Because I'm Bored and Trailing The Celebrity Sites

If I was proclaiming that I was a lesbian on some days, and straight on the other days (and I was a celebrity that had my picture taken all the time)....the days I decided to be gay, this WOULD NOT be my choice of girls that I would want clinging onto me. Poor Sam, seriously...cheer up.

The Older I Get

Ah, birthdays! When I turned 5 years old, my parents had my birthday party at McDonalds. When I turned 13, I had a girls night party in my basement. 5 teenage girls, a camera, and non-alcoholic champagne. (Those are some crazy pictures.) When I turned 16, my dad planned a huge event that involved traveling to important spots where I grew up, Hershey's kisses, and a police officer. (long story) When I turned 21, my parents threw a surprise party for me at Pantara's Pizza (seriously, a pizza place??) When I turned 25, I partied all night at straight clubs, gay clubs, east side clubs...until daylight. When I turned 28, we partied at home with friends. The house was decorated with snow flakes and the party was DJ'ed. Age 29, Olive Garden. Age 30, An Italian restaurant.

And 33, at home. With my boys and a good book.

I'm not sure how I feel about getting older, because that party girl is still inside of me. A little part of me wanted a party, but on a Sunday night? Not always the night people say, "PARTY!"

Plus, that party girl at the beginning of the night thinks she can go all night, like the good ole days and is tired by 9pm with an aching back and dog tired feet. Party pooper. I seriously, am not enjoying this getting older stuff.

The St. Louis Commute When It Snows

It took me 30 minutes to go 3 miles this morning. I wonder how it will be going home. On the highway, there are 2 speeds. People going turtle ass slow and people going Maurio Andretti fast. And when the normal cautious drivers (like me) try to switch lanes from behind turtle ass to another lane, an accident nearly happens. Really people. You drive me absolutely mad.

Working From Home

I am always jealous when I hear my boss say that she is working from home. Well, today it was my turn. I worked from home today because the road conditions at 5:30am prompted my son's school district to call off school for the day. I always enjoy spending more time with my son, but today I really needed to get some work done to count this as a work day. So I spent most of the morning designing and so did my son, which was cute.

Then my son got bored.

Thus prompting me to realize that working from home has a downside.

Other 5th graders to the rescue! I'm so glad my son has made friends this year.

The End Product!

How Did We Get So Many Ornaments??

When you get married, things (mostly housewares) often double. Double sets of silverware. 2 coffeemakers. 2 blenders. And these doubles, often end up in a garagesale or Goodwill's houseware department. Now, if you lived in my household you'd have a massive amount of Christmas ornaments.  My half of the ornaments were hand-me-downs. Ornaments I grew up with that my mom gave to me when I no longer lived with them. Ornaments that when pulled out of the box would get a story along with them. 

Then there are my husband's ornaments. How a straight, full time working man has this many ornaments is beyond me! But he did decorate his Christmas tree differently every year so he had to buy ornamants to coordinate with the tree that year.

So now, we have 3 trees. And enough ornaments to fill them all. Santa is truely confused when he comes to my house!!

Flu Shots Don't Work

Why? Because I am sick....this is flipping ridiculous. I have a headache, I'm cold...AND I am at work. I missed yesterday because (long story will explain later) so my boss wants me here to finish stuff because she is stressed about going on maternity leave in 2 weeks.

No time to be sick.

F*cking flu shot.

Feeling A Lot Like Christmas

....gosh I love Christmas cookies. Chocolate chocolate cookies sent from one of the printers that we use just sent me into a heavenly sugar induced orgasm. More please.

(weight watchers, what?)

I Forgot How Much I Loved The Movie Fight Club

And when I watch my utmost favorite movie, I will speak like it for the next several blogs.

"I am Kelly's bubbling stomach acid."

I can go on and on about how much I am newly addicted to the Veggie Delight (footlong cause it's $5 and I can't pass up a deal) but today I think I overdid myself. 

1st Rule of the Veggie Delight Club

- You don't talk about Veggie Delight Club.

2nd Rule of Veggie Delight Club

-Do not race yourself to the end of the sandwich. 

(you're stomach will fight back)

Ohhhh, my aching stomach.