Owen Wilson
Luke Wilson
or their less famous but just as hot brother
Andrew Wilson
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
That 70's show. . . .
Would you rather,
Wilmer Valderrama aka Fez
Danny Masterson aka Hyde
Topher Grace aka Eric
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Jenny from the block. . . .
The men from JLo's past (ex husbands only, I have a limit ya know), would you rather,
Ojani Noa
Cris Judd
Marc Anthony
Thursday, May 10, 2012
AI vs. The Voice. . . .
I am hands down in love with 'The Voice' (and maybe it has something to do with Adam). But when it comes to the hosts, would you rather,
Carson Daly
Ryan Seacrest
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Not gonna work this out. . . .
I heard this catchy song the other day and I thought to myself "self, you need to purchase this little ditty so you can enjoy it on your ipod". IT WAS THE FREAKING JONAS BROTHERS.
Would you rather,
I didn't include Kevin because he's married....and just not my cup of tea.
Would you rather,
Joe Jonas
Nick Jonas
Elephant arch. . . .
Hike 2 of our training program to be ready for trekking 27 miles across the Grand Canyon, commenced this past Saturday. We started early.
And by "we" I'm referring of course to me and my mother. The only two who showed up at 6am to hit the trail. Our plan: 2.5 miles to Elephant Arch. A nice 5 miles round trip, no big D.
What actually went down: The gate to the trail head was closed so we had to park there and walk 1.5 miles before we even got to where the trail started.
It wasn't bad. We had started early enough that the heat wasn't an issue. Then about a mile or so after the trailhead, is Bone Wash. Kill. Me. Now.
Does that sand look fun? It's not. You get to walk in this crap for 1.5 miles. And then. . . .
You're there.
Hiking is for rich people who hate themselves.
And by "we" I'm referring of course to me and my mother. The only two who showed up at 6am to hit the trail. Our plan: 2.5 miles to Elephant Arch. A nice 5 miles round trip, no big D.
What actually went down: The gate to the trail head was closed so we had to park there and walk 1.5 miles before we even got to where the trail started.
It wasn't bad. We had started early enough that the heat wasn't an issue. Then about a mile or so after the trailhead, is Bone Wash. Kill. Me. Now.
Does that sand look fun? It's not. You get to walk in this crap for 1.5 miles. And then. . . .
You're there.
Hiking is for rich people who hate themselves.
Don't be such a baby. . . .
I have been fighting with my water heater the last few weeks. Yesterday, it won. Well technically it died but it won the fight because for some reason it didn't want to work. I kept replacing parts. $30 here, $24 there, milking it gently along. But it was not meant to be.
Have you ever had one of those lives that feel like your just getting the crap kicked out of you? I have. I've gone back and forth between being so angry and just wanting to curl up and cry. It just sometimes feels like whenever I get ahead, I kicked harder to knock me back down. So now as I'm staring down the barrel of a $300+ bill to replace it that I can't really afford, I'm ticked. My anger is just boiling.
This morning when I got a text from one of my very best friends asking how I was doing I responded "Give me an hour to finish getting ready and get to work and then I have some grievances to air so I hope u had your oatmeal this morning. Ur going to need a lot of energy to talk me down off this ledge". Sometimes I feel bad for her because she's one of the very few people I trust, I let her see the bad side. I don't pretend to be strong all the time with her, she gets to hear all my complaining. Not because I don't think she'll judge me, but because I know she'll love me and still be my friend after I unleash the crazy.
Anyramble (there is a point here, I promise), as I'm driving to work and cursing being a homeowner and complaining in general about life. I passed a woman, in a wheelchair, in her front yard trying unsuccessfully to get her mail out of the mailbox. Her arms and legs were severely deformed. Something she's most likely lived with since birth. And the thought occurred to me 'what are you so upset about?'. I know we're not suppose to compare our struggles to another persons journey in life, and I'm not, rather I'm trying to understand and be grateful for the trials that I have been blessed with because the Lord knows my strength and He knows I can handle this. I just need to have faith that He is right.
And babies have absolutely nothing to do with this but their funny faces made me feel better!
Have you ever had one of those lives that feel like your just getting the crap kicked out of you? I have. I've gone back and forth between being so angry and just wanting to curl up and cry. It just sometimes feels like whenever I get ahead, I kicked harder to knock me back down. So now as I'm staring down the barrel of a $300+ bill to replace it that I can't really afford, I'm ticked. My anger is just boiling.
This morning when I got a text from one of my very best friends asking how I was doing I responded "Give me an hour to finish getting ready and get to work and then I have some grievances to air so I hope u had your oatmeal this morning. Ur going to need a lot of energy to talk me down off this ledge". Sometimes I feel bad for her because she's one of the very few people I trust, I let her see the bad side. I don't pretend to be strong all the time with her, she gets to hear all my complaining. Not because I don't think she'll judge me, but because I know she'll love me and still be my friend after I unleash the crazy.
Anyramble (there is a point here, I promise), as I'm driving to work and cursing being a homeowner and complaining in general about life. I passed a woman, in a wheelchair, in her front yard trying unsuccessfully to get her mail out of the mailbox. Her arms and legs were severely deformed. Something she's most likely lived with since birth. And the thought occurred to me 'what are you so upset about?'. I know we're not suppose to compare our struggles to another persons journey in life, and I'm not, rather I'm trying to understand and be grateful for the trials that I have been blessed with because the Lord knows my strength and He knows I can handle this. I just need to have faith that He is right.
And babies have absolutely nothing to do with this but their funny faces made me feel better!
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