humbug!

Mr Magoo's Christmas Carol Part 5
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-caKjJhF0kI

Feeling a bit homesick this holiday season...I can't wait to go down to Kentucky for christmas! This little clip always reminds me of home :)

Greetings from the Holiday Cheer-meister!!!

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Give me one good reason...

One good reason why I can't move to Australia, become a cattle farmer, marry Hugh Jackman, and adopt a beautiful aboriginal baby boy named Nullah. Because nothing like that ever happens in real life. Ever.

If you haven't figured it out yet, I just came from watching the movie Australia, which was in a word...AMAZING!!! It gives new meaning to "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" that's for darn sure! Move over Dorothy!!!
Amazing!! Amazing!! Forget Kate and Leo...we need Hugh, we need Nicole, and we need them now! Plus, their story has a happy ending :)

In other news, I had an enjoyable Thanksgiving. I spent the day with Tiff at her place of employment, where I was hit on by a sophmore in high school and told I look pretty good for my age considering I'm not a spring chicken anymore. (Yeah, I wish I could say the same for the guy who said that to me! oh snap) I took a massive plate of food to Brian since he had to work a 24 hour shift and missed Thanksgiving dinner with his family.

Shopping was not nearly as fun this year. (No offense to Melly-mo) I didn't get to be with my family which sucked major butt, but I got some great reactions to the ugly christmas vest this year. Several people looked at me and burst out laughing. Such scrooges around these here parts. I only wish mom and P-diddy were here for everyone to laugh at them too! :) Hmmm...let's see...Brian took me to tower city yesterday since it was too muddy to go sledding. It was a most enjoyable day. The christmas lights were beautiful, even on the Charlie Brown tree.

All in all, it was a wonderful thanksgiving season. Much to be thankful for...even if I wasn't with my family, or married to Hugh Jackman, living in Australia as a cattle farmer with a beautiful adopted boy who sings the "rainbow song" and plays the harmonica.

Parking garages are not my friends!

So, I went to Akron in between work shifts to clear my record of the hold that has been placed on it so I can schedule my classes for next semester. Wasted trip. There were students everywhere! The wait was gonna be way too long, so I didn't even get to do it. I did however get lost in the parking garage...again! I hate those things. I can never tell which lane actually leads me to the exit, so I followed each one, and finally on my fourth attempt or so (and passing the same yellow car three times) I found the correct one. Prior to that, when I found a place to park after driving around each level for like 20 minutes, I wasn't sure which level I was on or which level led to the outside world, so I was in the elevator longer than I had anticipated. On the way back into the parking garage, I took the stairs.

HOPE

As some of you know, I am currently studying to become an adoption social worker. Nothing touches my heart like the joyous stories of adoption, and I cannot wait until I am able to play a part in the hope for these children! My sister and brother-in-law adopted Micah, my beautiful nephew from India, and they are currently in the process of adopting a minority baby from right here in the U.S. They have been working their little butts off coming up with fund raisers in order to pay for the costs of this adoption. Not many of you may know their current work situation...basically, there is no work. But they felt the Lord's leading to pursue a second adoption, and so far, step by step, the Lord has blessed their faithfulness and diligence!
Last night, they prepared a spaghetti dinner fund raiser, expecting 100 or so people and hoping to be able to pay for the cost of their home study and application...the total goal being $1050.00...Oh how I wish I could've been there!! To be there to hug my sister when only 31 people showed, I don't know if I could have handled her disappointment. BUT what an amazing God we serve!! Somebody told her not to be discouraged, that just because not many people were there it didn't mean that the Lord didn't provide. They were able to raise $710.00 from only 31 people!!! And then, one of their church friends who is a nurse, called the doctor that she works for about the dinner, and he said he would give her $250.00 to feed his staff lunch today!! Another donation was given by a random person, which brought the total money raised from this event to $1051.00!!!!!!! One dollar to spare! And more pasta to spare as well, as they are preparing to-go bags for after church on Sunday! What an amazing God we serve!!! He is always faithful to provide for those who are faithful to Him!!
There is nothing too great for our God! He cares so much for His fatherless, abandoned, forgotten children that He will provide a home through whatever means possible. Even through mountains and mountains of pasta!!! What a story of hope! Whenever it seems impossible, God is there washing away our doubts!!

November is adoption awareness month! Please pray for my sister and all of the other families who are going through the red tape to bring one of God's precious children into their homes!!

Two Weeks Til Twilight!!!!!!!!!

Reason #1 for going to see Twilight:
love love love the book! Who doesn't wanna see the deliciously plotted tale of dangerously forbidden vampiric love on the big screen???

Reason #2 for going to see Twilight:
JAMES!!! yes, I would be his snack any day!

Reason #3 for going to see Twilight:
Edward, Jacob, Jasper, and Emmett!

Bat Juice...

I finally know why I'm the only one who has ever laughed at PaPa's batman jokes, why I'm the only one who retells the batman jokes, why I have a ridiculous obsession with all thing batman...the movies, the car, the villains, you get the idea...

Are you guys ready for this???

I went to the doctor on Thursday, good old Dr. Gaich, and I have officially been diagnosed as CATWOMAN!! That's right! Most of you know that he had previously assumed that I have 2 uteruses, so I went for my ultrasounds on Thursday and discovered that I have a Y-shaped uterus. Cats also have Y-shaped uteruses, therefore I am Catwoman! MEOW!

What does this mean? Other than an explanation for my Batman obsession? Well, from previous examinations, it appears that there is a septum, but I won't know for sure until I am actively trying to get pregnant, and I will have to get special x-rays. There were definitely two openings in my cervix, but the septum might not completely separate the two horns into two cavities. If it does, I may have to have surgery to remove it, but the surgery could be too risky. I don't know. Of course, we all know that I would rather adopt my children, and I have been rather outspoken about this. I would say I'm about 90% sure I want to adopt all of my children, but there is that nagging 10% that has always considered at least one biological child. Granted, I have not put too much thought into this, because I'm trying to get through school and I'm just not ready. It does, however, begin to weigh on one's mind when you are suddenly faced with the reality of the situation. When I think about all the risks involved, and all the ones I've read about online (big mistake) it does make me sad. I'm not gonna lie. I am still a woman with the natural desire to mother, which I know adoption will fulfill that desire in my heart, and maybe God was preparing me my whole life for the possibility that I might not be able to give birth. I've always been afraid, absolutely terrified of child birth, and maybe it was preparation for the fact that if I am able to carry a baby, it will no doubt be high-risk. And the idea of having to surgically prepare my body, along with various other treatments, in order to carry a child doesn't sound appealing to me. It is heartbreaking to hear such negative things, although dear old Dr. Gaich is a fertility specialist, so he tried to be as optimistic as possible. "I've delivered 3 babies this year from women with your condition," he said. Okay, great! The dude delivers like 4 babies a day!!! How many babies is that in a year?! Waaay more than 3, that's for darn sure!

I guess, for me, I can find peace in it. I have mixed feelings though. It's one thing to want to adopt, and to tell your future husband that you want to adopt but there's still the possibility of having biological children as well. I can get over my childbirth fears for someone I love enough. It's totally different when, of course you still want to adopt, but you have to face the fact that you may never be able to bear his children.

But I don't have to deal with that just yet. For now, I will live up to this Catwoman thing as much as possible! I'll just tell my future husband it will be way too risky to get pregnant, unless I have some really potent Bat Juice!

Big fun on the night of nights...

This was a weekend of homework, annoying partners for school projects, getting lost in Akron again, and feeling pretty blah!

BUT there were a couple highlights...

~I found these really sweet "TEAM JACOB" flair buttons at the mall yesterday. I plan to wear mine every day through opening day of the Twilight movie!

~A bunch of us went to see High School Musical 3 on Friday nite, and it was awesome!!! I can't wait for Mr. Brett to reenact all of Zac Efron's sweet moves! I also got the soundtrack super cheap and have been memorizing all the songs, because I'm cool like that.

Much A-blog About Nothing!!

I feel like I should blog, but I have nothing to blog about. How sad! I had a wonderful visit from mi familia a couple weekends ago,we got pumpkins, went to the fire station, all that good stuff. I did however make the mistake of telling my mom that I had cooked a meal for my bf for his birthday. Now, the whole family knows and I'm getting messages from my cousins about why I'm cooking for this boy...So...to set the record straight and to answer any further questions...He's a nice guy! Key word: nice!! I have always been one to say that I will learn to cook when I have a reason to! It's true, I admit it. For those of you who knew the ex, Matt, he was not nice, therefore, no reason to spend unnecessary time in the kitchen for!! Plus, I still lived at home, and there was simply no real reason to be cooking considering mom was already so great at it! :) Now that I'm on my own, well, I have to do something! And I'm dating a nice guy now, and quite frankly, he is a good reason to be cooking. None of you know how much the boy eats!!! And I certainly haven't made a habit out of this bit of domestic engineering! I stick to mostly baking, occasional pancakes, but since it was his birthday I decided to make it a little more special. The end.

Moving on...

Apparently the bf and the bfff (aka brain and tiff) conspired against me, although Tiff denies it to this day! :) Brain actually had the nerve to come over to my house with a bit of a 'stache!!! I know I know, I was just saying how nice he is, and then he pulled this dirty stunt! He thought it would be funny (and indeed he got a huge kick out of it) to come over after a couple of days of not shaving above his top lip! EEEWWWW!!! Mustaches are simply NOT okay unless you are my dad, Hulk Hogan, Hitler, or generally over the age of 40, but just because one is over the age of 40, it doesn't necessarily mean he looks good with a 'stache... Anyone else, say young men in their twenties for example, look like creepers! To take it a step farther, they look like possible sex offenders! I have been over this with him like a zillion times, but since fire fighters are allotted limited facial hair, he has been itching to grow that creepy 'stache!! Had he approached me in the shoe department that day, sporting a 'stache, we would not be together today. I would have been thoroughly creeped out by a young 20-something who thinks mustaches are socially acceptable! They are not! Unless you are one of the select few who can get away with it.

Oh yeah! It happened!!

When was the last time you???

~woke up in the middle of the night smelling beef and cheese and wanting to vomit?

~realized you left your purse in your boyfriend's vehicle and went scampering as fast as you can down the street trying to catch him, but failing of course; all the while wondering why you would get your key out to unlock the door and then set the purse back down? makes no sense.

~put on an outfit that you thought was cute in a comfy way only to have your bfff tell you that you look like a watermelon?

~went to the fire station to get your purse out of said boyfriend's vehicle and were followed around by a creepy annoying guy playing bagpipes?

~saw a van full of Tibetan monks at the local Goodwill?

~found books 1-5 of the Harry Potter series, hardback versions, for only 25 cents each?

~went to Wal-mart to buy movie candy only to find that they don't have cookie dough bites, peanut butter M&Ms, or dark chocolate M&Ms?

~went to see Nights in Rodanthe only to be reminded that you were this stinking close to meeting Richard Gere and James freaking Franco last summer while vacationing in N. Carolina and visiting your movie set builder cousins, but the weather was too bad to go on set?

~went to the video store for one particular movie that happened to be rented out already, and instead were harassed by Steve Savage once again?

~came home to realize you didn't have your house key, because it isn't attached to the rest of your keys, and you didn't have any pockets or a purse to put it in because you are dressed like a watermelon and you left your purse in your boyfriend's vehicle; your roommate doesn't have her keys either so you had to break into your own house with a credit card?

true story people...just an ordinary day in the life of Kris and Tiff on a Sunday afternoon!

weird dream

For the past week I have been having the weirdest dreams. Usually the only time I remember my dreams is when my hormones are actin a fool. I mean, we all know how crazy my body is and all my weird issues, what with my two uteruses and all, so imagine what could possibly go through my mind during my short intervals of actual slumber.

Lately, there has been one common factor in all of my weird dreams...an old friend who used to take me to every homecoming, and who was just a very big part of my fbcs days, a former model (LOL), and someone I joked around with all the time...good old Sam. WHY he keeps popping up in my dreams, I have no idea. Maybe I should call him and tell him that I keep seeing him in my nightmares, which he will probably interpret to mean "fantasies" GROSS! but anyway...these dreams are so colorful, so vivid, and so strange!

During last night's adventure in dreamland, with Sam my unofficial companion, there were a lot of buses, like thousands. It seemed like everybody was in a hurry to get on the right bus, so I was running with a group of people, and I was wearing a silvery-white dress that was all torn at the bottom, and my cute black and purple plaid jacket, and I was carrying books but I wasn't going to class. I jumped on one of the buses, but they told me it was the wrong one and they pushed me off. I fell down the steps and my dress got caught in the closing door, which made it tear again. So, my dress is is no longer a dress, but a rag that is falling off my body with one long flowing piece going down one leg. (I don't know, it seemed important)
I ran to what I thought was the correct bus, which actually was a train. Well, part of a train. It was purple and red, and I walked to the front of the train when I saw him. There was Sam, the conductor! But I thought I was supposed to drive the train, because I pulled out my white and blue striped conductor's hat and put it on, insisting that he move over and let me drive. We ended up being co-conductor's, which was strange. We arrived at this large building, which we thought was the game, but when we went inside a creepy old lady told us everybody else was downstairs. I remember looking at a very twisty, very long, creepy looking spiral staircase that just kept going down, down, down. I was about to say we were in the wrong place, when Sam grabbed my hand and started running down the stairs.
He started acting really weird and nervous and kept saying, "We gotta stop them, We gotta stop them!" I was like, "Sam! Stop Who?? Who do we have to stop?!?!"

"The Villains!" was his one-word reply, but it sent cold chills down my spine.

I knew who he was talking about. There were a group of mutant people (kinda like that show Heroes, which I don't even watch) who were rapidly turning into villains. Our main concern was one girl who was set out to first destroy me for some reason, then the rest of the city. She was giant and she came out of the water wearing a red dress. She had reddish eyes and really long fingers. There was a smaller version of her inside a cage though. I don't really know why, but I went after the one in the cage. Sam was nowhere to be found at this point. He had rattled off something about going to find the "other one" before he got to the train...
I crawled into the cage, but I had something in my jacket. The villain starting clawing at me and doing weird villainy things, when I remembered what I had in my jacket! I pulled out an old chinese looking cat, and she started flipping out!! All of a sudden I made some kind of sound and a bunch of these cats came out of the walls and started going toward the giant version of the villain girl, who started to disintegrate.
I grabbed the original cat, and began running back to the train! Something was chasing me. I finally reached the train, but it was already moving, so Sam (who was wearing a tux?) was yelling for me to jump on, but I kind of flew on, it was pretty sweet. Then I looked behind at me at the villain that was chasing me, and I threw the cat at him, and our train disappeared into a porthole type thing.
Then it was just me and Sam driving the train, and then the cat appeared on my lap. He told me I was very brave and smart for remembering to bring the cat, and that the conductor hat looked cute on me. To which I replied, "Yeah, you're jealous!" And we just kept going...

P-A-R-T---Y???? because I gotta!!

Country music queen strikes again!! Today, she brought in pictures of a bunch of singers she has met (by being in their fan clubs), and my one co-worker and I were making fun of one of the guys that she thought was hot, which apparently was the wrong thing to do! She was belligerent!! She grabbed her photo album out of our hands and said she was never going to show us any pictures again!!
Excuuuuuuse me! Country singers just don't do it for me...but anyway...

Plans for the weekend include:

FRIDAY:
~my friend Tammy's final going away party...she joined the Peace Corps and will be gone for 2 years
~there are cookies downstairs that need to be eaten sometime before I go to bed :)

SATURDAY:
~my friend Aubs' open house party or whatever you call it when you celebrate getting a new home...
~one of Brain's friend's is also having an open house party that we are going to...there's gonna be a jumper, we are pretty excited about that!
~the hot tub!!!!!!!!!! yay!!!!!

SUNDAY:
~church
~the rest of Sunday kind of depends on when my roommie will be home...but there's the new Richard Gere/James Franco movie out this weekend, and I need to see it!!!
~work on Brain's birthday present

It's like Kenny Chesney says...

...uh, "She thinks my tractor's sexy"????

So, there's this woman at work who is completely obsessed with country music, and she talks about country music singers like they are real people who she knows personally and sees every day. The other day, I was having a somewhat heart-to-heart conversation with her about something relatively important, when she goes, "Well, it's just like Kenny Chesney says..." then she proceeded to spout out some song lyric that was not applicable in the slightest, but it made for an amusing story and/or blog. So now, being the kind hearted person that I am, whenever a friend is trying to have a heart-to heart with me, I bestow upon them the same words of encouragement from the great Kenny Chesney...ha! Too bad I can't even remember half of his songs. I'll just start saying, "Well, if it makes you feel better...or...I know this may not particularly apply...but...I think your tractor's sexy!"

In other news...
~ Clariton is a Godsend!! However, I forgot to take it last night, and I am suffering the effects this morning. I may or may not have used half a box of Kleenex brand tissue in a half an hour time span.

~I am a little tempted to forgo all of my dreams of helping the orphans find families to go to bull riding school. But when I really think of the pro's and con's of each, I guess I will stick to social work. I mean, what would I say during my judgment, "Uh, sorry Lord, I misunderstood, You didn't call me into bull riding? No? oh."

~On Thursday night, I began an insanely pathetic Dawson's Creek marathon, which is nowhere near completed. I am currently on Season 2, but I'm not sure what disc...

~My mom and sister are coming to town in like 2 weeks!!! I'm super stoked about this :)

That's all for now friends. Until next time, remember...I think your tractor's sexy!

rainy days and mondays...

The high winds caused me and tiff to stay in last night...She was a little antsy playing with her yoga ball, and I was just plain cranky. We didn't lose power which was good...Our gargoyles stayed in place on our porch, which is also good. They keep the toads at bay!

I couldn't fall asleep forever last night, then I was restless when I finally did...I woke up before my alarm went off, and the only time that is okay with me is when I still have like an hour left to sleep, but noooo! I had like 12 minutes.

I just don't feel exactly right...I don't know what's going on...The only thing I can think of is the hormones from my recently prescribed birth control pills, or maybe one of my uteruses isn't working again...All I can say is I feel like I'm going a little crazy, like every nerve in my body wants to go in a different direction all at the same time...

So, needless to say, I didn't feel like going to work...or school...the power was out at the Medina center anyway, but of course we still had to go in to take our statistics test...I realized I had a test this morning, so I had to go purchase a $100+ calculator so I at least had a small chance of getting a few questions right. I don't even know how to use the stupid calculator!! Let's just say, there were more than one blank spaces where answers should have gone. That's the story of my life, in terms of mathematics...a mental blank!!

Things to look forward to for the rest of this dreary day:
*an all-new episode of Prison Break at 9pm
*the gargoyles are still keeping the toads at bay, so I don't have to tip-toe down the sidewalk on my way to my vehicle
*I only have two more hours left of work

the end...hope everyone else's day is brighter :)

Forget the hippopotomus...I only want one uterus for christmas!!

Life never gets dull for me...Never...I had to go back to the gynecologist yesterday for a more extensive examination, and for some bibopsy-bipobs-bibop--the bibopsies (biopsies) which I had been nervous about for the past month!! I, of course, was convinced I had cancer and was tormenting my roommie and my "brain" with the possibility...yeah! I'm melodramatic like that...That all went okay, although the procedure was highly uncomfortable, and I was in pain the remainder of the day, the good news is I don't have anything to worry about...

...but the good doctor went on to tell me that he noticed something this time that he hadn't seen last time, and he proceeded to draw diagrams of a normal cervix, a normal uterus, followed by my cervix/uterus...or *pause*...my uteri? my uteruses? I've decided that "uteri" is the plural form of uterus...

...Yes, folks, it's true...If I couldn't be any weirder, the gynecologist had to go and tell me that I have a Double Uterus...What the H is that?! Who has 2 uteruses/uteri?? I could only respond with a look of sheer horror, to which he chuckled, and tried to reassure me by telling me I wasn't a "freak of nature." And the risks I will have during pregnancy and childbirth...Yikes! Weird! That's all I can say! Well, that's not entirely true...I made up a song about them...Instead of wanting a hippopotamus for Christmas, "I only want one uterus for Christmas, only one uterus will do, not uteri, or two uteruseses...I only want ONE uteruuuusssss." lol just a little bit of my sick humor :)

So...who has heard of this before? Please don't be shy...I'm not obviously...I have a million questions forming in my mind, as I await my next appointment, but until then my friends and I decided to name them, Barats and Bereta, which ones which it doesn't really matter...or which one works it doesn't really matter...lol...The only thing I know for sure is this explains all the problems I've had with my cycle...But seriously? Two???

Coming soon to DVD...Step Up 3...I can't reach my light fixtures!

The other night I had a dream that I was shopping and I found this adorable pair of pants. The problem was my size was located on a very high shelf. I asked the saleslady if they had a step ladder, and she brought it to me, but when I stepped up onto it, it was very wobbly. I also couldn't reach the pants unless I stood on my tippy-toes, on the handle of the step ladder. It was very unsteady, but I did reach the pants. Sadly, I woke up before I was able to check them out and bring them home to promptly put them on...

...I was telling my dream to Brain, and he thought he would be all philosophical and ask, "What does that mean? The wobbly step ladder?"

It means nothing...except for the fact that Tiff and I would be happy to have even a wobbly step ladder in order to change the light bulbs in our home, because we are both too short to do so! And we are quickly running out of light, to the point that our hallway has become a dark corridor leading to a room where the only light shines from the computer screen. We need a step ladder! Or a really tall friend! I keep forgetting to ask Brain when he's here...Until then, we will continue to stumble up the stairs in the darkness by the light of our cell phones! Hopefully, there will be no injuries/casualties.

MAY IT BE A LESSON TO ALL...

...if the back of a movie says, "American re-make of the Korean smash-hit," do NOT, and I repeat, do NOT rent it!!!! It shouldn't matter if the star of the movie is ridiculously good-looking, and you may or may not have a history of watching movies based solely upon the good-looking men who are starring in them, if it says "re-make of a Korean smash-hit," it's gonna suck!!! You will most likely sit there the whole time wishing it were actually in Korean so you would be more entertained! Hollywood should never do re-makes of Korean smash-hits!! ever!! And cute guys should never agree to star in Korean smash-hits, because innocent movie watchers such as myself fall prey to their "starving artist looking for work" drama, and in turn waste a perfectly wonderful Sunday afternoon...
...If nothing else taken from the so-called smash-hit, I have learned a lesson! I will probably never stop watching movies for the cute guys, but if I ever come across the combination of "cute guy and Korean smash-hit" again, I will simply put the movie back on the shelf and walk away!

true love

Today I went shopping, and I must say that I am hopelessly and irreversibly in love with all things argyle!! Check out my pics :)

Me, a college student?!

Well, kids, it's official! Just like in The Waterboy, when Mr. Coach Klein made all of Bobby's dreams come true not only by letting him serve high-quality H2O to the "fooseball" team, but also through granting him access to a college education! I am on my way to becoming the most amazing adoption social worker in the history of adoption social workers! (I won't need to serve high-quality H2O to the "fooseball" team though!)
I am officially a student of pre-Social Work at Akron University. I am able to take most of my classes at the Medina campus, which is a HUGE plus! I mean, who has money to drive to Akron 500 times a week?! I sure don't, I work at Kids Country for crying out loud!!
I finished making my schedule this morning, and I am sooooo excited!! I have been sitting on the bench for the past couple years, trying to figure out what in this world I am supposed to be doing! And it finally occurred to me to stick with the one true passion that God placed in my heart a long long time ago...Helping His beloved, forgotten children find the places in which they can call home, and the couples they can call "mommy and daddy." I've wanted to work with orphans for as long as I can remember, and through Micah's journey to our family, this passionate fire has been rekindled! (not that it ever went out)
I have made the appropriate preparations to begin my own journey to become a Licensed Social Worker, so I can be a part of the beautiful hope for these children! Please pray for me as I adjust to my school load on top of my work schedule. It's not going to be easy going to school full-time and working full-time, but I feel at peace, knowing God has shed His light on this journey for my life. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

cycling through life

A few of my beloved possessions, and I say "beloved" quite loosely, because I know in fact that these same possessions were not nearly as "beloved" when I had them at my leisure...but now that they are in Kentucky, I realize how beloved they truly are. (Honestly, I don't even know what's down there in the storage unit, I know my chair was among the casualties, but my bike is apparently a survivor!)
During one of the infamous Tuesday night dinners, I was confiding my desire for a bike to the Dominic's crowd. I couldn't remember if my bike was taken to Kentucky or if it were in fact a casualty of the move like my chair. (Note: when I had my chair, it was nothing more than a place to stack my clothes, but when I moved out and had no furniture, I wished I had used it as a chair when I had the chance.) Back to my original thought...Grandma suggested her bike, which was, at the time, collecting dust in my cousin's garage. I didn't want to take it from my cousin if she was going to use it, but she said it was okay if I took it, so I agreed. One afternoon, I had a yearning to go for a bike ride, but it looked like a storm was blowing in, so I talked Tiffany into riding over to Grandma's with me in case it rained, because she knows how much I hate being wet and cold, and I would never make it back home on the bike til the storm was over.
So, I have had this bike for about a month now, and I've gone on quite a few bike rides, but it didn't occur to me that anyone would care about me or my bike, seeing as I stay on the sidewalks and follow all rules of traffic. But a couple days ago, some people were actually yelling at me from their cars, as I was peddling down the sidewalk of a back road. Then it hit me. The sneers from the snobby people of Medina...they were making fun of me!! Of my bike!! It was unfathomable!!
Unfortunately, I do not have a picture of my bike. It is my sister's favorite color (red), with the perfect shaped handlebars for a cute little basket, it's a little too tall for me, so when I come to a stop I have to stand up to reach the ground, the chrome colored fenders cover a good two-thirds of each wheel. The back fender tends to rattle a lot when I ride over bumps. So, excuuuuse me, Medina snobs, but while you are in your stupid shiny Volvos burning precious fuel at $3.99 per gallon, I am busy burning calories on my old-fashioned bike!! Oh snap! Who's laughing now?!?!
My bike is awesome!

In other life cycles...I survived my first ever visit to the dreaded gynecologist last week. I was terrified, as I confessed to him, "I've never done anything like this before." He was very nice and compassionate, but as he showed me the plastic thing that clicks three times I wanted only two things...my mommy and Pepper my gray pound puppy!!! Where was Pepper? Another casualty of the move? I couldn't bear the thought! I know I had safely packed him into a box with all of my other stuffed sentimental friends, but where was the box?! In Kentucky? In one of the closets at the condo? I just didn't know!! I was flashing back to the days of getting shots from the "stabbing lady" and how I would squeeze Pepper as tight as I could while she jammed needles into my sensitive buttock!!! As I watched the plastic thing go "click, click, click" I was wishing now more than ever that I had my beloved pound puppy to help get me through this! In the end, I didn't really need Pepper...the exam was nothing like I had anticipated. I didn't have to kick the doctor in the face like I had envisioned. So, it was all good.

And that is about all I have to say in regards to life cycles and their relations to my beloved possessions! :)

Upcoming Events...this winter :)

I'm not usually one to want summer to end, and technically I don't, I wish the temperature would stay in the 80's...BUT there are some major events that I am peeing my pants in anticipation for this winter!!! The thing is I'm not sure which one I'm most excited about...There's, of course, the usual Christmas hype with the ugly vests and all that fun stuff, and the typical itching to get out on the slopes, (being the avid skier that I am) I can't exactly ski in 80 degree weather...but I'm not gonna lie! There are at least TWO major events that have me most anxious!!

The first being December 12, 2008, the major motion picture event of the year... the much-anticipated theatrical release of the New York Times #1 seller, TWILIGHT!!! If you haven't read it yet, you need to, the end!

The second takes place after the holiday scurry has ended, the New Year's Eve song has been sung, resolutions have been made...I'm talking somewhere between January 6-11, 2009...when the critically acclaimed Tony Award winning, Broadway musical to film-adapted phenomenon, RENT kicks off the National Tour right here in Cleveland!!! Oh yeah!! I said it!! And the reason this is so exciting?? Oh, well, let me tell you who is starring in it...That's right!! Adam Pascal and Anthony Rapp, from the original Broadway cast as well as the film. The original "Roger" and the original "Mark"!!!!!! THE "Roger and Mark"!!!! (for those of you who don't know...I LOVE Roger!! see pic)