Most boring post ever?
Here we go.
In lieu of REAL news, aside from my most amazing $11 extra per paycheck thanks to Dr. Stimulus, I'm going to ramble.
Today I realized that I have all but run out of every single one of my beauty products. Normally the only things I run out of are eyeliner, eyebrow pencil, mascara. Those three things I replace 3-4 times a year. ( Told ya, boring )
Anything else lasts me at LEAST a year. Sometimes 10 months. Never really (NEED to) buy anything. But no, after some calculations I'm about to spend ROUGHLY $100 on things that I've simply run out of. Things that I will use every day. Not just some new fancy lipstick. Essentials.
Go hard or go home? I guess I could probably go weeks or months without most if not all of the products. But I can't remember the last time I bought something for myself... aside from food and dirty chai's...
Speaking of.. At the best Giant Eagle in the world last night I came across what is known as BUDDHA'S HAND. It's a fruit. It looks like a lemon squid (Buddha's fingers). After research I find it's good for nothing more than scenting a room for weeks, making candy, and zesting fish.
I'm going to buy this. And forget about my girly boring things.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Oh hello, Life.
What's up.
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So on my way to work today I saw a hawk chillin on a telephone wire. Not a normal place to find a hawk. This telephone wire just so happened to be infront of a spot that used to be poplulated by some dense tree masses.
I'm far from a tree hugger. I like meat. But this made me feel just as pissed off as that hawk. I would sit outside my once home too if someone cut it all down.
How can I explain life in general?
It's good.
It's life.
It's experiences.
Ashley and I made CHAI & HONEY cupcakes with honey whipped cream icing.
Went to the store to get necessary supplies.
Somehow managed to forget A) Eggs. B) Butter. Of course.
We could've gone back to the store. But it just wasn't enough for us to do that.
So we had the boy who was delivering pizza to the house to bring us the egg we needed. And we used the (possibly not enough) toast butter out of her fridge. Crumbs and all.
No timer on the oven. No problem. We used our noses.
Honey whipped cream icing not sweet enough? Not a problem, we'll accidentally drop way too much powdered sugar into it, start a new batch, make it too thick, drop it on the floor, and have everyone like our first attempt with the too much sugar (oh AND some salt) in it, anyway.
Basically what we need is our own cooking show. It will go through all the things that happen when you're strapped. When you lack ingredients. When you seem to have messed it all up. When you're drunk off wine and can't stop making "that's what she said," jokes while people are playing banjo's in the other room.
Cupcake outcome? Perfect for holidays or breakfast. Not too sweet. Not to difficult. Ashley's suggestion of injecting them with a creamcheese icing next time will probably make them the most delicious things.
Seems as though we need some practice before opening our own cupcake bakery though!
Up for the challenge.
Now I will partake in my new favorite bad for my wallet beverage, sugar free Dirty Chai Tea w/ soy. From Steamers. Dream worthy.
Thank you and goodnight.
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So on my way to work today I saw a hawk chillin on a telephone wire. Not a normal place to find a hawk. This telephone wire just so happened to be infront of a spot that used to be poplulated by some dense tree masses.
I'm far from a tree hugger. I like meat. But this made me feel just as pissed off as that hawk. I would sit outside my once home too if someone cut it all down.
How can I explain life in general?
It's good.
It's life.
It's experiences.
Ashley and I made CHAI & HONEY cupcakes with honey whipped cream icing.
Went to the store to get necessary supplies.
Somehow managed to forget A) Eggs. B) Butter. Of course.
We could've gone back to the store. But it just wasn't enough for us to do that.
So we had the boy who was delivering pizza to the house to bring us the egg we needed. And we used the (possibly not enough) toast butter out of her fridge. Crumbs and all.
No timer on the oven. No problem. We used our noses.
Honey whipped cream icing not sweet enough? Not a problem, we'll accidentally drop way too much powdered sugar into it, start a new batch, make it too thick, drop it on the floor, and have everyone like our first attempt with the too much sugar (oh AND some salt) in it, anyway.
Basically what we need is our own cooking show. It will go through all the things that happen when you're strapped. When you lack ingredients. When you seem to have messed it all up. When you're drunk off wine and can't stop making "that's what she said," jokes while people are playing banjo's in the other room.
Cupcake outcome? Perfect for holidays or breakfast. Not too sweet. Not to difficult. Ashley's suggestion of injecting them with a creamcheese icing next time will probably make them the most delicious things.
Seems as though we need some practice before opening our own cupcake bakery though!
Up for the challenge.
Now I will partake in my new favorite bad for my wallet beverage, sugar free Dirty Chai Tea w/ soy. From Steamers. Dream worthy.
Thank you and goodnight.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Let's talk about this again,
So remember when I went to Hotlanta? Aka, Atlanta?
Well on our adventures we ended up at the Coca-Cola factory.
We saw the history, the art, a really nauseating 3D movie, and got to try out 64 different kinds of Coca-Cola products from all over the world.
Ginger soda seemed to be our favorite. It burned your nose just enough to make you want to sneeze. Unlike gingerale this stuff tasted like a piece of fresh ginger smashed up into some fizzy water.
There were different flavors of iced tea, different flavors of Fanta, one called the.... Beverly? From either France or Spain. It tasted like tonic water with a kick of BLEH at the end. Very strange.
Very interesting.
I don't even like Coke, or soda that much (as mentioned in a previous entry, in fact) but you better believe I tried all 64 flavors and left with a stomach ache.
This picture was from the history section of it all. New advertising for it. Plus myself. Geekin out. Was it before or after the sugar rush? Don't know. My enthusiasm seemed to be a little over the top. Maybe it was right after the 3D movie and I was actually really mad and having a bout of sarcastic fun while my head pounded and I vowed to never be interested in "3D" again.
On the topic of beverages though, I just made green tea and put a little bit of cinnamon and honey in it. Delicous. I forgot how much in love with cinnamon (the spiceee) I am.
I have more blog worthy things, but they will wait.
Goodbye!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
All I wanna do is DancE.
Best people in the entire world? I don't mean to brag or anything, but I'm pretty sure that's what's been dropped into my lap over the years. Not to mention, the best dancers. Right?
I'm really grateful for anyone involved in longest birthday weekend ever. Here or there.
My hair is so dirty it's ridiculous.
And hey, LIFE, thanks for allowing me to still have eyeballs so that I could fall in love with this;
Can't. Get. Enough.
Nicholas Di Genova. <-- Link link.
I've been clamoring around about this since last week. Shoving it down peoples throats as if it was my new religion. And I still want to spill my guts out onto the floor and offer them to whoever needs some every time I look at his stuff. That's dramatic. I know. But it's so good I kind of want to explode a little bit.
I can't seem to post my favorite drawring by him since blogspot is being a piece, and this pretty picture can't be found online. One thing blogspot and I have in common is that we just don't like to function all that well before 10am. Life's rough, you know? I'll try later. Until then, we'll all survive.
Yesterday was my Grandpa's birthday. And this concludes my "Hey check out all these birthday's at once" segment.
He turned 89. He enjoys motorcycles, thinking, fixing things, iced tea, bread, soup, laughing at old shows on tv, and taking care of things. What a guy. You can find a picture of him (if you care so much) on my myspace. Which I don't have a url for. But he's wearing a bow on his head because some of us find that amusing at every family event to put a bow on his head and take a picture. Sometimes he laughs until he cries. And somehow he gets the best weird presents ever. Like the magnetic screw holder last Christmas. Or the underwater window breaker, the Christmas before, for use when you drive your car into some large body of water and the pressure is just too strong on your windows to bust them out. Yeah, this bugger will break those windows like NONE OTHER. Ya know, just in case Grandpa ever found himself in a sinking car.
I bet a lot of people that were on that bridge that collapsed a few years back were wishing they had such a phenomenal gift.
Pittsburgh DOES have a lot of old questionable bridges as well.
Perhaps I'll find my own emergency car window breaker...
......... Obviously distracted. Time to dance to Gorillaz and put on clothes as quickly as possible so that I can open my store. Good plans.
( Thank you - to everyone - for being really fantastic people and friends - you all kind of make me want to throw up guts or explode just a little bit too. )
I'm really grateful for anyone involved in longest birthday weekend ever. Here or there.
My hair is so dirty it's ridiculous.
And hey, LIFE, thanks for allowing me to still have eyeballs so that I could fall in love with this;
Can't. Get. Enough.
Nicholas Di Genova. <-- Link link.
I've been clamoring around about this since last week. Shoving it down peoples throats as if it was my new religion. And I still want to spill my guts out onto the floor and offer them to whoever needs some every time I look at his stuff. That's dramatic. I know. But it's so good I kind of want to explode a little bit.
I can't seem to post my favorite drawring by him since blogspot is being a piece, and this pretty picture can't be found online. One thing blogspot and I have in common is that we just don't like to function all that well before 10am. Life's rough, you know? I'll try later. Until then, we'll all survive.
Yesterday was my Grandpa's birthday. And this concludes my "Hey check out all these birthday's at once" segment.
He turned 89. He enjoys motorcycles, thinking, fixing things, iced tea, bread, soup, laughing at old shows on tv, and taking care of things. What a guy. You can find a picture of him (if you care so much) on my myspace. Which I don't have a url for. But he's wearing a bow on his head because some of us find that amusing at every family event to put a bow on his head and take a picture. Sometimes he laughs until he cries. And somehow he gets the best weird presents ever. Like the magnetic screw holder last Christmas. Or the underwater window breaker, the Christmas before, for use when you drive your car into some large body of water and the pressure is just too strong on your windows to bust them out. Yeah, this bugger will break those windows like NONE OTHER. Ya know, just in case Grandpa ever found himself in a sinking car.
I bet a lot of people that were on that bridge that collapsed a few years back were wishing they had such a phenomenal gift.
Pittsburgh DOES have a lot of old questionable bridges as well.
Perhaps I'll find my own emergency car window breaker...
......... Obviously distracted. Time to dance to Gorillaz and put on clothes as quickly as possible so that I can open my store. Good plans.
( Thank you - to everyone - for being really fantastic people and friends - you all kind of make me want to throw up guts or explode just a little bit too. )
Friday, March 20, 2009
Incredibly birthday post worthy;
Not so deadly? Chance Tulsa spider misidentified
– Killer Spider In Aisle 5 TULSA, Okla. – A spider that was found in a Tulsa grocery store may not have been as deadly as originally thought.
The spider found in a shipment of bananas at Whole Foods was taken Sunday to the University of Tulsa, where animal facilities manager Terry Childs identified it as a Brazilian wandering spider, considered one of the most lethal in the world.
But Barry Downer, the curator of aquariums and herpetology at the Tulsa Zoo, said video and photos he had seen of the spider led him to believe that it was a Huntsman spider, which is harmless to humans.
Oh bummerrr dude!
It goes on to talk about how the spider was destroyed, but now there is controversy that the spider should not have been destroyed. It should have been preserved. Apparenlty.
So "not so lethal spider" is now dead.
... I'm sorry but if that were me in the grocery store, that spider would've been so dead before anyone could even START to tell me that it COULD be the most LETHAL SPIDER TO HUMANS EVER.
What's more funny is that the guys name is Downer. Cause it is.. a total downer.
NOW I GIVE YOU THIS;
THE BEST THING I'VE READ IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
SO GOOD THAT MY FACE STILL HURTS FROM LAUGHING.
I'll give you a hint if you didn't click yet.. It involves this;
AND it involves TIME TRAVEL.
Now click the link and read it ALL.
BEST BIRTHDAY SHARING EVER.
Hate spiders. Love this.
I'm on birthday vacation now, I will be back last week!
– Killer Spider In Aisle 5 TULSA, Okla. – A spider that was found in a Tulsa grocery store may not have been as deadly as originally thought.
The spider found in a shipment of bananas at Whole Foods was taken Sunday to the University of Tulsa, where animal facilities manager Terry Childs identified it as a Brazilian wandering spider, considered one of the most lethal in the world.
But Barry Downer, the curator of aquariums and herpetology at the Tulsa Zoo, said video and photos he had seen of the spider led him to believe that it was a Huntsman spider, which is harmless to humans.
Oh bummerrr dude!
It goes on to talk about how the spider was destroyed, but now there is controversy that the spider should not have been destroyed. It should have been preserved. Apparenlty.
So "not so lethal spider" is now dead.
... I'm sorry but if that were me in the grocery store, that spider would've been so dead before anyone could even START to tell me that it COULD be the most LETHAL SPIDER TO HUMANS EVER.
What's more funny is that the guys name is Downer. Cause it is.. a total downer.
NOW I GIVE YOU THIS;
THE BEST THING I'VE READ IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.
SO GOOD THAT MY FACE STILL HURTS FROM LAUGHING.
I'll give you a hint if you didn't click yet.. It involves this;
AND it involves TIME TRAVEL.
Now click the link and read it ALL.
BEST BIRTHDAY SHARING EVER.
Hate spiders. Love this.
I'm on birthday vacation now, I will be back last week!
3-20-09
First day of spriiiing.
First day of quarter lifeee.
25 years ago it was snowing.
And this was a picture of last nights adventures left overs.
I managed to get a big girls license. And if the world really does end in 2012, I'd like to say I'm pretty satisfied with my final dmv photo. Good work.
Jen's great and is taking me to a "casually elegant" restaurant tonight. And we plan on matching. Like a couple should.
Then we're partaking in some beverages in the city at whatever place we please. The plan? If you would like to celebrate spring, my quarter life, or the fact that it's cold again and what better way to warm up than with alcohol and wicked dance moves... regardless of location.. then you may come find us. And we'll be glad to keep you company.
!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Are you his master, or his PREY?
This is really all I want for my birthday. Screature.
FOLLOW THIS LINK.
Greatest commercial describing the greatest product ever.
He spits.
He's mine.
Someone buy this for me. Thanks.
I'm going to get my grown up license today. I'm torn between dirty hair and a ridiculous sweater, an up-do and prom type attire, or just take a shower, throw on my tank top and go attire.
I will have to live with this picture for 5 years. Something I failed to consider the LAST time this happened. It either needs to be completely ridiculous or completely normal. None of this "was she trying to be funny or did she really think that was cool?" middle of the road jazz.
Maybe I'll strike a pose.
See ya later, 24.
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