:49:00.000-08:00

So I have reached that point. The point in the semester when you are sick, sick and tired, sick and tired of my classes, studying, and busy work. I want to stay on my couch and sleep in front of countless hours of long romantic movies like Gone with the Wind, Scarlet (it's sequel), and all three tape sets of Anne of Green Gables. Oh a blanket, a cup of hot coccoa, and a good book would also be fabulous. So that is what I intend on doing as of Wednesday December 13, 2006 after 3:00 p.m. Yeah, I know I can't help, but have the desire to good in school so I will have to hold off until next week. The count down is in session 8 days until I am done with this semester. Then celebrate time!

Dangela Makes A Baby

2006-12-05T05:37:00.000-08:00

So one day at Catholic Campus Ministry Dan approaches me while I am searching for something chocolate. He looks me in the eye and says, “Do you want to make a baby”? He says this with the most serious face, and I know my face was like, “Umm, did he just seriously ask me that or did I imagine it. Someone quick pinch me I think I feel asleep and am dreaming.” No, he actually asked me that, but it wasn’t what I thought at first. After a few seconds I remembered him telling me about a class assignment he had to where they take two people’s genetic make up and use it to create a theoretical baby.

So after the confusion was resolved, and I got over the fact of how funny it was what he asked me, I agreed to donate myself to a little science experiment as long as we could cuddle afterwards. Sorry, I had to say that because the orginal question was so silly. So we went down this list of questions asking us things like what color are our eyes, your hair, are you athletic, a risk taker, and all sorts of things. So after be both figured out what our genotypes for these questions would be in regards to what our parents would have donated to us we had to flip a coin for each heterozygous trait we had for ourselves as individuals. Then we took the trait we flipped and combined it with one another. What we got was a child with the following characteristics:

1. Brown eyes
2. Dark brown hair
3. Near sighted
4. A risk taker
5. Average build
6. Average height
7. Average lips
8. No freckles
9. No athletic ability
10. Not color blind
11. Female

So then we had to use Yahoo avatar to make a girl that looked like with the characteristics we rolled for. So this is the picture of our first child together. Ha isn’t this hilarious! Oh and her name is Emma Kay Ceru. See I guess Dan and I can celebrate Mother’s and Father’s day now! What a silly class assignment, but it sure made me laugh.

So I know several of you were confused and like what gives with these two. No we really didn’t get busy. It was just a fun class project so Rob take your, “Excuse me,” and stuff it! You guys all know both of us better than that. I’m just messing with all of you. Don’t feel bad I thought the same thing when he asked me too.

Ode To Sweat Pants

2006-12-02T11:15:00.000-08:00

Ode to my sweat pants
How I love you my sweat pants
On those cold winter days
When Father Winter graces us
With his miracle of snow

How I love you my sweat pants
On that first day of my period
When all other clothes seem restraining
I know you and your elastic waste band will always be there
To comfort me in my time of bloatedness

How I love you my sweat pants
On those days when I can’t seem to get warm
You are always there to add an extra layer
A layer of softness and warmth
A layer of comfort and ease

How I love you my sweat pants
When I wake up late for class
You always help clothe my body
In a quick and fashionable manor
For the lazy college student that I am

How I love you my sweat pants
That we can share an entire day together
As we lounge around the house together
Our bound grows closer and more intimate
You become a special part of my comfort level

How I love you my sweat pants
I love every aspect of you
You are comfortable, warm,
And you can hide any physical dislike
That I may be experiencing on a given day

I love you my sweat pants!

How many times are they going to change that stupid page this week?

2006-11-30T14:26:00.000-08:00

So here is the question! Are they seriously trying to just make my life difficult or is someone taking great pleasure in messing with me with the welcome page to Northern's web site. I was happy with the old one, but no they had to change it to a linear format and then back to the other format with all the icons with different pictures and in different places. Not funny! Do not mess with a student two weeks before finals who is clearly surviving on caffeine. Then on top of it they give us squirrel mail. Is that the same thing as snail mail or just slightly quicker because squirrels move faster then snails, but then is it going to get distracted like the rabbit in the tortise and hare story? Seriously, they could have waited for all of these changes for next semster right? I opened my browser and thought someone had changed my settings on me. What gives I thought? So, I humbly request to Northern Michigan University that they ok any changes to the web site through me before they go into affect. And when I say humbly that is just me being nice about it, but if you could see the seriousness on my face you might take it as a warning or even a threat! Perhaps some rules need to be put into effect where the administration doesn't allows silly little things like this to occur during this time of the semester. Seriously, did it make anyone elses life any easier? I think not, and I would highly advise you all agree with me on this one. These were unneccessary changes! So here is to never allowing change on the NMU website during the end of any semster!

Is it finally ok to unleash the Christmas spirit?

2006-11-27T08:12:00.000-08:00

So that day that all of you seem to think that must past for Christmas spirit to come out of the closet has passed. That means I don't want to hear any excuses from anyone about the unusually large amount of Christmas spirit I have. I mean if I hadn't had returned to Marquette at 11 PM last night my Christmas decorations would already be on display, but since I did I will have to wait until today to get them up. I can't wait to decorate my tree and put up lights while I listen to Christmas music. I can't wait to make sugar cookies and frost them and cover them lots of other sugar products like sprinles. I can't wait! I can't wait! I can't wait! I don't have to wait anymore because you all said it had to wait until after Thanksgiving, but that day is gone, and I am going to celebrate it's departure with a Christmas decorating party. Nativity here I come! So everyone knows I have been wanting to do all of this since the start of October so I think I kept myself shelled up very well with a few minor sepages of Christmas spirit. Merry Christmas everyone!

Woot! Woot! Down with psychology

2006-11-15T08:25:00.000-08:00

Hello my fabulous friends. So I wanted to share with you that the silly psychology exam that I was freaking out about was a cake walk and that when you add extra credit points in it got me a 98%. Totally excited. Right b/f Dr. B arrived (who for all who don't know is totally a product of the sixties with the whole layed back attitude and you know that man has lite up more than enough times that he can't keep track on his hands anymore) I was thinking to myself how bizar it was that I was freaking out about a fifty question mutiple choice test in a one hundred level class when he tells you exactly what will be on the test. Not to mention the fact that I am post back student and have totally survived through a whole bachelor's degree worth annoying exams. None the less in the end all is well.
The funny part is that when I left the exam I had this strange sensation that I needed to puke. Which I dismissed at first as nerves, but I was worng. So here I am at home today recovering from a long night of puking. Do you have any idea how much it burns when stomach acid and puke come out your nose? Yuck! Seriously, your mucous membranes in you throat and nasal cavities are not equipped to deal with such a low pH. The worse part is you can't even rinse it out so the burning goes away. It isn't like you can inhale water or garggle listerine through your nose to clean it out. So you endure the stingy pain.
My father take great pleasure out of telling everyone that when I was a baby that I was a power puker. He says that it didnt' mater how far I was away from the wall across a room that when I puked I was going to hit that wall with my upchuck. Well apparently things haven't changed. As I was driving back to my apartment I felt the need to pull over, but I didnt' I kept going. When I got out of my car and the fresh air hit my face I felt better, so I continued in to the building. However, when I hit the laundry room I realized I wasn't going to luck out again and the flow gates were opened. I puked into the garbage can that was sitting right in front of me, but managed puke all the way down the side of the dryer too. After that puking episode I had to go clean up the mess I had made which was really enjyable to my weak stomach.
Thankfully, I have this amazing boy friend that came over and took care of me. Thank you Dan! You really didn't need to come over and put yourself as risk of catching whatever it is that I have. I am still happy that I had some company though. He was so cute he was asking me about every two minutes if I wanted anything or if he could do anything for me. He is amazing, and so selfless. Ok, so I suppose I should get my butt back into bed to continue with the recovering process! Chat at you all when I'm feeling better. I have a funny blog coming up about Dan and I washing each others feet. I think you will all enjoy.

Somebody missed out on the smores!

2006-11-13T07:24:00.000-08:00

How horrible it must be for some people to see this picture of their friends eating these delicious graham crackers with a toasted marshemellow and chunck of Hershey's chocolate melting between. That is right Bridget you missed out on smores. As you can see we all enjoyed the smores even though you decided not to join us at the All Saints camp fire. Seriously that excuse about your sister getting married isn't working anymore. We are on to you Bridget. Your loss this time!

Now that I am done rubbing in the fact that Bridget missed out on some fo the very best smores I have ever had, but then again I think that every time I have one (probably because you really can't mess a smore up I mean chocolate, marshemellow, and graham cracker how can you go wrong with that combination.) The sound of the crunch between your teeth on the first bite followed by the sweet taste of chocolate follwed by a slight taste of burnt marshemellow reaches your tastebuds and brings a sense of happiness to your world that you are in at that very moment, and for that time that you tourment your tastebuds with one of the greatest tastes in the world you are at peace.

Oh, I was going to move on from talking about the smores wasn't I? I tend to get carried away! So the evening began at the UC where a huge crowd of Cathoolic Campus Ministry students piled into to several cars and drove out to the director of Lutheran Campus Ministry's House, but not befor half of the group got lost in the car convoy. Hello, who doesn't pull off to the side of the road when the rest of the cars that are following you do not make it through the light? Lets just say the evening started out interestingly. Once we arrived we were greeted by warm apple cider and a small living room glowing with candles. Seriously the house could have gone up in flames very easily. We all gathered in a small circle said an opening prayer and started the evening by rubbing some smelly oil stuff on our hands. We used a rain stick as a talking stick and as we passed it around the circle people told stories about saints and or loved ones that they have lost. It was an absolutely beautiful experience to hear and to share some these difficult times with our firends.

After, we concluded with the saint cirlce we made our way out to the fire for smores, and some singing. At the end of the night I think we all had a really good time, but the point of this blog was that Bridget missed out on smores so I am going to rub it in a little more. Smores, smores, smores! Yummy, yummy smores! That Bridget didn't get to taste! Hahaha!

Sorry Dan, but he is my real boy friend!

2006-11-09T13:42:00.000-08:00

Jared Lundy was born on April 1, 2006 to parents Christen and Jeremy Lundy in Iron Mountain, MI. Isn't he just the cutest little bunddle of joy ever? The reason I am sharing him with you is because I love him. Christen and I have been friends since 1992. With that being said we have been friends for nearly 15 years now, and we are both only children. Yesterday was Christen's birthday and when I went to get her birthday card for her I felt the need to get her a card that said sister on it. My reasoning is because we always use to fight like we were sisters, but now that we have grown and matured we love each other and are best friends. So I was thinking that if parents are allowed to adopt children then I am allowed to adopt a sister. So as I explained to Christen when I saw her, Jeremy, and Jared that she is my adopted sister. Which really hasn't changed anything because we called each other sisters any way and her son Jared will know me as Aunt Angela, but it is the point. Christen is one of those amazing life long friends that will tell you when you are being stupid, comfort you when you are sad, and poke fun at another person when you are feeling bad about yourself to make you laugh. I love Christen, her husband, and not her son Jared. Jared loves me too because I will always play with him and make him laugh. You can't even get that boyu to eat when I am around becuase he is too busy flirting with me. He is a little ladies man. I mean I can't resist that cuteness. So here is to my sister and her family, may God bless you all of your days and help you when you need it. I love you guys.

Yummy Midnight Snack!

2006-11-05T22:03:00.000-08:00

Ok, so I am pretty sure most of you have had a craving for something late at night before. Well Friday night after an enjoying evening of swing dancing with Dan we decided we were hungry. So I invited him over for some Mac and Chz, but first we had to drop our friend Katie off at the dorms. So we dropped Katie off, but first she wanted us to take her over to the little grocery store on campus so that she could get a box of Valveeta Shells and Chz. After katie got out of the car Dan and I looked at each other knowingly that we both were thinking Shells and chz is way better that Mac and Chz so we said,"grocery store." We agreed, so off to Econo we went where we ravaged the aisles for shells and chz, green pepper , and onion. So we went back to my apartment popped in a movie and made our elaborate snack.

So how many of you just make the shells and chz and then eat it? Yeah, not us. First we started a pot of water boiling. Then we sauteed some green pepper and onion together,and cooked up pepperoni. We mixed all of that together with the cheese mix and cooked pasta. Yummy goodness! Deliciousness in our bellies! I'm not going to lie it was amazing.

Who ever said snacks had to be quick and easy junk food? I encourage all of you to be more creative than that and make a tantalizing snack for you taste buds. I hope you all enjoyed the random blog. I'm sure more are to come. Like the one about how I need to get my butt to the PEIF tomorrow morning to burn off all the midnight snacks. Pretty sure that needs to be done to decrease the width of the hips right now ( followed by many grunts and groans)!

2006-11-04T09:02:00.000-08:00

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Orgasmic Spirituality 101

2006-11-04T08:41:00.000-08:00

So this picture is for Mitch from Mitch! He thought this was hilarious or something when he took this picture. He called Angela Flamingo porn and he sent it to my father. Strangely enough dad never said anything to me about it, but then again I am away at college and my dad sees Mitch everyday at work. So Mitch I hope you get a little talking too about your odd sense of humor. This picture to me is going to be called orgasmic spirituality photo number one (that is for you Ryan).

For those of you unaware of what orgasmic spirituality is I will tell you. This phrase originated in one hell of a great conversation between my buddy Ryan and I on our way to class one afternoon. Ryan was a little sad and in need of some laughter and Iwas bouncing off the walls as usual for me. I decided that I needed give Ryan a boost and called it orgasmic spirtuality. Needless to say Ryan and I laughed so hard and loud on our way to class we were making other people laugh at us in sheer joy of the love for life we were experiencing that day. I mean just the name is funny, but we actually believe in what we dubbed it's meaning. We believe in working hard, having fun, and luaghing loud and often. So for all of you that are intriguied by this I encourage you to support our cause and live by the ways that the founders have set for you (Ryan and I). Coming soon as a facebook group near you!

Drinking no no's

2006-11-03T17:51:00.000-08:00

So, I know most of you reading this are some of my college friends, and I am here to educate you on how to drink? I was such a good kid! Can you believe I waited until I turned 21 to drink! Yeah, it’s a rare occasion that someone would say that, but it is true. In fact I would rather go out and observe then drink. I am your classic people watcher. That is the polite way of saying that I get off at watching people making a fool out of themselves, but to tell you the truth I am happy to entertain when I decide to let myself have fun so I think it is only fair that they provide me with entertainment too. Cable TV is too expensive and sitting in a bar watching someone try to sing is hilarious! So with that I have collected knowledge that I feel inclined to share with all of you. I have advice for both the people sporting an XY in the sex chromosome department and the ladies so we are going to break them down separately!

Men
1. Contrary to what you may think woman are not attracted to you and your many friends (empty beer bottles) sitting in front of you on the bar. (We don’t want lushes duh! Take your head out of your arses!)
2. Us woman completely know it wasn’t an accident that you stumbled by us and used one of our boobs to keep your balance. (So don’t do it! We are on to you! Trust me I tend to take offense to this. My father taught me a very good piece of information. Are you ready for this? It only takes eight pounds of pressure and a downward twist to remove your gonads from your body. So think about that the next time you try your Oscar winning performance. It sure would suck if we pretended to be drunk and used your balls to keep our balance!)
3. Just because we say yes to buying us a drink does not mean we want to sleep with you, or even want to talk to you for that matter. More than likely we just wanted a free drink (I do have to say ladies that it is rude to not at least either talk with them or dance with them for the duration of one song.)
4. Displaying yourself as a macho man and fighting with every other man that walks into your eye sight is not what any woman wants in a man. Think about it, your behavior is a representation of who you are as a person, and if you are being an ass pipe and beating up on other people, us woman are going take it as you will beat up on the woman in your life. Women do not want to get hurt, and it is a huge fear that all woman have deep down inside of them.
5. Pick up lines are cheesy boys. I know I don’t respond to them except to think that one you are trying to hard, two that you think you are the hottest thing in the room and you are completely delusional, and three you don’t have a chance in the world if you can’t have a normal conversation with me.

Woman
1. Ladies if you are going out drinking it is advisable that you dress appropriately. I know you all want to look hot and sexy in case you happen to stumble into a man with some potential, but lets face it you look ridiculous if you can’t walk in your heels when you are drunk. I had a friend who did this and I had to trade her shoes so that she could make it to the car. First off, she was with her boy friend so she really didn’t need be extremely dressed up like she was, and second it was too freaking cold outside for a pair of strappy heels (Sorry Kristy, but this really was hilarious to watch).
2. Woman you all do not need to travel in packs to use the restroom. It is so annoying for your date or your friends you are with when the exit the dance floor and realize that half of the party has disappeared into the ladies room. First of all it takes twice as long when you all go together and second you should leave at least a couple ladies behind so that they can keep an eye on everybody else’s man. Not to say that men stray normally, but when they are intoxicated it has been known to happen.
3. Not sure who told all you ladies that men are attracted to caked on make up and boob shirts, but I know lots of men that are completely turned off by this look. I would advise that you dress with some degree of modesty. This will also decrease the number of wardrobe malfunctions which can be terribly embarrassing.
4. I also do not know too many guys that think it is hot for a woman to be standing outside puking on her shoes. That tends to put a dampening on the evening festivities. So don’t drink so much that you are going to regurgitate.
5. The biggest mistake I see woman make is getting so drunk that they start acting like men. Belching or being incredibly forward about flirting is obnoxious. Hanging off a man and giggling in his ear is disgusting for other woman to observe because we all know we are suppose to be the classy one in couple. Not to mention men do not want a woman that is too damn clingy. This behavior is childish and you will not be taken seriously by the men or by your fellow woman.

General
1. When drinking it is important to prepare appropriately. This means if you drink you should consume a good amount of food before you start drinking. Please do not eat anything spicy or anything that could potentially up set your stomach. Stick with lots of carbohydrates like bread and pasta. A deep dish pizza or pasta always works the best for me. This additional stomach content will absorb the alcohol and be digested and entered into your system at a slower rate for your liver to deal with. This obviously means you will be able to drink more and for longer periods of time.
2. Never drink and drive! Always have a designated driver.
3. After you are done drinking consume at least 32 ounces of water. For those who have experienced the day after hang over you know that is a miserable feeling, but I can help eliminate this experience. Alcohol dehydrates your body and thus the reason why you need to consume the water. The water will make sure you don’t have a head ache the next morning. Trust me! I have never had a hang over nor will I.
4. Bars really are not a good place to meet people of the opposite sex. People are often not being their selves when they are drinking. I personally like to seek out men at church. Try it, but don’t use it as a dating service unless God is actually an important part of your life.
5. Partying at home with your close friends is not only safer because everyone can crash on the floor and not be on the road driving, but is also cheaper for everyone involved.

SO I hope everyone enjoyed my advice. Do note that I have lots more advise on this issue, but if you haven’t realized it yet this blog entry is already extremely long. So I wanted to cut the advice portion shorter than I had originally planned. Oh, one other important skill I have picked up. You do not have to drink a lot to ACT drunk. You can have a good time with one drink in your system. Trust me I do this all the time. Not only is it one way to ensure a safe driver, but it keeps your friends off of your back about needing another drink. If you can pull off the “I’m trashed” thing they won’t encourage you to have another drink. I find it more fun to be sober and relaxed then trashed and more trashed. That is me though. I know how to let go and have fun with out any alcohol even in the picture. I would also like to say I do not support under age drinking at all, and if I see it occurring I will put a stop to it immediately. I’m a stickler on that one. So I hope everyone takes this advise and enjoys having fun, but remember please be safe because I love you!

Hormone Induced Craziness!

2006-10-30T12:38:00.000-08:00

Ok, wow! I want to appologize for anyone who had to deal with me this weekend at the Catholic Campus Minstry Fall Retreat. I was a royal witch with a "B". I know it is ironic that here I am saying that my hromones were all messed up and that is the reason why I acted the way I did after my last post about how woman over 20 should be able to deal with these changes by now. Well I am sorry for not only making that original comment, but also for being a jerk. I can honestly say I had never experienced that b/f. I felt completely out of control, and I was so confused about was going on. Then I was pissed at myself for acting the way I was. In any case I was being silly, and I am sorry you had to deal with me. I love you all, and I promise the next time I will just get away from everyone and let it run it's course so no one has to tolerate the insanity.

Also, I want to tell all of you how amazing Dan is! He let me vent for an hour, and didn't even seem to get annoyed or upset. I don't think I could be that patient. Well at least not right now I couldn't. He was so cute he was trying to do anything to just make me happy again. I am so thankful for him being there for me. He is a true gift from God and I feel so blessed to have him in my life. I tell Dan that he is proof that God loves me because if he didn't I never would have had such an amzing person put into my life. Thank you so much for all that you have done and put up with. I am not usually crazy, but I guess I can be really psychotic at times and I am sorry tht you had to deal with me. I find it funny that it was only Dan that could get me out of my slump and make me happy again. Once again you are amazing!

So now I am done appologizing, and I promise to make a real post at a later time. I did feel inclined to make a public appologize and I thought this was the best way to do it. Thank you for listening and I hope you can all be understanding of the situation. I love you all and God bless!

Men it is Time for you to Bow Down to Your Mom, Girl Friend, Sisters, and Your Female Friends

2006-10-26T10:18:00.000-07:00

A word to the wise this blog entry is being written by a female who is frustrated with the so called, “Gifts that God has given the female of our species.” For any woman they know that they have often thought that this is the biggest load of crap they ever heard. Not to say we think this all the time, but I know I often resent guys for having such an easy damn life in comparison to females. I realized after Dan started reading this that guys had no idea what I was talking about. I do also realize that woman reading this blog know exactly what I am referring too. So for the guys in the audience this blog entry is about woman’s physical and emotional struggles. That is right; it is about a female’s menstrual cycle and all the joy that goes along with it. So now boys if you feel a slight discomfort you may want to leave because I understand that you are weak, and can’t handle such a serious read, but for those of you looking for answers to why your mom wanted to kill you the other day for giving her a dirty look then congratulations for having an intrinsically motivated mind and read on for answers or at least my explanations and personal opinions.
Ok, so today when I woke up I was pissed off at the world, and when I went to figure out why, I had absolutely no explanation. For those of you who know me it is very unusual for me to be in a bad mood because I am usually the one bouncing off the walls. So I thought to myself, “Self, did you have a bad dream that put you into this mood”? Self then responded, “No, all my dreams were very satisfying.” So why in the world was I mad? Then it hits me like a baseball in the back of the head! I wonder, when did I have my last period? So I meandered over to my calendar and looked for the little star from the previous month and counted out 28 days to realize that it fell on this Tuesday. Shit! That sucks! Instantly I became more upset because I figured out why I was in a bad mood, and the thought of enduring this monthly “friend” made me sick. Oh, a woman that calls her period her friend is sincerely in need of mental therapy because I guarantee she doesn’t enjoy getting it, like talking with it, like shopping with it, working out with it, or any other activity a girl likes doing with her real friends. Maybe it is just a sign that all women are innately sarcastic.
This is where I am going to explain the feelings and emotion that I experience with and before my monthly cycle. So guys take notes! About the week before the start of a period I get agitated very easily, and the littlest things become mountains in my eyes. So I apologize now for any idiot that gets in my way while I am driving, someone who says an insensitive thing, or even a look that isn’t friendly because more that likely I am going to either explode with anger or break down in tears from feeling like I am being judged. I will tell you now that not every period hits the red mark on the meter of it’s the end of the world, but we have some level of disaster in our head. Here is a big mistake that you guys make. Never, I repeat never blame a woman’s mood on being premenstrual. You are surely going to die if she over hears this, and that doesn’t mean be careful to who is around when you say it either. It will get back to her, and it is a sensitive enough issue that even if she isn’t on the rag you will be loosing your head. I would also like to say that it also really annoys me when a woman uses it as an excuse for her behavior especially for woman over 20. Come on by this time you have had enough periods to expect and to at least handle these problems to some extent! What do you think you are a guy!
As for physical discomforts you have no idea what cramps are like. It is the most miserable feeling in the world. My symptoms are so bad from cramps that I often go pale white, loose my ability to stand because I get extremely weak, alternate between sweats and cold chills, and puke. What can help these symptoms? Well in my case lots and lots of Aleve (which I like to call the miracle drug). On the back of the box it says take one pill every twenty four hours. Yeah right! I have my doctor’s permission though to take two pills every four hours no exceeding more than 12 pills a day. I really am surprised I have never over dosed on that crap. So the Aleve takes away the pain, but I can still feel a general discomfort like someone has stuffed you like a damn turkey for Thanksgiving dinner. Then I get so tired! No amount of sleep seems like enough, and clothes who wants to wear clothes when you feel like everything is constraining?
So here is my advice to the guys, if at all possible be super nice to the females in your life, and do what ever they may ask of you. Do not take anything they say or things they do personal because they really don’t mean it. Their body is just raging a war against itself, and they are doing what they can to handle it. All you can do is let it pass. I would recommend that you offer to bring over chocolate cookies, pickles, and potato chips. That is at least what I crave when I have my period. A nice lower back rub could also help with the cramping disorder. Last Sunday I was talking with Rob and he had made mention how painful and uncomfortable a prostrate exam was and at first I felt sympathetic, but then I thought about it and realized that woman have just as bad and even worse. To counter the prostate exam I have one word. Mammogram! Then let’s not forget about the monthly periods and the big one, child birth. I know some woman think that child birth and your period is a miracle and it is to some degree, but let’s face it. Child birth hurts like hell, and I haven’t even experienced it. You know child birth has to be bad when the body has a hormone called oxytosin that works as a memory retardant during labor so woman do not remember the severe pain that they have endured. I guarantee that if oxytosin wasn’t around then the world would be populated by a bunch of only child families. So the moral of this story is men bow down and praise all the females in your lives. Take care of them and praise them because they go through a lot, and think of it this way, a female brought you into this world!

Driving Buffoons

2006-10-18T12:33:00.000-07:00

As if the world wasn’t scary enough, but now we are letting monkeys drive cars on our highways. Who are these buffoons you ask? Well I will tell you they are the woman putting on their make up in the car, people searching for a new cd, people talking on their cell phones, people driving and dancing to the radio, and all the other insidious things people try to do while they are driving. Ok, as I listed these off I realized how guilty I am, of well, all of these, and many more! However that doesn’t change the fact that these people always tend to get in my way at the most inopportune time like when you are running late for work and being followed by a cop. You can’t exactly whip out into oncoming traffic and stomp on the gas peddle to escape your growing annoyance of the person not doing the speed limit in front of you. Cops seem to think that it is reckless driving, and I like to define it as personal road rage control! It is just a difference of opinion that I am comfortable enough with to agree to disagree with. Then again I don’t think it is a strong enough argument to avoid a ticket, but I will let you know when I get pulled over. I haven’t had this chance yet to explain my theory, but I am guessing sooner than later that prospect will present itself and when it does I will surely rely on my whit or better described my flapping tongue that doesn’t talk to my brain in making decision about what I say. Here are the top ten reasons why I am a driving buffoon:
10. I have been known to say my rosary while I drive.
9. I have been known to pretend I am race car driver on twisty roads.
8. I have been known to drive without any hands on the wheel, but instead with a knee.
7. I have been known to drive with one foot out the window.
6. I have been known to drive and watch movies on my school issued lap top.
5. I have been known to drive and read books for classes.
4. I have been known to drive and type papers on my lap top.
3. I have been known to drive very long distance with out any sleep.
2. I have been known to pluck my eye brows while I was driving.
1. I have been known to do several of the above listed things at the same time while I was driving and talking on the phone.

So here is my theory, you don’t need to worry about other drivers on the road if you are the driver that other people are worrying about! I also know that as you were reading my list of things I do while I drive and shouldn’t, you were thinking that hey, I do that or I can beat that one. So let me know! What have you done while you were driving that just proves that you are a master multi-tasker like me? Leave me a comment!
I do feel inclined now to list the annoying things about other drivers: not using turn signals, pulling out in front of me so I have to slow down when no one is behind me, slamming on your breaks, and you know this list goes on and on. Ok! I realize that I am not always the most attentive driver, but I am a safer driver than those people who are so careful that they become traffic hazards. I am comfortable driving, and I am good at it. Even though I do all of these things I have never been in a car accident or received a speeding ticket. Parking tickets are another story, but the public safety officers here at Northern use to stalk my car. Seriously, I think they did because ever since I got my new car I haven’t had a problem. Sounds suspicious to me! I guess with that I recognize that I am a driving buffoon, but so are you. It is just plain silly to get mad at other drivers when they are doing the same behavior that you do too! So I put it to all of you to think about how bad of a driver you have been at times b/f you lay on the horn or throw the finger. As a side note I think it would be an awesome idea if our license plate numbers were our cell phone numbers so that when someone did something stupid while they were driving you could call them up and tell them how much of a driving buffoon they are!

Five People in a Four Man Tent

2006-10-15T20:01:00.000-07:00

I think most people would agree that camping is a favored summer past time. Well at least those of us who don’t think we are too good to pee in the woods. I am pleased to announce that my derrière does not need a porcelain throne to sit upon! Wow! I feel better with that announcement now I can be like a guy and just disrobe when ever I get the inkling! What amazing freedom I will have now! All seriousness aside! Oops, did I say serious? I meant silliness! Anyway, camping is a blast you get to go live in a tent, stare mindlessly at an open fire, drink, cook food over and open fire and then eat it, get dirty, have smoke blow into your face, pee out side, freeze your butt off at night when you climb into your sleeping bag, sleep on the hard ground, sweat your ass off in the morning when the sun comes up and the humidity slowly starts to boil your cellular fluid. Why in the hell do we like camping again? I need someone to remind me! But camping really is great time with family and friends!
So this past weekend my friend Kaitlyn was turning 21 and instead of the usual going out and getting trashed on your birthday she wanted to go camping and go on a moose hunt the following morning. Yes, I said moose hunt. We weren’t going to shoot at it or anything we just wanted to see one! Back to Kaitlyn’s birthday! So we had a huge group of people who had decided to go camping to celebrate, but when the weather in Marquette suddenly changed (which it does frequently in October) many people chickened out. They thought 30 degrees was too cold to go camping! I still don’t know what they were thinking! So Kaitlyn and I went out at about 5:30 to set up the tents where we found out that the one tent that our friend Ryan had lent us was missing the rain fly. So with our quick thinking we took the tarp I had brought to put under my tent and covered the other tent. Now the only problem was how to keep the tarp in place. We didn’t have any rope or string, but I had bungee cords! So with that dilemma solved we set up the other tent and ran off to walleyball.
After walleyball we picked up the other three people who were camping with us. I made some random comment that you guys are going get really close back there in my car. I drive a two door 2003 Oldsmobile Allero, and needles too say three people in the back seat are a little tight. Who knew that was going to be the theme for the night! So Kaitlyn, Dan, Ben, Katie, and I are traveling down 550 when it starts snowing. Hard! We nearly missed our turn on to Harlow Lake Road. We drove back to the camp site and as we pile out of the car we notice that it was a little chilly out side. Go figure right! So we unloaded the car and tried to start a fire on a wet ground. Let’s think about that statement for a minute: wet ground and fire. Not two words that usually appear in the same sentence aye? Well after a while we were able to get a small fire going, but it wasn’t easy!
That is when we girls decided it was time for smores and pizza hobo pies. Now I am sure you all are familiar with the tradition of doing 21 shots on your 21st birthday. Well our version was 21 smores! Very fitting for a female who loves chocolate. NOT like chocolate, but loves chocolate. It was hilarious we all pretended we were getting drunk off of miniature smores. We used the tiny marshmallows instead of the jumbo ones to make our smores. Tiny smores taste sooooo much better than jumbo marshmallow smores. It really was a blast. So we ate smores and pizza sandwiches and we all drank out a plastic gallon of water like it was moonshine or something. This continued until we ran out of fire wood which was about one in the morning. Then we decided to hit the sac. So it was really cold and the other tent really wasn’t fit for sleeping in, so we decided we would all be much warmer if we all slept together. Just so you know my tent says it sleeps four, but for anyone who has been tent camping before you know that when it says four it means three. Well tonight it meant five. That’s right five people in a four man tent. Good thing we all liked each other, and now we like each other a lot more! Needless to say we were in very intimate close relationship to one another. SO here is the sleeping order: Katie, Kaitlyn, Ben, Dan, and I.
I was pushed up against the wall of the tent and what ever part of my body that was touching the tent was freezing all night long. I honestly didn’t get any sleep what so ever. I was so cold! So here is the best part at about 2 in the morning we hear shouting and these bright lights are illuminating the tent from the outside. A car from a camp site down the road a little ways that had just left the annoying party (that had people coming and going all night long) wasn’t driving very carefully and missed a turn and drove up into the woods a little ways and got stuck in the dirt. So for about an hour we heard spinning tires and a girl yelling, “Everyone together, One, two, three, Push”! It was so loud, and then I hear a guy from the car say, “Hey look a camp site”! Of course the sarcastic personality in me escaped as I thought no shit Sherlock! Ahh! Why do I have such bad thoughts? I am really a nice person I swear! Regardless of what I was thinking I wanted to go help them get the car freed, but when I tapped Dan on the shoulder and said lets go help he gave me that look! You know what look I’m talking about. The one that says are freaking out of your mind! Which I was, but at that point in the night I would have done anything to one, move around to generate some heat for my body and two, get those annoying people to shut up! Honestly, I didn’t expect Dan’s reaction because he is usually always game for helping people, but apparently Dan isn’t the same person when he is half asleep! He did say he would go if I really wanted to help, but thankfully I hesitated long enough that I didn’t have to try to be Gumby to get out of my sleeping bag. Oh, as for the rest of the people in the tent, everyone was awake except for Katie who apparently can sleep through anything. A marching band could have walked past our tent and Katie wouldn’t have stirred. That is mad skill! I can only wish that I could sleep like that.
As I lay shivering deep in and out of consciousness from my body trying to conserve energy, I was bluntly shoved back into reality of my cell phone alarm going off. It was 5 AM and that is when we were going to get up to go on our moose hunt. Dan rolls over and says lets sleep until 5:30. So I say ok with a smile on my face (no I never worked at McDonalds), but the whole time I was thinking, “Shit, I really want to get out of this closet with all of you people.” I love all them dearly, but a girl needs her space, and they were encroaching on it. So I reset my alarm for another thirty minutes, but surprise, surprise that when it went off still no movement was found among the group. A general consensus said lets sleep until 6AM. I think I am in hell at this point. I knew very well that if I had decided to get up and open the tent everyone would get cold, and I wouldn’t ever hear the end of it. So I took one for the team! Go team Go! Yeah, I was a cheerleader and proud of it!
Finally, these lazy butts wake up, and we take down the tents and run Katie off to the dorms so that she can make it to band rehearsal. We decided that we were going to head back out to climb Sugarloaf in the dark. It was amazing though! I was flipping tired as all hell, but watching the sun rise over Lake Superior from the top of Sugarloaf Mountain was the perfect conclusion to our camping adventure. Strangely enough, I would totally do it again. It was so much fun, and I got to know everyone so much better. The moral of this story: Always put a tent up b/f going camping to ensure that all parts are present, never try to fit five people into a four man tent, and if you get the idea to camp during a snow storm take my advice and don’t do it.

Catholic college students go WILD!

2006-10-05T09:36:00.000-07:00

So I would like to prove to all of you people out in this world that thinks a group of college Catholic students can't have fun. For your information I have had more fun with this group of people than any other group in my whole life, and I know some of you are thinking ok she is 22 she really hasn't experienced or met many people, but you would be wrong in that assupmtion too. So with that statement out in the open I am going to back it up with the proof. First off in this picture we gathered to take part in the kick off to homecoming and Northern Michigan University which entails people showing up in the crappiest clothes they own and making fools out of themselves (Which is something I take great pride in because I have mastered it. Basically, I don't even have to try anymore. I am an absolute clutz who is a little slow at times to which I completely miss out on inside jokes. WHATEVER!) Back to exhibit one. On this very crazy day we managed to take part in a relay race where we had to wheel barrow a group memeber down the sandy beach, run in swimming flippers through cones, dig in a pool of choclate pudding (I'm not going to lie that was very intriguing to me being a girl and all. Regretfully I didn't get to do that one though. Ahhh! There is always next year!), and spin around on a baseball bat and then try to run straight back to the finish line (Right!). Also , at the dead river games we volunteered to let one of our friends drop big sticky balls of cold ice cream on to our face, chest, hair, and anything else she could possibly hit while trying to get ice cream in our mouths. Needless to say we are crazy! Exhibit 2. I have never met a bunch of kids that are more into to cuddle parties in my life. "Hey I don't know you." "That's ok jump on the pile and cuddle with us." "Hey I really feel like I know you now"! WOW! Exhibit three! We are a crazy bunch of kids that totally know how to get our groove on. It is garanteeded that you will see us kicking butt and taking names on the dance floor. We are not ashamed by any means, and we don't even have to be intoxicated. We are high on life, and having a good time. SO don't judge us. Ok! I'm done proving my little fact here, mostly because I have to leave and goto class, but I have lots more stories. Moral of the story don't judge a book by it's cover or religous title in this case. We are a great bunch of kids that love to have fun, go to church on Sunday and pray to our holy father!

A little about the person writting this blog

2006-09-19T17:05:00.000-07:00

So, I thought that everyone might like to know who this person is that is writing this random blog that you apparently have been misfortunate enough to stumble across. I know it is a run on sentence, I am a chronic user of run on sentences. My middle school english teacher would have attacked that sentences with her red pencil, circled it, and in her perfect handwriting (which drove me crazy) wrote, "Run on." Which by the way Teach that is, "Fragment" for your 411. Please be aware now that I didn't pay attention to much Teach wrote on my papers except for the grade, and you need to know that I am perfectly comfotable blatinley disregarding and proper grammer. If you have a problem with this, than I suggest you stop reading this blog now. Geez! Did I really have to say that for you to disregard any further mistakes you may find in these enteries, but then again that is what this blog is about. Oh, as for spelling mistakes, yeah that wasn't really my forte either.

Ok, where was I? Oh yeah, me! I have a bachelor's degree in biology with a physiology emphasis and minor in chemistry from Northern Michigan University. I know it is scary that I have an actual degree! I will probably persue a masters in biology as well. I am an only child that was raised as a Catholic military brat. I am very republican. As far as personality traits or faults (depending on how you look at it) I am very out spoken, but if you you all only knew how much that runs through my head that I don't say, you might not think I am out spoken. If I said everything that came to me it would be 24 hours a day/ seven days a week/365 days a year word diarrhea coming from my mouth. Generally speaking I have a bubbly personality, usually happy, and I am a true optamist. I am a traditional woman! I think a woman should be available to raise her children correctly which might mean putting her career goals on hold until her children are of school age. With that being said, I know if children aren't in the picture I think woman should make every effort to, "Save the World"! Which is what I think woman are collectively trying to do in everyday tasks and through our careers.

I feel I have been forced to deal with a variety of life experiences, to which makes me have a good chance of relating to a wide population. I was very busy while I was in school. I participated in girl scouts, cheerleading, dance team, drama, forensics, track, volleyball, ballet. tap, jazz, gymnastics, student goverenment, and the National Honor Society. When I got to college I took part in being on my hall government as a social chair (I can throw a party with the best of them), then I was a member of the universities student government where I represented those poor souls residing in the dorms, I was a big sister for Big brothers/Big Sisters, and was a member of the pre-med club. Now that I am post bachalorette I am active with Catholic Campus MInistry and am a junior girl scout leader at Father Marquette Middle School (that is if I can get my CPR and first aid certification updated). I am hoping to coach cheerleading too, but we will see. As for life experiences my parents got divorced when I was a freshman in college, my father remarried in the summer of 2004, and my mom is remarrying this weekend September 23, 2006. So I have gone from being an only child to having six step siblings. WOW! Where were they when I was board growing up by myself? My junior year of high school a friend of mine was shot and killed at his place of employment. The summer after my freshman year of college I lost a friend in a car accident which strangely happened the same week that my great grandmother and great aunt died of different causes, and my dog had a stroke. I thought at this time in my life I should take up writing country songs. So as you can see I have had my share of difficult times, but I have learned to overcome the bad things in life and look forward to the day when I will be reunited with all of my loved ones that have been taken home to God!

I figured that is enough information for everyone to understand where I am coming from with some of my blog enteries that I will make. Oh, I am also going to share some strange and bizarre waitressing stories. I should have a whole other blog just for those stories. People never fail to amaze me, and that is all I have to say about that!