Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Boycott the Circus - PLEASE

I was reading someones blog yesterday about the circus. They were obviously taken aback by the sights and sounds and the peanuts and snow cones, so much so that common sense hadn't kicked in. They actually said that the dancing elephants were "so cute" and that they didn't know how they got the elephants to do that. Well it isn't cute when you open your eyes and realize that these animals are tortured into submission by using shock treatment, beating, dominance, bull hooks, etc. Please boycott animal circus and instead go to a human circus like Cirque de Solel, now that is entertainment.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Presidential Debate turned drinking game


After our yummy dinner on Friday night, we went back to the Matheson condo and watched the Presidential debate. Quite exciting indeed. For some strange reason, whenever Jason is at Rob and Amy's house, he drinks ... a lot! I am not sure why this is, because they are great company so it isn't like he drinks to tolerate them! Whatever!


Jason and Rob decided that the debate was a drinking game, and out came the beer and Vodka. I could be wrong, but I remember the key words being "crisis" and "Bin Laden" were Vodka shots and "middle class" and "Afghanistan" were beer chugs. Since someone had to drive his drunk ass home, I sat it out, but had a great time listening for the key words and watching them choke down more and more! Come 2:30 in the morning, Rob and Jason were sufficiently drunk and so I drove him home.


It all made me so excited for the Vice Presidential debates that I took Friday off so I could join in the fun! If anyone has ideas for good key words I am open for suggestions.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

The pics are up

The So You Think You Can Dance Tour pics are now online, but because I don't have the desire to learn how to add the hyperlink in right now, you will just have to click on #1 in the blogs I frequent page and go from there. 
Also check out the pics of the Dog wash, and see our little girl's day at the salon.  

Thursday, September 25, 2008

"It's a slippery slope Stace"

So I confessed to Jason yesterday that I have no desire to get dressed in the morning. I would prefer it if I worked in a job that I could throw on some jeans, t-shirt and flip flops and roll in. Strangest thing is that I love clothes, shoes, jackets, belts, skirts, dresses you name it, but recently it is down to what doesn't need to be ironed wins. Why is this happening to me? I haven't even been on a good shopping trip in a while because buying more clothes that need ironing doesn't sound fun. HELP! I believe in retail therapy more than I believe in the pills I take to keep me sane, so is there no hope?
Jasons simple advice was that it is a slippery slope. Thanks!

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

So you think you can DANCE!!


Ok, so perhaps I am a dork, but then so are the thousands of other people that were at the E-Center last night at the So You Think You Can Dance tour. It was AWESOME, and I totally want to go next year! Lets face it, there aren't many opportunities for my love of TV actually allow me to leave the couch, but this was just like on TV only I was totally there! Shelley and I had a blast!


I am totally in love with Gev and Mark (though I think Mark is gay), and Shelley loves Will. The guy seriously looks like he could be the anatomy musculature guy on the poster. Hot!


I took some pics and video and will post them on my other blog later. So if you give a shit, check them out!

Monday, September 22, 2008

Hello all, thanks for stalking me!

So I am pretty sure that more people than I know read my blog on a fairly regular basis. This knowledge is due to a variety of reasons: 1) my "profile views" are at a much higher number than the number of people I actually know, 2) I read peoples blogs that are connected to others pages and 3) I was actually informed by someone, that some people from a former life read my blog and talk about me! Hi JP, I hope you enjoy living vicariously through me as my life is way more interesting than yours!
I was reading some random strangers blog the other day, and they were doing their final public blog letting their readers know that to continue reading their blog, they would have to sign in as they were going private. I was fairly tempted to send a comment saying that I wanted to be invited to be a reader, but I held back! Though the confusion I would have caused these people is a funny thought!
Have no fear people, I will not be going private. I think that I am way too funny and all around entertaining to deny the masses of my greatness. Plus, when old friends and acquaintances find my blog I want them to envy my child-free, travel and party filled life. It is awesome!

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Going Commando


So what is with today? If you read my last post you may realize that my rantings came back quick, and, I assure you, full force. Today sucks!


Last month my SLC coworker and I went to our lovely Santa Clara offices for "training". It was horrible. We were there for a week straight, and learned very little. It was more like we were in the way while there. But, so far, the few things I have learned I have been able to use ... until today. Today they are throwing things at us that we have no idea how to do, and then managing to confuse the hell out of us when we call them on the phone for support. AAAAHHHH! I do find solace in the fact that Olivia (my SLC coworker) is just as frustrated as me.


So to help take my mind off of things, I went for my usual lunch run. It was a difficult running day for me, and Catherine has a longer stride so I feel that I run twice as hard as her to keep up. I noticed when I was changing that I did not pack my bag with a change of underwear. Awesome, I know. So not wanting to run with no panties on, I wore my lovely lace thong. Obviously running at high noon, I sweat like a whore in church (so I sweat - that is for you Chau) and I could not bring myself to continue wearing them, so ... I am going commando! Quite freeing really, and I am sure the dry cleaner will enjoy it too! I feel that I am in good company with Brittany Spears and Lindsay Lohan!

BORING

So I feel completely boring lately, so I am not posting any Blogs. I know I have some faithful followers (thanks Shan!), so I will try to be back to my usual self soon where I hope to post more pessimistic rantings and my deranged views of the world!

Monday, September 15, 2008

Up the Antics


So Saturday turned out to be quite exciting. After watching Jason do all of the yard work, we made plans with Rob and Amy to go to Spencers Steakhouse for Dine-o-round. We met them at their new pad (not much larger than a pad either!) and walked to dine on some cow (fish for me of course). This isn't the exciting part of the story though. This is ... On the walk home, we stumbled upon the Dew Tour after party on Pierpont Ave. and went on in. I luckily had my id on me this time (I often do not) as it was the only form of payment needed to gain entrance. Once inside they took our picture on the "red carpet" and told us to help ourselves to the free beer hour from 10-11. Could this night get any better? With our beers in hand, we checked out some of the tables that were set up. While gawking at the silk screeners, we were offered free black t-shirts to have the image of our choice silk screened on the tee, however we desired. OK! There was also a photo booth set up with props inside, so much fun. The 4 of us squished inside put on some fun disguises and snapped away! Right before 11 we went back to the free beer spot and each double fisted it, filling our bar top with all we could drink (I think it turned out to be more than we could drink) and we danced the night away.


I signed up to be on the mailing list because I was told that they do "free booze" parties all of the time. I will let ya'll know next time. Party time, excellent!

Saturday, September 13, 2008

The County Fair - The after story

So we did end up going to the fair last night, but no fried PB&J was to be had.  The line was crazy when we first got there, so I figured it might die down by the end of the night, but instead it just got longer.  I did manage to find another booth that promised a fried Snickers, but he was out.  My fair food experience was not good!  Anyway, Jason had a Steak on a Roll sandwich, but strangely the quality of the steak wasn't that good, so he didn't enjoy it too much!  Weird!
We ran into the lovely Mr. and Mrs. Scott Peters, which is so weird because I have only recently been in more contact with her, and there she was!  Becca, you look so good, and in the 2 short minutes our husbands had to talk, they really seemed to get along.  Perhaps we should capitalize on this!  Strange too is the fact that Chau, Becca, Melissa, Liz and I (not really Liz, because she says she doesn't know anyone, leaving me wondering if she and Jason really went to Granger) have recently been checking out peoples blogs without their knowledge and sparked quite the gossip/shit talking sessions.  Right after running into Becca and Scott we went to the cow building, and in front of us was the couple and child that we had an entire conversation about.  How weird is that.  I haven't seen these people in 12 years, and the minute I talk shit on them, they are walking in front of me.  Huh.  It is like Opera says "what you think about you bring about" I guess!
I also forgot to mention in my last post, that one of my favorite attractions at the fair is usually seeing the Lopez boys run the Nuttles sewing machine booth.  They look so nice and chubby talking to the old women about how to quilt on their new swinger!  I think Jim enjoys this attraction too, because he and I are the only ones to comment on it every time!
I did not pay to see the giant cow this year, but we did pay to see the freak show booth.  We debated if it would be worth the $3 each, so Jim asked a guy that had just come out if he thought it was worth it.  We knew we picked the right guy when he told Jim that he was hoping that "The Human Tripod" was a man with a 3rd leg (i think you catch my drift), and was disappointed to find that it was a one legged woman.  We went in anyway, me being a little afraid of what I might see (being a border line animal rights activist), and Jim hoping that the mermaid was a live woman with her chest bared!  
Right as I always am, Jason and I got to take Morgan on the giant slide.  I went up with Morgan the first time, and she loved it so much that she wanted to try it on her own.  Izzy thought it looked like fun too, so Jason went up to make sure Morgan made it down alive, and I took Iz with me.  She hated it, and when she got back to Shelley's arms she said "lets go home where it is safe".  I think my spot as the favorite aunt is slipping!  
Another plus of the fair, Jim looked completely normal with half of his face covered in bandages and no one gave him any strange stares or second glances.  Jim, I think you found your new career as a carney.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Fair Food


Tonight we are going to the Fair. I know, it is the same every year, but Mr. Brimhall loves fair food like no one else, so we go ... every year! If it wasn't for the fact that we go with Shelley, Jim and the girls, I think we would just go get the food and leave, but of course the girls love to see the animals and ride the rides. I am a little afraid this year that Jason and I might have to be the ride buddies, because Jim has a giant laceration on his head, and Shelley is in no condition to ride rides that were thrown up in an hour by people with 2 teeth (tooths might be the proper pronunciation in carnies talk), but we will suck it up! There is always the hope that walking around the entire fair grounds would wear the kids out enough that the rides wouldn't appeal to them, but it is all countered by the cotton candy and snow cone sugar high.


So back to the food! Last year I sampled the "fried coke" but it didn't live up to the hype I had in my head of my favorite beverage and the fact that everything is better fried. I am thinking I might go with the fried snickers bar this year, but Catherine did let me know that they will have a fried PB&J. When she told me about this, she was utterly disgusted by the idea, and probably assumed that I would be as well. But no, my dear, you do not get this fat by shying away from food! Cause you never know until you try! I haven't talked to Jason about what food he is going to get, but after so many years, I think I already know! He loves snow cones, funnel cake, elephant ears, caramel apples (only if they are made with Granny Smith apples) and corns of the cob.


Also, I don't know if any of you have ever paid to see the mutant animals (it is usually like 50 cents), but I highly recommend seeing the giant cow. It is pretty impressive. The others, the pig and alligator, are so not worth your money. Enjoy your county fair!

Thursday, September 11, 2008

There really is a "wrong tube"?


"Did it go down the wrong tube?" is a common statement for my mom to make when you are choking on your food. Strange that she doesn't ask if we are ok! Anyway, I was sure this was just an expression that she said and could never actually happen, kind of like when she told us that blowing bubbles in the house would start a fire (that she has no recollection of saying to us now!), but it happened. And this wasn't just something I read off the internet, this happened to by Grandma, so I know it is true.

Yesterday, my grandma went into surgery to have a strange matter removed from her lung because it was making her very sick. The doctors just thought it was a combination of pneumonia and old age, but since she is healthier than her 30 year old granddaughter (that would be me), my mom pushed for a better answer. Turns out, a few months back she was eating some nuts and choked on one. Somehow, it went down the wrong tube and ended up in her esophagus and eventually to the bottom of her lung. So as I mentioned, yesterday she had the matter removed, and much to the shock of the whole surgical center staff, out came a large chunk of a Brazil Nut. According to my mom the whole staff had to come take a look.

Not only was grandma the hit of the party (because she brought nuts!), but she left with a confidence boost as well. Everyone was amazed a what great health this 79 year old woman is in and that she still has her own teeth. She let everyone in on her secret, Crest White strips.

Anyway, glad you are doing better Gram.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Who are the losers in this story?


Last night in a quest to keep his girlfriend (aka his MacBook) on his lap for as long as he could, Jason decided to view the Granger High Alumni of '97 blog. Mind you, this is not the year that we graduated in, so Jason pretty much knew no one; and no, he does not know anyone we graduated with either. He claims to have gotten on the blog because Beccas story of Crystal Fucking Heward was so inspiring, but he read every post that ever was.


I don't know why the class of '96 doesn't have one of these, because it was so damn amusing that I stayed up until 12 laughing as he read and we made it funny with our fabulous commentary (12 is late for me, I need my 12 hours of beauty rest). Mostly everyone just posts stupid pictures of their kids and writes things like "I have a beautiful family and married the love of my life. We are currently residing in the south end of the valley..." Of course you live on the south side of the valley, that is where all of the bleach blonde, fake tan people go to die, I could tell by your picture that you live in Riverton, drive a duley and complain about gas prices. I want to create a class of '96 one just so that I can say "I have been staring at the same man for 10 years, but I made a commitment, and we have to stay together for the dog."


There was also information before their 10 year reunion about the activities and such. As Jason was reading this to me he mumbeled it quickly and said that the day activities were held at West Valley Park and there would be a "Carry your husband on your back" contest (don't we women do this enough in a marriage), and a "We blow your wife" contest. I was immediately disappointed that we didn't attend our 10 year anniversary with such a contest being held. Unfortunately I simply misunderstood his mumbing of "Wheelbarrow your wife". Too bad!


Anyway, if you are looking for some good online entertainment, I encourage you to check it out.


I am compelled to also mention, that the people that were "those people" in high school, haven't changed a bit!

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Nonstop Felicity


So I have been watching the TV series Felicity without so much as a potty break. I am almost done with the series, and I am starting to get pissed! What is going on? She is the victim of a spell that Megan put on her and she had to go back to her Senior year of college and try again. She is just fucking everything up for everyone. Does she not realize that every choice she makes different is not only affecting her, but everyone elses lives as well? Ugh!


Why, Amy, why did you give me this show to watch? Jason didn't want to watch it with me (weird, I know), so instead he read all of the information he could find online about it. While I was watching last night, I said "Jason, what is going on?" and he just laughed at me. I think I am almost done, just a couple of episodes left, but I kind of wished I had stopped watching once she graduated, because then I could choose my own ending and be happy!

Monday, September 8, 2008

Desktop Paradise


I have begun running on my lunch breaks. That is right, exercising. I bring a change of clothes and run for 30-40 minutes then change back to my work attire. Now keeping in mind that there aren't any showers available, I have a full supply of baby wipes to wipe off with (as Jim calls it "the whores shower"). I know I am not as clean as when the day started, but realistically I sit in my cubicle alone all day. No one, for any reason needs to be in my 5x6 inch space, so why should they care how I smell. For some reason, however, I have been getting strange looks from those less ambitious people at work. Quit with the looks. In a few months when I am looking thinner and they are still lumpy, who is getting the dirty looks then?


To make myself more comfortable and to help me cool down, I have brought in a little fan. It's brand is Hawaiian Breeze, and boy does it take me away! All I need now is somone feeding me grapes.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

I heart TV!


So I know there are many people out there that say they don't watch TV, but I don't beleive most of them. I do know of only one person that does not watch TV and I believe her, and that is my big sis Shanna. The reason I believe her is that everytime I talk to her or read her blog, she has spent another day or evening on her bike. Makes my butt hurt just thinking about it!


Anyhoo, I will admit to watching copious amounts of TV, and loving every moment of it! September is the best, I can put away the books that I have been reading all summer and put all of that energy into my TiVo! Monday began with 2 hours of Prison Break, the series premier of 90210 (I haven't watched it yet, waiting for Amy to return), and Gossip Girl (xoxo). 2 more hours of One Tree Hill on Tuesday, the Sheer Genius finale, Americas Next Top Model starts tonight. And these are jsut the shows that Jason won't watch with me. We still have our Tursday night spread, and don't forget House and Bones. Thank God for the DVR so I can watch shows at my leisure! mmmm, I should have stayed home from work to maximize my viewing time!

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Nuns on the Run


For Labor Day weekend, we went to Grand Targee National Park with Josh and Hilary. Josh ran the 100 mile race, and Hilary ran the marathon the next day. I think they are both crazy, as even driving down to the base of the mountain was difficult, but they did awesome! The trail was crazy, and during each 25 mile loop, there was a 5,000 ft. difference in elevation. They allotted the 100 mile runners 36 hours to finish the race and Josh was able to take first place by coming in at just under 20 hours. The second place runner came in 2 hours after him. At 12:30 am Jason and I were waiting to provide him with his requested Advil and Redbull, freezing our butts off. When he came through the aid station ready to embark on his last 5 miles of the race, he was hurting pretty badly. So Jason decided to be a good moral support and run the last 5 with him in his Jeans and casual shoes. Luckily he had one of Josh's extra head lamps, because it was dark out there in the forrest. Being the awesome wife that I was, instead of waiting for them to finish, I went to bed and waited for them to knock on the door! Josh won a belt buckle and a picture (that he thinks we are keeping, so I am going to hang it above the guest bed so he can enjoy it when he is in town!) and a year supply of an energy drink.
Even stranger than someones desire to run 100 miles, is the fact that a Nun decided to run the 100 miles. Yes, that is correct, Sister Mary Beth ran the 100 miles in her full garb (habit I think it is called). It was quite a sight to see, and she was instantly the most talked about competior in the race. I don't think she went very fast because she stopped many times to help the people that were throwing up, and hurt on the side of the road. We saw her as we were coming down the canyon, and though Hilary had given us fair warning, it was quite a shock to see her with her race number on!