Snuggie

Several years ago, this beauty was introduced to the world. It makes perfect sense. Who hasn't been cold while reading a book, but didn't want your entire arms to be freezing cold while holding the book? Or didn't want to put your arm out of the blanket to change the channel on the tv?

Well, this product speaks to me.

For my birthday, I got a snuggie. Brown. Then, a few weeks later, my friend John made me one - imagine that! A homemade snuggie! Today, at my work's gift exchange, I got a "Fuzzie Wuzzie." I was so excited...even though I really wanted that Belgian Waffle Maker. But how great is my life? I am now the proud owner of 3 snuggies! The newest version even has Velcro on the back AND 2 pockets!

I am a happy girl.

But I quickly want to be mad about something for a second. Originally, with this gift exchange, I had received the waffle maker. Then a co-worker wanted it for his wife, so on his turn he took my present, and I in turn took the "fuzzie wuzzie" from another co-worker.

My complaint is that I need household items. I just barely bought my first blender. My pots came from DI and I only have 2. I don't think it's entirely fair that just because I haven't been married yet, I have to establish my entire household all on my own. I don't think it's fair that 18 year old girls get every appliance handed to them, and I have to budget in when I get my next appliance so I can function as an "adult." Is it okay for me to go register at Target?

That's all. It's just a bit annoying. That's all. And I really don't need anything for my kitchen...I'd feel compelled to have to make food.

Maybe if I collected men instead of snuggies I wouldn't have this problem :0)

Concert

On Friday night, I was on a date. We ended up at the Assembly Hall on Temple Square and listened to an A Capella choir from a local high school. They rocked the show. The first number was a version of jingle bells sung to "O Fortuna" from "Carmina Burana." (a little shout-out to junior high school when the band played it with the choir) That song starts out loud, and this A Capella group busted out all sorts of instruments. Apparently it was a bit loud for one of the guys that was with us. He pulled out his earplugs and enjoyed the muted performance. Turns out he always has a pair of earplugs with him. Life is sometimes just a bit loud for him.

I'm still highly amused.

Friends

Thanks to my real life friend Mel, I now have 6 really good fake friends.

Last night I finished watching season 10 of "Friends." I watched all the seasons - except for the first 2, but that's okay. Turns out, I had watched a lot of the episodes before. I didn't realize that I was home a lot on Thursday night to watch that show when they were originally aired, and that the reruns are always to easy to watch. My first year of college, I remember walking home past all the apartments in the complex and seeing "Friends" on every single tv. So classic.

It is quite fulfilling to know how they all ended up, the last episode was always a mystery to me. It made me very happy for all of them, except Joey. And I'm excited to know that I can reclaim my life...unless someone has another tv series they'd like me to watch...I still need to watch the last season of LOST. Overall, it's been a good experience and I'm grateful for those friends :0)

Rooster Tail

I have a lovely cowlick that causes me to have rooster tails every night. I didn't want to put my hair in a ponytail this morning and it actually looked like my hair was going to cooperate with no rooster tail...wrong. After just coming back from the bathroom, I have some volume on the back of my head. The hair is now in a ponytail.

Monday

I want to just recap my Thanksgiving holiday with a few highlights.

1. Snow. I like driving in the snow. Mostly. And this snow got me to leave work early on Wednesday and drive to Idaho. The drive was nice, a bit slow (there & back) and I thought I had a huge talent for driving in the snow...until I got stuck in my parent's driveway. How lame is that? Made me laugh though.

2. Lisps - I love them. And I love that my family does them, too. My 9 year old niece wrote me a note and signed it "love, Grath" (Grace)

3. Watching movies as soon as you wake up. Every one's a little greasy, but it's the best.

4. Having a grandma that is 95 and can still joke. Incredible woman.

5. Missionaries. My nephew, Will, leaves for his mission on Wednesday, so we had a party for him on Thursday night. So much fun. He gave a great little presentation on Belgium/the Netherlands and his sister made a video of him, and then we gave advice/thoughts. He's going to be a stellar missionary. And even that he's able to go right now is a miracle (he broke his arm and had some bad stuff happen to his arm about 2 months ago and is fully healed). This time of year makes me remember the last bit of my mission - which I cherish. It makes me miss my other nephews that are out right now. It reminds me of how grateful I am for the Gospel that gives me direction and clarity and full happiness.

6. Stellar family in general. They make me laugh. They help me feel safe and secure. And even though we're not smart (driving to American Falls even though church was cancelled just to say good-bye), they're still a good time. My cute nephew Mitch texted me before I left "be safe and say a prayer before you leave." Made me cry...in a grateful way. I learned that my really good friend's mom passed away on Sunday...breaks my heart. I am grateful for the eternal nature of families and the capacity we have to make them ours for that eternity. And grateful for the atonement that heals our hearts, and comforts us when things are less than ideal.

I'll stop there. It was a good weekend and I'm grateful that I had a few days off from work...even though I still wish I wasn't here :0)

Sister Time

This last weekend, my sister Suzanne came to town to visit. She is a riot. As soon as we start talking, we do this stupid voice that lasts the entire time. We don't use it with anyone else. It just happens. I had a slight vision of us sitting around when we're older using this voice, and our children would be so confused with the oddity of it all.

She's my "therapist", so I took Friday afternoon off and had some therapy time. It was sleep therapy. We're getting old, and slept the entire afternoon!

I love that everything turns into a comedy fest and an adventure whenever she's around. And yes, she's my hero. That's probably why I look like her and sound like her. In fact, I do remember in the 3rd grade, we were supposed to dress like our hero. I wore her spandex shorts, sweatshirt and mickey mouse watch. I thought I was pretty cool, because she is cool.

She even made me lunch and paid for a lot of my food. She is so generous.

I firmly declare that everyone is a better person for having Suzanne in your life, even if it's just for a second, it will leave a positive lasting effect. :0)

Networking

Life is all about networking, right?

Well, I've come to the conclusion that in the search for the perfect job, someone is going to have to help me out.

Here's the sitch:

I want to be a snowbird....live north in the summer, live south in the winter.
I want to have fun at work, ala, not waiting for 5:00 for the fun to start, not living for the weekends, etc. I do enjoy all the activities I participate in, but at least 8 hours every day fall under the non-enjoyment time. Not a fan. That's a lot of time.

And while I'm here, I want a Toyota Tacoma. Or at least to date a boy with a Toyota Tacoma.

Or maybe compromise the both: Find a sugar-daddy with said truck and be his appointment scheduler, and activities director, a personal assistant. Hmmm.

Does anyone know any old men?