Tuesday, May 29, 2007


Okay, so I started watching the Cavs/Detroit game. I don't know that I've ever watched a basketball game at home, but here I am. As it turns out, Jenny is watching it out in the living room. What's wrong with us? (Don't worry, we're still knitting while watching it.)

Anyway, I've always heard how Lebron is the only decent player on the team, and I thought to myself 'well, certainly that's not true'. Guess what. I really think it's true. This Pavlovich guy is pissing me off. Good for nothing.


I want to trust Snape, but can I?

I like this person:



Sorry, God bless me. Allergies are kicking up this morning.

Also, I think I may have eaten some bad chicken. Of course, I'll probably eat the rest of it anyway. Cooking chicken is hard.

It's Memorial Day! (go with it) What do we hear from one of our nation's greatest generals on this solemnest of days?

The same thing we hear from the rest of America, really.

Texting Is Hard

I apologize if any of you got a text message from me Sunday night. I was sure I had sent it to Jenny, but she says she didn't get it, so I must have sent it to someone else. So, if you got a message from me stating my whereabouts and thought "... alright", sorry. Apparently I cannot operate a phone when intoxicated.

I just slept for 11 hours and it was nice.


Sunday, May 27, 2007


The Fray, OK Go, and Mae.
Tower City Amphitheater (now called Time Warner something or another)
June 18th. 7 pm.


Or maybe...
Donny Osmond on September 2nd?


Saturday, May 26, 2007

Harry Potter

I have just finished reading Goblet of Fire. I had forgotten how very upsetting the end of that book is. And my favorite line...

Remember Cedric. Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort. Remember Cedric Diggory.

That Dumbledore just kills me. He really just rips my heart right out.

And now, I move onto the Order of the Phoenix. I have to slow down.


Friday, May 25, 2007

Tuesday, Friday, whatever

If I had a boyfriend (which I guess I do now) he would get me tea for my birthday (which he did).

But I don't think he reads this, so let's go on with our exercise in absurdism, shall we?

If I had a boyfriend he would know how to fix cars, sinks, computers, baseball swings, bangs that won't lay flat and euchre games that I really want to win.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Frisbee Golf

Today was a nice day. I got up, read for a couple of hours (I am now halfway through Goblet Of Fire in my HP rereading process), went shopping for Jenny's birthday gift, and went to lunch with Jenny. Then, we headed toward Oberlin, intending to go to the Wal Mart for Victoria's birthday gift, but we took a road that dead ended and couldn't get through. It was most upsetting. So, we headed off to Wellington and got Jenny's license renewed, then to Findley State Park for some frisbee golf.

Frisbee golf is most enjoyable, but it being our first time, there were some things we learned for next time.
1. Buy two frisbees. Aside from running the risk of losing the first, it is also very time consuming to run back and forth when the first person is done. It would go much smoother if we both had our own frisbees.
2. Cover skin with pants/sleeves/shoes. There is poison ivy all up in that place.
3. Get map of course before going to the park. It is difficult to find the start of it without a map. Luckily, the check in thingy at the campground is equipped with maps for those of us who do not think ahead.

For those of you who were wondering, there was no winner. It was a tie.

I'm very excited about the idea of camping now. We saw some campers and it's been so long since I've done any camping. I miss it.


Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Sometimes I forget I have a blog...

Then I remember. And feel much like I do when I remember to sign into livejournal and look through my Harry Potter crafting community. Happy, but dorky.

Speaking of someone happy but dorky:

-Jenny Bean

Thursday, May 17, 2007


Our mother just came into the kitchen where Jenny and I were standing and said "I think I should have sex."

Hopefully my crying and running from the room was a hint to her that this is INAPPROPRIATE.


Wednesday, May 16, 2007


How much do you think it would cost to hire the actors who play Harry and Draco for a soft-core porn type of movie? It makes me sad that this is something that I will never see. Luckily, I have a very vivid imagination.


Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Titles are for losers

If I had a boyfriend, he would dress up as the following at least once a year:
-Santa Claus
-A pirate
-A doctor
-A viking
-Wesley from The Princess Bride
-Anyone from The Last of the Mohicans
-Ron Weasley
-Ben Franklin

Actually, there are probably a few more I would enjoy. I may need to keep an ongoing list.


Monday, May 14, 2007

New week.

It's Monday. Start us out, Rutherford!

After surviving a very busy weekend, I feel like I should be spending today taking care of crap I've put off and getting stress-reducing vigorous exercise. Instead, I've spent it getting 11 hours of sleep and sitting around wondering why only the left side of my throat is sore. I suspect I need a life coach. Does anyone want to be my life coach?


Saturday, May 12, 2007

The Outrage

Did you know that one of those fancy mixers with the bowls attached is like $300? That's a hell of a lot of money for a damn mixer.

Two nights in a row of going out and drinking. You'd think I had a life or something.


Wednesday, May 9, 2007


Turns out today is Wed, not Tues. Ya'll should have been hearing about my imaginary boyfriend 24 hours ago. I apologize. I know the suspense must be gnawing at you. Here goes:

If I had a boyfriend, he would practice this look

as often as I practice lap dancing.

It's really only fair.

Monday, May 7, 2007

Herpes-free still assumed...

Who's horny?

Me too!

Friday, May 4, 2007

My Evening

We saw Godspell tonight at Midview. It had its moments, but in general was less than good. Jesus was good. Judas, while not a great actor, was hot as hell. The singing was hot and cold. The acting was uninspired. The spotlights were horrific. I must say that I was impressed with everyone remembering their lines. There weren't many times when they were all looking at each other blankly. That's something.

After the show, Nicole came over and she, Jenny, my dad and myself played the Babysitter's Club game. Jenny won. We're not sure that winning the BSC game is a good thing, though. I got most of my points when I had to describe what I would put in my Kid Kit. I immediately started rambling off different crafts (mainly scrapbooking stuff). My job is cool.

Jenny mentioned that I should go to culinary school. Are there ghetto culinary schools that let you in no matter what? I could go to one of those... But seriously, I will look into this. Today, when in search of something to put on leftover pasta, I decided I wanted some sort of butter thing, so I made a sauce out of butter, lemon, white wine, and lots of garlic. It turned out freaking awesome. Mmmm.


Thursday, May 3, 2007

I Hate My Job

I am highly upset. I received a phone call tonight from a coworker. This coworker informed me that I am being paid quite a bit less than people who have been working there for a shorter time than me and who have a lesser title than me. The reason she knew this is because the person in charge of payroll quit and her last day was today. After payroll lady punched out, she told my coworker who told me. I seriously need to find a new job. This one just isn't worth it. I feel like I should just go ahead and turn in my notice tomorrow, but I guess that would be irresponsible. Blah.


Wednesday, May 2, 2007

Wed is knitting day

...but we still don't have our camera, so I'll just explain what I'm knitting and ask for suggestions. My plan was to knit a baby blanket for Afghans for Afghans for their big Mothers' Day drive. It's probably not going to happen. First- I was expecting a little more help, and second- I thought I'd get more done driving to and from the wedding. Turns out people who get carsick should not knit on the turnpike. With a hangover. So, I'm going to just knit a full-sized afghan and turn it in whenever. The question is should I continue to knit on it now? Or should I set it aside and work on my very pretty blue sweater that I probably won't be able to wear until October? Or should I go get some cotton yarn and a tank pattern?

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Slightly Intoxicated.

I have had several glasses of wine, so please excuse any lack of fluidity in this post. Like that sentence right there.

Jenny and I have been planning our weddings. One thing has become apparent to me. I need bridesmaids. I have a maid of honor and that's about it. Maybe I'll make Jenny walk down the aisle, then run back and walk down the aisle again, and so on until all of the groomsmen are done. Also, possibly more importantly, I should work on the groom part of it.

I'm looking forward to seeing Godspell at Midview this weekend. A thought occured to me (months after hearing that they were doing it again). Maybe there will be more than one dude in this one. That would be strange. A male Judas? What?!

I love when my father is here because we play euchre every night. It is my most favorite thing ever. I tried to teach them 31, but it's much less fun when you're not playing for articles of clothing. Also, I'm a horrible teacher. I tend to leave out important details.

My father asked me a question today. Who would I do? Tom Hanks or Leonardo DiCaprio? I had a huge crush on Leo 10 years ago, but today I would much rather do Tom. It makes me sad. I miss the days of obsession. I suppose I still obsess, but not to that extent. I'm not sure if Leo was my biggest crush or JC from 'N Sync. Ah, good times.


This day by day thing is not working out.

Let's pretend the beginning of this post is on Monday, shall we? I'm in the mood for a little love and a lot of Benjamin Harrison.

Oh, baby! Semi-Ohio presidents get me so hot!

And now it can be Tuesday:
If I had a boyfriend, he would learn the words to my favorite songs and lipsync them to me in public. And there'd be a little dance.