Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A Total Eclipse of the Heart

I just got back from the midnight show of "Eclipse."  Yes, I have had my tickets for months, yes I wore a twilight t-shirt, and yes.... I'm a big nerd.    It. Was. Amazing.   Definitely the best movie of the series so far.   The direction was fabulous, and they included all of my favorite parts from the movies.   I want to go tomorrow and see it again.  Go see it, if you're a Twihard fan like me, you won't be disappointed!

Sunday, June 27, 2010

The house that built me

Growing up, we moved around a lot.   My dad got transferred to Michigan by his job, then started his own company, which allowed us to move back home to Kentucky.  Then my mom began her career in real estate, which contributed a lot to my parent's "moving bug."     By the time I was 18, I had lived in 7 different homes, not counting the few months we lived with my grandparents while we searched for a house.   I went to 9 different schools: 5 elementary schools, 3 middle schools, and 1 high school.   I never really minded it though, I got used to making new friends, and I always adapted fine to the new places.   But once my brother and I got in high school, my parents promised to stay put in one place, and they did.  We stayed in our house on Worthington Lane for 7 years.   Seven years might not sounds like a long time to you, but it was for me.   And when I think about home, and growing up, I think about that house.   We moved there when I was 11, and stayed until I was 18.   So many of my best memories are inside that home, in that yard, in that neighborhood.    It's where my friends would come to hang out in the basement, where I had my first kiss, where I climbed in my closet to talk on the phone late at night so my dad couldn't hear, where I learned to drive, where I got ready for prom, and where I cried over all of the boys who broke my heart.   I still drive past the house and try to peek inside.   The curtains that hung in my room are still there.  The pine trees that my dad planted in the back yard are taller than the house now, and my brother's basketball goal stands faithfully in the driveway.   I'd love to see inside, to see what remains of my home.  It might seem silly to be so sentimental about a house, especially one that we didn't live in long.  I guess it's not really about the house, it's about the memories.    It's where I come from.  

"If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave.  Won't take nothing but a memory, of the house that built me."

This song makes me cry every time.   I sure have become a softy in my old age!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

My "Oh Crap" Moment

It feels so good to be clean!!!!!   This morning since I knew I was heading to my mom's pool, I just threw on my swim suit and put my hair in a pony tail.    Usually, I am more of a "lay by the pool" kinda gal, but today it was too stinkin hot to be anywhere but in the water.   It was 95 degrees here, so I was more than willing to jump right in today!    

After the pool I went straight to my dance studio.  It has been over a month since I've been to dance because I've been working way too much!  So I really had a nice time being back tonight, despite the fact that the air conditioning decided to break at the studio today.... yeah, I was drenched by the time I left.

So.... here's where the adventure begins.   After dance, I decided to go ahead and drop off some Arbonne products to a client of mine who lives nearby the studio.   Since I was just leaving the bag on her porch, I jumped out of my car and left it running while I ran the products to her door.   But when I went to get back in the car.... you guessed it, it was locked.   Not only did I lock myself out of my car, but the car was running!   I had no keys, no phone.  Oh crap.

I went back up to my clients house and knocked on her door.... of course, no answer.   

I then thought about the fact that my sunroof was cracked open.  So, I climbed on top of my SUV (oh what they neighbors must have though), and tried to wiggle my arm through my sunroof to unlock the door....wasn't happening.   Finally, I climbed down and started looking around for someone to ask for help.  It was already about 9:45, so I didn't want to wake anyone up, or freak them out.   I noticed that there was a house a few doors down with all the lights on, and I could see 2 men sitting on the couch, watching TV.   I went and knocked lightly.... no answer.   I was going to knock again, but as I was looking through the door I saw a bunch of really weird voodoo type wall hangings... "this is how people get murdered," I thought.   I backed away slowly from their home.

As I was walking back to my car, an older woman came out of her home to water her plants.  I explained my situation to her, and she very kindly went and got her cell phone for me so that I could call my husband.    She went back inside, letting me know that if there was anything else I needed, to just knock.   

So there I sat, in the middle of the night, leaning against my running car.  Thankfully I had left my ipod on inside the car, so at least I had some entertainment.  And of course, it was still ridiculously hot outside, so I continued to be disgusting.   We live about 20 minutes away from this client's house, so I knew I'd be standing there a while.

A few minutes later, one of the guys from the voodoo house came out, walking a dog.   "Hi," I said, as he passed by.  "Come on, Clark." He said, to the dog, avoiding eye contact with me.    I continued to wait.   About 5 minutes later, I saw the guy, and Clark, go back into the house.   Then suddenly, another man, came out of the house, and walked right towards me, with his hands on his hips.   "Hello!"  I said, when he got about 10 ft away.  No response.   He came closer, finally, he stopped about 5 feet from me.   

"Is there a reason you are out here, standing in the middle of our street?!"  He demanded, rather rudely. 

"Yes," I said apologetically, "I was dropping something off to a friend and I've locked my keys in my car, your neighbor was nice enough to let me call my husband, he should be here in a minute."

"How did you lock your keys in your car?"

"I'm not sure, I guess it just locked behind me when I got out somehow."

He eyed me suspiciously.  "Well, it's just awfully weird that you are standing out here."  

"Oh, well my husband should be here any minute."  It was just then that I began to smell the alcohol on his breath.   I wanted to say "thanks for asking if I'm okay, by the way!"  I didn't.

"Get a spare key!"  He mumbled as he went back to his house.

Rude. Rude. Rude.

I mean, come on, there I was, in yoga pants, a t-shirt, and pig-tails.... did I really look like a threat to the neighborhood!?   

Thank goodness for little old ladies who water their plants at 9:45 at night.   

.... I'm finally home in the air conditioning, no thanks to the 2 guys of Iola Drive!    

Sunday, June 13, 2010

What happens in Vegas.....

My mom and I take knitting classes.... her idea... but actually it's a lot of fun.   She's actually done very well with it and has graduated to sweaters and all kinds of cool stuff.  Me?  Oh... I'm still stuck on a blanket that I've been working on for over a year now.  One of these days I'll finally get it done.

I haven't been to class in a while, and today at lunch my mom informed me that I really missed out by not being there this past week!    As all the ladies were sitting around knitting, they began to talk about their aging mothers and grandmothers, and the funny things that they do and say.   One of the women began to tell the following story:

Recently this woman, (let's call her Sandy), took her elderly, 80 something year old mother to Las Vegas for a family wedding.   As they were going through airport security, Sandy noticed a commotion going on over her mother's carry on bag.   They had pulled out a large tube of something and they were trying to explain to her mother that she could not carry it on the plane, since it was over the size limit.

Sandy walked over to ask what the problem was, and was mortified to find the security guard holding a huge tube of KY Jelly.  

"Oh my goodness!" Sandy exclaimed, "just throw it away!"

She hurried her mother along to get on the plane, though her mother was still unsure about why Sandy was so embarrassed.  Once on the plane, she finally asked her mom why in the world she had a huge tube of KY Jelly?

"Well," her mother replied, "I dip my earrings in it because it helps me put them in my ears easier."

"Okay," Sandy said "but why do you need such a huge tube of it?!"

"Well when I went to the pharmacy, I told them I needed a lubricant, and he asked me if I wanted the small or large tube.  I told him he better give me the big tube.... I'm headed to Vegas."

True story.  I bet the folks at that pharmacy will be telling that one for a long time.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity.

Let go of the past.

Don't be afraid of the unknown. 

Keep calm.....and carry on.

Try something new.

Never stop believing. 


Take a risk!

Chase your dreams.

Take a leap of faith.

Trust that there is always tomorrow.

Believe in happily ever after.

Let it be.

Defy Gravity.


Thursday, June 3, 2010

And the winner is......

The winner of the Personal Blender with Travel Lid 
from CSN Stores is........

Congratulations!  You won!  

17 more days till Eclipse!

So you know I'm a big Twilight nerd, right?   17 more days until Eclipse!  
(I might just already have my tickets to the midnight show.....)   

So, um.... I really want to win the signed copy of "Twilight" that Sara over at "Babbling Flow" is giving away!  Check out her blog for more info.   But just remember that I'm going to win.  ; )  

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Google Game!

Amber over at Musings of Amber Murphy tagged everyone in this meme.  
I'll play along!

1.  Your Favorite Beverage:

A great glass of red wine: Cabernet, Merlot, Pinot Noir... it's all good to me!

2.  Your Hometown:

Louisville, Kentucky

3.  Favorite TV Show:


 I just couldn't choose...

4.  Your Occupation:

Arbonne Independent Consultant



5.  Your First Car

Aw... I miss my jeep.   
It always smelled like pot from it's first owner.

6.  Your Favorite Dish

mmm.... Eggplant Parm!

7.  Celebrity you've been told you resemble:

Christina Aguilera 

8.  Celebrity on your "to do" list:

Chase Crawford...um, yes please.

9.  Favorite Childhood Toy:

I still have all of my barbies... of course they are all flat chested where my brother put them under the treadmill and shaved off their boobs.  ....stupid brother. 

10.  Any Random Picture:

June 20th people!!!!!

Tag!  You're it!