A. Peeps on Parade
When the Peeps go marching.
The Cowboy Peep.
Crazy Hat Lady
The Princess Peep
Can you see the triplets?
Monday, April 27, 2009
Peeps on Parade
Q. What do you get when you have a box of Peeps, a crazy hat lady, and a Friday afternoon in the office?
The Cowboy Peep.
The Cowboy Peep.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Why I'm Still Single
The following is a conversation, in part, that took place in real life between me (Jen) and a guy we'll call OB.
OB: I had a great time meeting you the other day. I really like you and I hope you like me. I'm going to St. George this weekend and want you to come to meet my parents.
Jen: It was nice to meet you, too. I think it might be a little too soon to meet any family. I did just meet you two days ago. Why don't we continue to hang out, develop a friendship, and see where it goes from there.
OB: You're my girlfriend. I want my girlfriend to meet my parents.
Jen: I am not your girlfriend. We just met two days ago.
OB: We've been dating for 6 weeks. I want you to meet my parents. I also think you should take your profile off the dating site.
Jen: We just met two days ago. We have not been dating for 6 weeks. I am not meeting your parents.
Awkward silence.
OB (via text message): Thanks for wasting my time and toying with my emotions. I feel used. If you weren't ready to date, you shouldn't have been on that site.
Jen: nothing, absolutely nothing.
And this is why I'm still single. Because the only type of guys left even close to my age are complete crazy heads! Dating 6 weeks? Really? I just met you two days ago!
OB: I had a great time meeting you the other day. I really like you and I hope you like me. I'm going to St. George this weekend and want you to come to meet my parents.
Jen: It was nice to meet you, too. I think it might be a little too soon to meet any family. I did just meet you two days ago. Why don't we continue to hang out, develop a friendship, and see where it goes from there.
OB: You're my girlfriend. I want my girlfriend to meet my parents.
Jen: I am not your girlfriend. We just met two days ago.
OB: We've been dating for 6 weeks. I want you to meet my parents. I also think you should take your profile off the dating site.
Jen: We just met two days ago. We have not been dating for 6 weeks. I am not meeting your parents.
Awkward silence.
OB (via text message): Thanks for wasting my time and toying with my emotions. I feel used. If you weren't ready to date, you shouldn't have been on that site.
Jen: nothing, absolutely nothing.
And this is why I'm still single. Because the only type of guys left even close to my age are complete crazy heads! Dating 6 weeks? Really? I just met you two days ago!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
What Does the Date on Your Calendar Say?
Mine says April 16th, but I think my calendar must be wrong. This definitely looks more like December 15th!
Taken out my car window on my way to work this morning.
Yes, that's the temperature. In April!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Dear Spring,
What a dirty, rotten trick to play on me! The calendar says you came home three weeks ago. But here it is, April 15, and you let your good pal Winter come back for a visit! Don’t get me wrong, I like Winter and he definitely has his place. Snow at Christmas, sleigh riding, skiing…all good for Winter. But seriously, he’s totally worn out his welcome.
Please come home soon, Spring. And stay awhile…I miss you!
Love,
Jen
P.S. Did you invite Winter to visit as a cruel Tax Day joke? Good one.
Please come home soon, Spring. And stay awhile…I miss you!
Love,
Jen
P.S. Did you invite Winter to visit as a cruel Tax Day joke? Good one.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Inspiring
This is one of the most inspiring things I've seen in a long time.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9lp0IWv8QZY
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Mondays at YoZone
Mondays at YoZone (the frozen yogurt buffet of goodness) are $.30/ounce day. We like to take a little break from work on Monday afternoons for some YoZone refreshment.
First, we send a message around to gather up the troops. It usually looks something like this:
"YoZone?"
"Yes siree!"
We leave a note for our boss so he won't worry when we disappear for a little while.
Pack up the dog, better known as Billiam*, in the back of the Trailblazer.
And head to the YoZone.
We eat our froyo (mine is usually a mix of Cakebatter and Fruity Pebbles) and head back to the office.
This little break gives us the strength to make it through the rest of the week. I'm thinking we need a Friday YoZone day as well. Any takers?
*Billiam isn't really a dog. He just volunteered to get in the back. Don't worry, we call him the "dog" to his face, so it's OK.
First, we send a message around to gather up the troops. It usually looks something like this:
"YoZone?"
"Yes siree!"
We leave a note for our boss so he won't worry when we disappear for a little while.
Pack up the dog, better known as Billiam*, in the back of the Trailblazer.
And head to the YoZone.
We eat our froyo (mine is usually a mix of Cakebatter and Fruity Pebbles) and head back to the office.
This little break gives us the strength to make it through the rest of the week. I'm thinking we need a Friday YoZone day as well. Any takers?
*Billiam isn't really a dog. He just volunteered to get in the back. Don't worry, we call him the "dog" to his face, so it's OK.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
I Totally Deserved It
Some of you may know that I have been taking a spinning class. Spinning is a wonderful cardiovascular activity where you burn several hundred calories in a single class. I love spinning and love the stress relief it offers me. Many benefit from weight loss in a spinning class. I, however, have not had the benefit of pounds and fat falling off my frame. But I have experienced some rock solid quad and calf muscles. Seriously, I'm pretty dang proud of these muscles.
I've developed the habit of walking around, flexing my muscles, and then asking those around me to "feel my leg." Well, it appears I may have crossed the line. You see, I was pestering SuperDaysh (a daily task) and kept saying, "Feel my leg." The first time, she nicely poked and said, "Wow, that's firm." The second time I said it, she ignored me. The third time I asked, while standing right in front of her, she punched me! And it hurt!
I suppose I deserved that one. But I still hope I hurt her hand a little bit.
*Hugs*
I've developed the habit of walking around, flexing my muscles, and then asking those around me to "feel my leg." Well, it appears I may have crossed the line. You see, I was pestering SuperDaysh (a daily task) and kept saying, "Feel my leg." The first time, she nicely poked and said, "Wow, that's firm." The second time I said it, she ignored me. The third time I asked, while standing right in front of her, she punched me! And it hurt!
I suppose I deserved that one. But I still hope I hurt her hand a little bit.
*Hugs*
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