Vacay

This weekend, I will take time off for the first time in nearly 5 months.
This is big.
I don't exactly live a 9-5 life. I work most evenings and weekends.
Ok, big deal. Boo hoo. Pity party for one. Everyone works a lot. Life is work. That's why they call it work. And so on and so forth.
But for the first time in 5 months, I will be away. 1,000 miles AWAY.
I think we all know that you cannot truly relax unless you physically remove yourself from home.
This isn't an hour getting a massage. Or a luxurious 8 hours of sleeping in a row. This is flying on a plane away.
I am very excited about this.

Stephanie Tanner, leave me alone

Today a co-worker told me I reminded him of "the girl from Full House".
That was all I needed to hear. Jodie Sweetin has struck again.

I used to get that a lot, "you look like the middle girl on Full House", and when I was little, and the show was in its prime, people would ask me if I was her.
My roommate tells me to take everything as a compliment, and so I will do the same here.

I waiver ever so slightly when I remember that Ms. Sweetin has recently:
Been addicted to Meth
Hosted Pants Off Dance Off

However, I will embrace my likeness to this actress. It could be much worse; I could resemble the Olsen twins. yikes.

Bloom Where You're Planted

Over the weekend, a friend asked me what is my motto in life?
She said hers would probably be: Work hard, Play hard.
fair enough.
After all, this is Washington DC, and that is probably the motto for the whole town. A work week of fewer than 60 hours and a weekend without a call to your pesky Blackberry is next to impossible here.

But I think my motto is Bloom Where You're Planted.
I'm sure I've seen this on some Mary Engelbreit print somewhere.
But I really like it. I interpret it as, do the best you can with what you have, and I really believe in that. Recognize your limitations, whether they be situational or your own human faults, and then shoot for the moon.
What is your motto?

Warning

Silk has a new soy creamer for coffee available at a grocery store near you.
Instead of naming the flavor 'hazelnut', they should call it 'Taco'.
It is disgusting.
Unless you crave taco flavored coffee.

Here Comes the Bride

This is truly one of my better stories.
And it is quite short.

To all brides to be, don't worry about the details of your wedding.
Just keep the big picture in mind, and hope this doesn't happen to you:

When my aunt married my uncle, (keep in mind they are still very happily married 25 years later), my aunt got to the back of the church, wearing her gown, everyone stood up to see the bride, and she said to her father, "I don't want to do this".
He said, "the hell you ain't"' and dragged her down the aisle.
The end.

Flock of Seagulls?

When I woke up this morning, my hair looked like the hair of that guy who won Project Runway, Christian something.
The very hairstyle that infamously takes him 45 minutes to an hour to perfect every day, was completed for me by my pillows and sheets while I slept.

Now if only I were a 4-foot eccentric man with a profitable fashion business and a flair for drama....

Songs that always make me Cry

Bridge Over Troubled Water - Simon and Garfunkel; it's true. ever since I was 6 months old.
Golden Slumbers - the Beatles
Waiting on an Angel - Ben Harper