within the last 48 hours i have threatened to trade the hyundai for a clydesdale at least three times. i figure hay is less expensive than gas, two tire patches, failed inspections and the personal pepperoni pizza needed to calm my nerves as i waited an hour for yet another flat to be fixed. let me clarify, the car is great. the people paid to fix my car... not so great.

on a happier note, i had a great birthday! the first celebrations were kicked off on saturday with a road trip to the omaha zoo. WOW what a day! flowers, breakfast, zoo time, ice cream and a super classy dinner :) stellar zoo, by the way. i highly recommend a visit. THEN, my kc friends pulled out their boots, hats and... gun holsters for a Texas-themed party, followed by a night of line dancing. i neglected to take pictures of the latter... to spare you the eyesore.

for all you teen maniacs, i retook the myers-briggs test yesterday and came out ISFJ instead of my previous INFJ. not too sure what the difference is, but with a similar personality being mother theresa, i wont reject it! here's the free link.

check THESE out!! i'd love to try :)

and the best for last, i got a free icecream sandwich today. "you need to talk to who??? sorry, i will be out of commission until this small orchestra in my mouth stops playing."

familiar faces & compostable bags

This weekend was probably one of the best I’ve had in a while. Who doesn’t love bare-footed friends huddled on a blanket in the park eating teddy grahams and chips from an obnoxiously loud compostable bag? And where else will I find a group of twenty year olds roasting a veggie medley over a bonfire? Somewhere between spicy guacamole and sticky smores I thought to myself… ‘I have the greatest friends in the world. ’ And then I was shaken from serenity when a certain Courtney Gorman nearly set someone on fire.

In other news, my car shopping situation is still stuck in a ridiculous and seemingly endless catch-22 and spiraling south. No… further than Texas… it’s more like a block away from the pit of Hades. If anyone happens to happen upon a lump sum of around $6k, hook a sistuh up. Good news? I did give away the blue ribbon for the “Rudest and Most Tactless Car Salesman of the Century” award last night. In the midst of yet another jaw-dropping insult, I drew a mental blueprint and contemplated folding his business card into an airplane and flying it between his eyes.

Lastly, Tim will be out of town this E N T I R E weekend. Feel free to entertain me. Small unicyclists in onesies juggling monkeys eating flaming bananas usually does the trick. No pun intended.

hear ye, hear ye!

well here it is. an outlet for me to post more than 140 characters of my random thoughts. as abigail adams once said, "my bursting heart must find vent at my pen!" err... in this case, on a macbook keyboard.

so lately, i've been voraciously reading up on our nations incredible history, which i believe has led to a sort of... hm... how shall i put this most adequately... sick, vomitous, nauseating feeling of utter terror and disbelief... as i turn on the news or radio. i'm pretty sure a few white wigs are rolling in their graves. now in no way am i going to amass a giant army of revolutionists in the name of liberty... but let's just say i'm contemplating a "sailin' with palin" tat. no big deal.

also, i've spent an embarrasing amount of time AT WORK today here.

in other news, i bought a skirt yesterday. a pink one. with pockets. very spring-y of me i know. and i wore it today to drop mother nature a subtle hint. and today was JEAN day. so she better realize the sacrifice and stop being so moody.