Snow Day

I haven't posted since last Wednesday because of The Blizzard of 2009.

Being from Alabama...I've never experienced an actual blizzard before, except for the kind you might buy at Diary Queen.

But last Thursday--I experienced one.

I'm going to let the pictures speak for themselves.

That picture is about halfway through the storm. There was a break in the snowfall, and I was finally home and safe (a story for another day) and we measured it to be almost 9 inches.

The snow was blown right up to my front door.

Puppy didn't like it.

It was the most snow I've seen fall in my life. I mean, of course I've seen a lot of snow at ski resorts, etc, but this was major. This was right in my front yard. It was amazing!

We got a total of about 15 inches. It was crazy!!

Google

Someone located my blog by searching for "University of Alabama Panties".


They're not here...but if you find them, let me know. I love me some Bama.


Roll Tide!

Mixed Media

I love TV. Throw stones if you like...I am easily entertained. I like books and movies too. I am a bit more particular about what I read than I am about what I watch. I can see just about ANY movie and really enjoy it. I don't so much love those movies that are like "spoofs" or whatever...but most other movies I really enjoy. Even the "boy kind"--you know, the action-packed muscle-man running through the forest fighting off elephants and lions and linebackers. I still like those. I have an assortment of TV shows that I really enjoy, an assortment of those that I like okay and will watch if nothing else is on, and then there are TV shows that I really just don't like. I watch things like The Biggest Loser, American Idol, and Grey's Anatomy. I haven't missed a season of Survivor in about 4-5 years. I love Supernanny.

I am particular about who I'll read tho. I pretty much stick to a couple authors, my favorite being Karen Kingsbury. I have read just about EVERY single book she's written, with the exception of the brand new ones I've yet to buy. And then of course, there's that author that writes *skylight*. I got sucked in to reading her saga. And loved it, of course, like the millions of people across the country who are also a bit obsessed.

My top three movies are Pride and Prejudice (the most recent one), The Holiday (with Jack Black, Jude Law, Cameron Diaz, and Kate Winslet), and The Wedding Date (with Dermot Mulroney and Debra Messing). Those movies I can watch over and over. I like Pride and Prejudice because when I read the book, I pictured the characters in my head. And then when they came out with the most recent movie, the pictures in my head matched the pictures on the screen! It was as though those characters were straight out of my brain!! And I love Mr. Darcy's transformation. I like the other two movies b/c they're brilliantly happy and lovely and fun. And The Wedding Date has some of the BEST lines!

I love to find out what someone's favorite TV shows and movies are. I think it speaks volumes about their personality. So, please, if you have time, tell me your favorite TV show(s) and favorite movie(s). :)

**~*Mystic*~**

We had a discussion last night about tanning. I am a pasty, pale white girl...but sometimes in the summer I can tan pretty good. I don't really like to use a tanning bed, b/c it makes me have headaches and that makes me paranoid that I have a brain tumor. So, mostly, I lay out when I can.

Anyway, last night some girls were talking about using Mystic Tan, which is a spray tan thing. You go and pay money and they spray your body tan, and it looks fairly real. I did it once.

When I was a sophomore in college my roommate was very commercial...and she was always up on the newest on haircuts, and tans, and clothes, and shoes, and teeth whiteners, and such. So, she talked me into driving to Cullman one Saturday and having a spray tan done with her. It was the same day our university had a football game. The plan was to go have the tan done, and be back in time for the game, only a little more bronze. :) From what I recollect, it down something like this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YQFYRJiHyNE

I ended up with splotchy, muddy goodness all over my skin. It turns out there are several steps you should follow BEFORE getting a spray tan...one of those being exfoliation. Oops. I paid the price. I turned out very uneven and splotchy. It looked as if I had rolled in dirt.

I still had a good time at the game though.

And whenever someone asked me what was different, I simply smiled and said I got my hair trimmed ;-D

Over the shoulder boulder holder

Sometimes when kids go to college they rebel against the way they've done things according to their parents for the last 18 years. Sometimes, if they were raised to have their own morals rather than just following their parents' then they make good decisions and probably don't rebel too much (or at all). I was one of those kids. I didn't care much about drinking or partying...I was never tempted by sororities or flirty boys. But I did struggle in one specific area: Bedtime. Growing up we were forced to go to bed at 8pm until about high school. My poor older sister was forced to go to bed at 8pm even in high school. Poor thing! Anyway, bedtime was pretty strict at my house, so when I got to college I rebelled majorly. I stayed up as late as I wanted just because I could. Most of the time I'd stay up too much and after a few days I'd swear I was going to set a sensible bedtime. 11. 11pm was PLENTY of time. So for a few days I'd go to bed at 11, then get tired of that and stay up until 3:30 or 4 AM. Back and forth. Back and forth. I actually felt guilty like I was doing something wrong by not going to bed at a sensible time.

I never quite achieved a sense of balance with the bedtime thing. It was the worst my first year. I would stay up until 3 or so each morning...either playing or studying. I was a HUGE fan of the Instant Messenger at that time, and would talk to random people until the wee hours of the morning. I am not really a "morning" person, so I never scheduled a single class until the final semester of my college experience before 11 AM. NOT A SINGLE SEMESTER until the very end. So, I might go to bed at 3 am, and then get up at 10 to get ready for class. That still gave me 7 hours of sleep so I was usually good to go. (the whole idea seems ludicrous now!) Anyway, sometimes I'd drag out of bed a little late and have to rush around. I was so scatterbrained and never fully prepared for the day that I'd forget things constantly! I'd forget the text on my desk...I'd forget my notebook...I'd forget to brush my teeth. Don't throw stones.

So, anyway, one day I was walking to class. I remember that it was getting close to summertime, so I was probably sweating away with my long, very dark hair pulled into a ponytail most likely. I always felt like I was rushing around trying to get where I was going. I probably looked like the most awkward kid! Anyway, that day, as I was walking, I realized that something didn't feel right about my clothes/body. I started surveying myself as I walked. Shoes?? I looked down and there they were. Pants? Yes, I didn't forget to change out of my pajama pants. Underwear? Yep, no problem there. Shirt? Yep. A real shirt too, not even a t-shirt. Then it hit me.

I forgot to put a bra on.

I was humiliated. I was walking around ALL DAY with no bra on. all day. ALL DAY!

I never missed a class until my Senior year of college. I never skipped. So, I was forced to make a decision: continue my day with no bra on, or go home-change-and miss a class.

I chose to keep going to class and just cross my arms all day and PRAY no one noticed.


I should have been awarded a diploma that day.

Books that rhyme with "Sky-Light*"

*so, I am going to be referring to the series of books that rhymes with "skylight" as the skylight books. Simply for the sake of 1,000,000 google searches that will lead unsuspecting skylight fans to my blog.


So...I got "sucked" in. HA! that's funny! Sucked right into Skylight. I have heard people like Michelle say that these books were STINKIN GOOD! (though she probably used a different word other than "stinkin".) and then Jules' aunt was here and she was going on and on about how the skilight books appeal to readers of all ages--not just teens. I had been skeptical until that point, but I decided to give them a try. I picked the first one up at walmart for about $7.49 which i thought was A STEAL!!! I read it all on a Saturday. I am a little ashamed to say that I loved it so much that I got up on Sunday and the FIRST thing I did was run to Walmart to get the second one. I read it all on Sunday.

Sunday night I went to get the 3rd and 4th but Walmart didn't have them. I had to go to Target and pay a little more (they only had hardback). I read the 3rd one in like 2 days inbetween patients at work and during my free time at home. I started the 4th one 4 days after starting the 1st one. I stretched it out, however, knowing that I had to stay in the hospital for that study and would need a source of entertainment.

Now, I am finished with the skilight books, and honestly, I'm sad that it's over. I loved them and was so entertained by them! I read them much too quickly! I think I got so attached to them b/c I need to believe that a love like **Della and Studward's** can withstand anything...even if it's only in a book. And you know what...I was superiorly pleased when it did.

**substitute the "D" with a "B" and the "Stud" with "Ed". :)

Flashbacks!

Oh, man! Tonight, I will spend my first night EVER in a hospital (except for, you know, when I was scooping poo and such working at one). This is my first night ever as a "patient". OOOH. The thought makes me shudder. I'll tell you one thing...NO ONE will be helping ME use the bathroom. NO. WAY.

So, before you get all worried you should know that it's just for a study visit. I am participating in a study that's (for lack of a better word) studying the effects of undereating on insulin and glucose in your body. It all sounds complicated but here's the jist/gist: I eat the food they give me, and only the food they give me for ____ amount of time. Somewhere in that time period on a scheduled day I spend the night in the hospital and they do study stuff like draw my blood every 30 seconds or something the next day. I'm pretty sure I'll have to be waking at the exact butt-crack of dawn. yay.

Anyway, I've started to think about all the memories I have of the hospital stuff. The good things, the bad things...the gross things. All the people and the fun we had! Oh man!! It was such a good job for me.

I've never broken any bones. I've never had to have surgery. I've never been ill enough to have to do anything besides drag myself to the doctor to get meds. Only one time I had to go to the ER because I was having an asthma attack. I don't actually have asthma...which is probably an important factor in having an asthma attack. I think the problem was that I spent the whole day with my dad and his new wife and her children, who I now believe after reading Twilight might've been warewolves. Anyway, I think I was allergic to them not whatever else they said caused my "allergy-induced asthma attack." But even then I just had to sit in the ER and do a nebulizer treatment and go home. So it feels weird to have to go to the hospital and stay. Even if I won't have to have anyone coming in "q4 hours" to check my vital signs. Oh well.

Think of me tonight while you're enjoying your families and your laughter and your pets. I'll be alllllllll alone at the hospital. :( (how was that for a pity party!?) HAHAHA!

So--anyway, I'll be out of work tomorrow, so I won't be writing...but I'll be back on Thursday to report how it went! :) Hopefully it will not be a poo-tastrophe. ;-D