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The 11 Question Survey

Hey guys! Reporting from a very quiet (too quiet) library, on another gloomy and rainy day. Blech. The college term just ended which means the students are on break for a week, which means a very long and mind-numbingly boring next seven work days for your truly. Double blech. The good news is I can now have epic dance parties behind my desk without getting any of those questioning impressed looks that I usually get from my students whenever I pull out my running man.

Or I could just pull a *Costanza.

The more that I think about it, George really was a genius well ahead of his time.

I thought I would switch things up a bit today and have a little fun. I’m a huge sucker for all things survey, so when I saw this one that my girl Julie over at Peanut Butter Fingers posted a while back, I knew I had to do it too! I always love sharing little bits and pieces about me, and learning more about you as well! So please feel free to play along, leaving answers to any or all of these 11 questions in the comments below!

The 11 Question Survey

1. In baseball each player gets a “walk up song” that plays on his way up to the plate. What song would you pick?

I actually was having this conversation with my friend Chris (my fellow Milwaukee Brewers fan[atic]) and decided that it would probably be a tossup between Black Widow by Iggy Azalea and Rita Ora or Centuries by Fall Out Boy.

2. What’s the best thing that happened to you last weekend?

The best thing that happened to me last weekend was being able to spend time with my sister. We didn’t do anything to terribly exciting; I helped her practice for an interview she had on Monday (which she killed beeteedubs! Proud sister right here!) and then a Target run, but just being able to hang out with her is pretty incredible. I forgot how much I missed her when she was living in Georgia. I mean, yes, half of my closet has mysteriously gone missing, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. No, but seriously. Lindsay, if you’re reading this, I want my sweatshirt back.

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3. If you could have a starring role in any film already made, which movie would you pick?

Since Field of Dreams is my all-time favorite movie, I think I would go with either playing the role of either Annie or Karin. I know it’s not necessarily a staring role, but to star alongside Kevin Kostner and James Earl Jones, in any capacity?! Heaven. (actually, it’s Iowa.)

4. What actor/actress would you have play you in a movie of your life?

Emma Stone. Funny, humble, and incredibly talented. LOVE her!

5. What is your favorite quote?

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7. What was your first concert?

The first concert I ever went to was Hanson. I was thirteen and obsessed with Zach, the youngest of the brothers who was also the drummer and had the most envious of hair. Confession: I’m still obsessed with Hanson, Zach, and his incredible hair.

8. What Internet website do you visit the most?

I’m a bit of a Twitter fiend but also love visiting Hellogiggles. 🙂

9. Which of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs describes you the best and why?

Today it would definitely be Sleepy (*see Costanzaing above), but on most days, I would consider myself Happy. I try to keep a positive attitude about pretty much everything and instill that same joy in others. Life is way too short to be the Grumpy of the group.

10. If you were on death row, what would your last meal be?

Good Gobstoppers, this is a hard one. I think I would have the most epic of brinners ever: Pancakes, French toast, waffles and scrambled eggs, fresh fruit, a bowl of Frosted Flakes the size of Texas, a cold glass of chocolate milk and for dessert (because every breakfast should have dessert), a vat of Culver’s frozen custard with chocolate chip cookie dough on top. Crap. Now I want waffles.

11. What is the background of your computer?

The background of my computer is one of my favorite pictures of my main man Thunder and I. Every time I look at it, my heart explodes into a million smiles. 🙂

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Questions of the day: Now it’s your turn…

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Three days

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Ray. People will come, Ray. They’ll come to Iowa for reasons they can’t even fathom. They’ll turn into your driveway, not knowing for sure why they’re doing it. They’ll arrive at your door, as innocent as children, longing for the past. “Of course, we won’t mind if you look around,” you’ll say, “It’s only twenty dollars per person.” And they’ll pass over the money without even thinking about it, for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they’ll walk off to the bleachers and sit in their short sleeves on a perfect afternoon. And find they have reserved seats somewhere along the baselines where they sat when they were children. And cheer their heroes. And they’ll watch the game, and it’ll be as they’d dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they’ll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come, Ray. The one constant through all the years Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It’s been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and that could be again. Oh people will come, Ray. People will most definitely come. ”

Three days.

Just three more days until the magic begins.

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2 A.M. at the Cat’s Pajamas: A Book Review

catWell hello, there friends.

And happy hump day! To celebrate only two-ish more days until the weekend graces our presence, I have another book review for you.

I received this book from Blogging for Books for free in exchange for an honest review and honest I will be.

2 A.M. at the Cat’s Pajamas by Marie-Helene Bertino is set in one day—Philadelphia on Christmas Eve—and follows several different characters, including Madeleine, a nine-year-old aspiring jazz singer who recently lost her mother to cancer; Madeleine’s teacher Sarina; The Cat’s Pajamas club owner Lorca and his son Alex, and several others. Madeleine and Sarina are the most engaging by far, and Madeleine’s feisty independence (she could give Johnny Depp a run for his money for her mouth-of-a-sailor antics) made her a fun character to get to know and spend time with. As the book gradually winds all the characters closer and closer together, they all benefit, becoming more important and interesting to the reader. The intertwining and sprawling of the characters coupled with the fact that it took place on Christmas Eve kind of reminded a bit of Love Actually, actually. Unfortunately, I feel like the massive cast works better on film, where you can put a face with a name.

It’s kind of a strange book to describe—the story itself is very literal at first, but it becomes fantastical, almost fairy tale-like at unexpected times. This to me felt a little off-putting while I was reading it however now, 12 hours after having finished the book, I think the fantastical elements were a good idea. The entire book feels a little magical, so what’s one more magical thing among the rest?

If you’re looking for a new book club read, this would be a fun option. (It’s short and fast enough to not be a burden to club members who drag their toes.) It has plenty to talk about in terms of plot and characterization and there are a few passages in the book that are really, really, delightful and worth marking to come back later and dissect.

The best way that I can describe this book is to tell you how I felt after reading it. Did you ever have a childhood movie or book that you would watch or read often? For me, that list was and is very, very, VERY long, ranging in everything from books like A Wrinkle in Time and Harry Potter (naturally) to movies like Field of Dreams and The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I literally watched everyone’s favorite crime-fighting and pizza loving amphibians so much that I wore out all three of my VHS tapes. Speaking of TMNT, I may or may not be a going to see the new live-action movie which hits theaters this Friday. And I may or may not be way too excited to see it. And I may or may not be embarrassed to admit that, seeing as I am a 27-year-old woman.

We went/go back to these books and movies over and over again because of the way they made us feel afterwards, leaving us with a warming in our hearts and stomachs, making us believe and feel like everything in the world could be as fun and magical as what we just saw or read. After turning the last page of 2 A.M at the Cat’s Pajamas, I recognized that happy, contented feeling as one I’d had before: It was like the childishly optimistic, happy afterglow that would stick around after a favorite movie or book.

I didn’t think 2 A.M was the perfect book; it was kind of hard to get in to at first, the back and forth between characters was confusing at times, and I wish that the concept of how whenever Madeleine would sing, strange and peculiar things would happen would have been explored a bit more.

That being said, however, this book did make me smile.

And that counts for a lot.

On a scale of 1 to 5 stars, I would give this book a solid 3.5.

I guess you could say that this book was, indeed, the cat’s pajamas 😉

25 Things You Didn’t Know About Me

Happy Wednesday!

Since we’re almost over the hump of the week, I thought I would do something a little bit different today. This is one of those super-random blog posts that I figured might be fun and also spark some great comments from you guys since I always love learning more about you!

The questionnaire provides 25 prompts to reveal “25 Things You Didn’t Know About Me,” and while longtime readers probably already do know some of these things, there are a few random nuggets thrown in that may reveal some new stuff. Feel free to play along in the comments section of this post and have fun with it!

25 Things You Don’t Know About Me

  1. I’m happiest when…1.) I’m hanging out with my family and friends 2.) I’m reading a great book 3.) I’ve made someone laugh or smile
  2. …Especially if it involves…1.) The Milwaukee Brewers, 2.) Great food 3.) Doing absolutely nothing together10367122_10100433488439342_1590496733671690307_n
  3. I’ve always wanted to…visit Italy. It’s at the tippy-top of my bucket list which will hopefully (hopefully) be crossed off very soon. Mi amore 🙂
  4. My family and I…are some pretty crazy characters who support and love each other unconditionally. And always, always have a lot of belly laughs and fun together.
  5. I was a terrible…go-kart driver. When I was 13, my family took a trip to Estes Park and one day, we all decided to go go-karting. I decided to be little miss speed demon and while on my last run of the track, I slammed (SLAMMED!) into the side barricade, sending the protective tires and hay bales in every which way. The go-kart track attendant was more than a little PO’d at yours truly, but in my defense, I was only trying to turn around so that I wouldn’t get yelled at for going around the track one last time. And that’s what those tires and hay bales are there for any way, right?
  6. My first job was…working at a shoe warehouse. It was hot. It was sticky. And it was A LOT of work. But I still tried to put my best foot forward (I mean, you didn’t think I would let that pun-derful opportunity slip me by, did you?)
  7. I could probably eat ice cream every day. There should not be a “probably” in this equation.10329189_10100403469467602_7814414441383554681_n
  8. I stole…candy once from the grocery store. I was five and didn’t quite grasp the concept of the “fill your bag with candy from these large bins, weigh and then pay later.” I still feel guilty every time I eat a gummy worm.
  9. I was born on the same say as…Melissa Joan Hart (aka Sabrina the Teenage Witch) and Siri Cruise.
  10. My all-time favorite film is…a toss-up between Field of Dreams and Father of the Bride.
  11. I do a mean…Kermit the Frog impression.
  12. I’m still mad…that the Brewers didn’t make it to the World Series back in 2011. But this year is THE year. I can feel it.
  13. I met my husband…in college. Actually, I’m single as a Pringle, but just between you and me (it’s in the vault?), there is someone who I have secretly crushed on ever since college, someone who I love dearly and is my best friend. Someone who I could definitely see as my husband one day.
  14. I always knew I wanted…to become a librarian (or work with books in some capacity). Bookworm to the nth degree.
  15. I’m not afraid to…jump out of a perfectly good airplane.1461043_10100295367444922_1481298755_n
  16. I make the best…Chocolate-chip cookies. Ask anyone. I’ve got references.
  17. I have almost…no dance ability whatsoever. I mean, I can dance. If this is what you call dancing.
  18. I always cry when…I see those holiday Hallmark commercials. The family all coming together over turkey and pie…just bring me the tissues already!
  19. I’m (now) a…Coloradan, but I will always be a Wisconsonite at heart. mountains
  20. I’ve lived in…Michigan, Wisconsin, Georgia and now Colorado.
  21. I wish my folks…didn’t live half-way across the country.
  22. At 5, I was deeply in love with…The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and jelly shoes.
  23. I believe that if everyone exercised a little bit more kindness, the world would be a better place.bekindtoothers
  24. I can’t stand…the smell of tuna. Or the taste. Blech.
  25. Whenever Seinfeld is on, I’ll watch it. Best. Show. Everrrrrrr.

Okay, friends. Your turn.

Answer one or all of the following prompts from the survey (or choose your own!)

I’m happiest when…

I was born the same day as…

At five, I was deeply in love with…

I could eat_ _ _ _ every day

I make the best…

Exercising My Tear Ducts–One Sad Movie at a Time

It’s no secret that The Fault in Our Stars by John Green is one of my favorite books.  Like, of all time. And that’s saying something because I read a lot of books.

A lot.

To put it simply, The Fault in Our Stars” is a work that defies its genre in all the best ways possible. The silly boycrushes and superficial gossip that most writers think makes up 99% of high school steps aside for a beautiful, honest, heartrending story of life, death, and love. Hazel and Augustus are two of the most fleshed-out characters, particularly teenagers, that I have ever read. Their story is a joy and a privilege to read. Furthermore, their love is more real than anything else you will ever find on the Young Adult, or any shelf really.

*Note- Read it alone if you can. People give you weird looks when you aren’t sure if you’re laughing or crying.

You can imagine my excitement/apprehension then when I found out that they were making it into a feature film. Movies almost NEVER do any book justice; I mean, how can they? There is just something about the way you picture the characters and plot in your head, using your own imagination and creativity based upon the words, phrases, and dialogue you pull from a book. It’s a feat that not even Hollywood can replicate on the big screen– special effects, 3-D and digital surround sound and all.

That being said however, I am SOOOOO flipping excited to go see this movie when it opens on Friday!!!!

Excited, and at the same time a little bit scared.

Not scared of the movie, but what the movie will do to me.

You see, I cried, blubbered, broke down in complete sobs multiple occasions while reading the book. In fact, I had to stop in some parts  just to get up and get more Kleenex. I would also like to take this opportunity to apologize the Cartersville Public Library for any apparent water damage to your book (something must have been wrong with my plumbing because my eyes were leaking something fierce!) If reading the book did that to me, I don’t even want to know what watching it play out on the big screen will do. And the music! They always play up the saddest parts of the story with songs that break your heart.

Oy vey.

I’m in trouble.

In order to prepare myself for The Fault on Friday (aka Tear-Fest 2014), I am planning to fully exercise my tear ducts. You know, kind of like how professional eaters gorge themselves on a bajillion hot dogs and extra-large pizzas before an eating competition? I’m physically preparing my body for Niagra Falls by watching ten of the saddest movies in the history of ever.

I had a hard time choosing just ten because let’s face it, I am a crier. Happy movies, sad movies, romantic movies. I am an equal-opportunity weeper. I know I am leaving off a large chunk of cinematic history here (Bambi, Steel Magnolias, Titanic, My Girl, Meet Joe Black. Forrest Gump and The Notebook, I’m talking to you), so please feel free to let me know in the comments which movies made you cry like a baby into your bowl of Rocky Road.

1. Armegeddon

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“Armageddon” has me in tears every single damn time. It’s really not hard to understand. Spoiler alert: Harry (Bruce Willis) sacrifices himself to save mankind by detonating a bomb on the asteroid that is spiraling toward Earth. Mostly, though, he does it so his daughter, Grace (Liv Tyler), can have shot at a life with A.J. (Ben Affleck). I repeat, he sacrifices himself so his daughter can be with the man she loves. There’s a whole backstory about how he initially disapproves of the relationship, which makes everything even more emotional. Just try not to cry during the goodbye scene, when Harry tells Grace he won’t be coming home. HEART. BREAKING.

2. Rudy

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Rudy’s” effect on me is Pavlovian. (The score alone can bring forth the waterworks.) The ultimate underdog story of the last 25 years, “Rudy” stars Sean Astin (“Goonies” really do never say die) as Rudy, a diminutive good guy whose told by everyone, including his own family, to forget his lifelong dream: playing football for Notre Dame. (He’s five-foot-nothing, a hundred-and-nothing, after all.) Long story short (pun), everyone is wrong, and thanks to a bunch of twists of fate, Rudy finally reaches his goal during the final game of his senior year. Just typing this is making me tear up. HIS DAD IS SO PROUD LOOK AT HIS BROTHER “WHO’S THE WILD MAN NOW?”

3.Stepmom

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To be honest, I haven’t watched the movie in years because I’m afraid of the waterworks that will flow when Jena Malone rejects cool-photographer-stepmom (Julia Roberts) in favor of dying-of-cancer-real-mom (Susan Sarandon). Released in 1998, this movie was prime Julia and Susan years, when sentimentality ruled and Ed Harris was hunky. But when the kids have to say goodbye to Susan’s character, and when she finally accepts/ forgives Julia’s character? I just can’t.

4. The Land Before Time

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As a child, my cinematic intake revolved almost entirely around “The Land Before Time” series. While all 12 sequels are beautiful and necessary chapters of the history of dinosaurs, nothing strums my heartstrings quite like the original. The movie tees you up with the birth of Littlefoot — the sole offspring of a diminishing herd of “Longnecks” — a scene that will have you squirming with all the cute feelings. Then the “Sharptooth” comes in and ruins everything. As Littlefoot’s mom lies on the ground in the pouring rain, and tells her son with her dying breath, “I’ll be with you, even if you can’t see me,” all happiness in life ceases to exist. Between the five young protagonists’ ability to bridge the castes of their ancestors, Diana Ross’ “If We Hold on Together” and the magical BFF hilltop embrace at the end, this movie will always be on my crying marathon to watch list.

5. P.S. I Love You

“P.S I Love You” has another movie summary that may make you tear up without you even seeing the film. Holly Kennedy is beautiful, smart and married to the love of her life – a passionate, funny, and impetuous Irishman named Gerry. So when Gerry dies from a tragic illness, Holly is devastated. However, before he died, Gerry wrote Holly a series of letters that will help guide her, not only through her grief, but in rediscovering herself. What could possibly be more tear-jerking than having the handsome Gerard Butler die in the beginning of a movie and then being loving enough to want his wife to be happy and find love again? I’m tearing up already just remembering it!

6. Up

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You sit down to watch an uplifting animated little Pixar gem, and no later than the opening credits you’re bawling. The introductory montage of bright-eyed Carl and his adventurous wife, Ellie, as they go from painting their first mailbox to wrinkled, grey and saying goodbye to each other in a hospital room — with their dreams of adventure never being realized — is simply devastating. If you don’t shed a tear for the pair who never got to put their penny jar to good use with a visit to Paradise Falls, you’re not human.

7. Marley and Me

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Anyone who has ever gone through their lives with a pet they truly love and then lost would find this incredibly sad. It’s amazing how our lives outside of our pets are brought into our pets lives. They see sadness in us (especially dogs), happiness, and everything in between and they are stays there until the end. It’s truly unbelievable. I have a yellow lab named Thunder who I love more than anything and watching this movie made me appreciate even more the time I get to spend with him. The first time I read the book which was the movie was based on, I called my mom, crying uncontrollably. She thought something serious had happened and when I told her it what it was, she laughed. That is until she saw the movie. All of the tears.

8. Field of Dreams

For me, the waterworks usually start during Terence Man’s speech; there’s something perfect about the combination of the gentle words and the lovely way James Earl Jones says them. But I really lose it at the very end, when Ray meets that young man who he would know all those difficult years later. There’s a reason why so many men have such a soft spot for Field of Dreams; the non-demonstrative father/son relationship is a near-universal truth, and the idea of that one last catch is as corny as it is true. Plus, that little catch in Kevin Costner’s voice when he poses the idea– “Hey dad, wanna have a catch?”

9. The Green Mile

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I first saw this movie when I was 17, and I completely fell in love with it. In addition to its valuable message about the death penalty, it really got the emotions going. I cried when Del bonded with his mouse Mr. Jingles, I sobbed when I found out John Coffey was innocent and every electric chair scene slayed me. Unfortunately, I cried so much that I’ll absolutely never see “The Green Mile” again.

10. The Lion King

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“Dad? Dad, come on, you gotta get up!” This one had me almost choking up as I watched the two minute clip in order to take that still frame. I’m pretty sure I cried for a week when I was eight and saw this originally, but it doesn’t really get any less tragic as you get older.

Like I said, I know I am leaving a ton off of my list…but girl can only go through so many boxes of tissues in a couple of days!

Wish me luck, my friends! And if you want, feel free to call me after you get done reading/watching The Fault in Our Stars this weekend. We can sob uncontrollably together.

A Little Choked Up

There are a few things that get me a little choked up…

  • Those darn hallmark commercials like this one:

and this one:

get me Every. Time.

  • Listening to Celine Dion’s My Heart Will Go On. “Don’t let go, Jack. Don’t let go.” Oy vey.

  • I can’t help but get a little faklempt every time this little guy snuggles up next to me at night.

  • Watching this clip from my favorite movie, Field of Dreams. You know you secretly grab for the tissues too, don’t lie.

  • Whenever I see someone selflessly doing something great for another.

  • The smell and feel of a worn but very much-loved book.

  • And chicken sandwiches? Apparently.

Well maybe not so much choked up as they do ‘choked on’.

Let me explain. Last night my mom and dad came up to Atlanta for the day to finish somethings in the city before heading off on their Caribbean cruise (I am SO jealous by the way!). They surprised me by stopping by and saying hi and taking me out to dinner, which if having to decide between frozen pizza bagel bites (which were on the docket for the evening) or a delicious (and free, mind you) dinner with the rents, I was SO going with the latter. Since my mom and dad had never experienced the yumminess that is one of my favorite places, Yeah! Burger, we decided to hit the restaurant up. Even before we got there, I knew what I was going to get. I had been there just the night before (yes, I am that obsessed) and had a very tasty buffalo burger but last night I was hankering for their amazeballs chicken sandwich with lettuce, extra pickle and extra tomato. And oh was it sooooooo good!

Maybe too good in fact. Everything was going great; we were all devouring our sandwiches, fries and a pitcher of PBR. I was enjoying the last bite of my food, when all of a sudden, I had a hard time breathing. For some reason, I decided it was a good idea to take a Galiath-sized bite of my sammy, and not chew it properly like a normal person. The giant food glob got stuck in my throat and I literally began to choke.

Have you ever had the feeling of not being able to breathe? It is one of the most terrifying things you can experience. When I was seven, I got the wind knocked out of me. My cousin Arron and I were goofing around on my old-school swing set; I was sitting on top of the set, doing those one-knee flippy-over maneuvers that were then all the rage on school playgrounds everywhere. Do you remember those? You would sit on a bar with one knee over and one knee behind the bar and fall forward, flipping over and wowing your friends in the process. I don’t want to brag but I was pretty much the queen of the one-knee flippy-over 😉

Anyway, I thought it would be a grand idea to sit on top of my swing set and use that bar as my flippy-over device. Mean while, Aaron was trying to reach for the stars, going crazy on the teeter-totter below. The force of the swing combined with his velocity and speed (Basic Physics 101. Actually, I really don’t know what I’m talking about but I thought it sounded impressive) caused the swing set to flip over. The whole swing set. Including yours truly who was sitting on top. I landed straight on my back and for what seemed like forever (which in all actuality was only about ten seconds or so), I couldn’t breath. I literally had no breath. I tried sucking in air but nothing was going in or coming out. It was so scary! This same feeling happened again once during a soccer game. I was playing forward and got pummeled by a girl, who had superhuman strength, playing defense, knocking the wind right out of me.  In both of these situations, I was fortunate enough to regain my breath on my own within a couple of seconds, very scary seconds, but I did it nonetheless.

Last night was a different story.

As the giant glob of half-chewed chicken sandwich started to make its way down my throat, it made a pit-stop right smack dab in the middle of my esophagus. My eyes grew wide with panic as I tried to swallow. And swallow again. And again. But that darn sammy wasn’t going anywhere. I tried to breathe but just like when I had gotten the wind knocked out of me, no air could be found. My mom, who was sitting across from me at the time noticed something was up and asked if I was okay. When I answered with a silent head shake and finger-point to my throat, she knew that I wasn’t just playing a  game of Charades.

Then, just like Chuck Norris, my mom jumped to action. She came over to my side of the table, helped stand me up and proceeded to do the Heimlich maneuver on me. With one, two, three compressions and a good whack on the back, that giant glob of food came right back out. How embarrassing!!!! At least I didn’t send a mass of flying food towards the table across the way, landing in some poor woman’s soup bowl or glass of wine Mrs. Doubtfire style.

But air. Glorious air. Oh how much I had missed thee!

When I was little, I used to choke ALL. THE. TIME. If something could fit into my mouth (and sometimes even when it couldn’t), there was a good chance I would try to eat it. Ice cubes, Ritz Crackers, Ninja Turtle Chewy candy and even a rock, all things that got wedged in my throat. It’s safe to say my parents became experts at dislodging foreign objects from my mouth and/or esophagus. But not since I was, oh, three, did my mom or dad have to perform this life-saving maneuver on yours truly. In fact, when I thanked my mom for quite literally saving my life (after I had gotten my voice back), she said that she didn’t really know what she was doing, that she was just sort of “winging it”. I have got to say, BEST WING JOB EVER mom! I am sure glad that she was there. Oofta!

At least there are a couple of things to take out of this whole experience.

First, it is always a good idea to actually chew one’s food. ‘Chew before you turn blue’ is my new motto.

And maybe try taking smaller bites next time.

And secondly, knowing how to perform the Heimlich maneuver is such a great thing to learn and master. After all, you never know when you’ll come across a silly girl who decides to eat her entire sandwich in one big bite and are the only one who can possibly save her life. Sometimes ‘just winging it’ isn’t enough and could potentially do more harm than good. For more information on the Heimlich maneuver, check out this helpful website:

http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/first-aid-choking/FA00025

And on that note, I am off to partake in a little Father of the Bride movie action. I’m getting a little choked up just thinking about how sweet George Banks is.

Have a great rest of your Monday guys!

Question of the day:

Have you or someone you know ever choked or had to give the Heimlich maneuver?

How many of you think you could save someone’s life if put into a similar situation?

Thoughts on a Thursday

 

Dirt makes for THE best dessert.

I give up. On nail polish, that is. A mere three minutes after applying and already chip-O-mania.

I totally caught a guy picking his nose today. I was stopped at a red light and looked over to find the owner of one white Toyota Prius mining for gold. He tried pulling the “I’m not picking, I’m scratching” bit on me but I knew. You bet your nostrils I knew.

Speaking of picking your shnoz…do any of you remember reading this classic? When I was little, this was the best form of birth, err, picking control that I could have ever had. A sabber-toothed snail who snacks on fingers? No way, Hosea!

There are only 17 days until the Brewers spring training season starts…but who’s counting?

I am celebrating by watching Field of Dreams…for the fourth time this week. I guess I kind of like it. And I may or may not have a slight crush on Kevin Kostner. And James Earl Jones–what can I say? That voice. Oh that voice.

I was contacted by a publisher who wants to actually really truly honest-to-goodly publish my book!!!! Cue Sally Field “They like me! They really like me!” I can’t tell you how amazing and exciting this all is. Butterflies in the stomach? More like freakin’ pterodactyls! But the uber awesome and friendly ones like in Land Before Time, not Jurassic Park. Details to come 🙂

Today I found three quarters with their heads up. Does that mean that I get 75X as much good luck?

Today is Friday-Eve.

Which means tomorrow is Friday.

T-G- 🙂

 

 

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