my charlie angel

so the oldest & his wife started the nephew on food a few weeks ago and recent pictures indicate he's put on some weight... when asked about said gain, emilee proceded to ramble off numbers which she called "percentiles" and told me that he was actually getting longer and leaner! these "percentiles" really mean nothing to me - and although i do remember statistics and the word "percentile", i do not remember them fondly... so anyway, i just want charlie to know he's not alone - i put on weight in my face too [and elsewhere, unfortunately]!

here's a picture of my lil pumpikin sportin the hat i made:

public service announcement...

...from the tootsie roll scavanger. remember this?

well thanks to inner-office email, i now know what to do with the aluminum foil and plastic wrap boxes that are not in my cupboard. [if i don't cook, what's the point really?]

anyway, she sent the following e-mail to all staff:

FW: Subject: Alluminum foil and plastic wrap---I didn't know this---did you?
I've been using aluminum foil for years. Great stuff, but sometimes it can be a pain. You know, like when you are in the middle of doing something and you try to pull some foil out and the roll comes out of the box. Then you have to put the roll back in the box and start over. The roll always comes out at the wrong time.

Well, I would like to share this with you. Yesterday I went to throw out an empty Reynolds foil box and for some reason I turned it and looked at the end of the box. And written on the end it said, 'Press here to lock end'. I had to go into the kitchen and check this out for myself. (Bet you will too) Who ever looks at the end of your aluminum foil box?

Right there on the end of the box is a tab to lock the roll in place. How long has this little locking tab been there?

I then looked at a generic brand of aluminum foil and it had one, too. I then looked at a box of Saran Wrap and it had one too! I can't count the number of times the Saran Wrap roll has jumped out when I was trying to cover something up.

I'm sharing this with my friends that did not know this. If you all ready know this, delete this message and don't e-mail me and make me feel dumber than I already feel. If you didn't know this, e-mail me and let me know so I won't feel so dumb.

I know I'm not the only person that didn't know about this.

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bless her heart - she's only trying to help.

i know i may be overly cynical, but i'm still laughing about this. and about the tootsie roll.

p.s. i've heard the warnings in regards to blog postings with co-workers as the subject manner - not to worry, i've taken the appropriate measures to keep this blog secret to my fellow associates. and also, i could just say that i was trying to spread the word.

a word to the wise

put arcade fire into your pandora radio and you will not be disappointed. i promise.

my pitty party is over

read this

and my bedroom is clean! kazah!

one year

as i was cleaning today, i started reflecting on where i was one year ago... and more importantly... where i was in relation to today...

in august of 2007, i was:
working two jobs [both enjoying and hating it]
recently dumped [which, as it turns out, was for the best]
rarely home [read: messy apartment]
and in general, feeling quite content...

for some reason, one year later, that "content-ness" has escaped me, and i still cannot grasp just why...

in august of 2008, i am:
working one job [equal income, but a lot of free time]
running to rid myself of anxiety [as opposed to taking medication]
in a much better place [emotionally speaking, of course]
and constantly wondering why i just cannot seem to "get-a-grip"...

i would trade one year ago and do it all over again in a heart beat. why? i don't know. perhaps cleaning will solve that. but right now i'm feeling more mundane than ever. i hate that. it feels foreign. like saying "el marketo," instead of asking where the market is.

for who knows what reason, i find myself wishing it was 2007 again. maybe this year of self-discovery and self-actualization isn't all it has cracked-up to be... i only hope one year from now it'll all be clear... hence the reason for this blog.

only time will tell, i guess.

p.s. don't people typically question this sort of thing around jan. 1st?

in one word...

...awesome:

anjeye on etsy!

although i've only just begun, i've got great ideas in store for what i can create with some yarn and a crochet hook... the store is not up-and-running yet, but keep in mind, good things come to those who wait!

i'll let you know when its a go, but for now:

the hip hooker

now that's more like it

the endorphins kicked-in around mile two today - making the remaining six quite enjoyable.

sidenote to the runner: a good playlist can make all the difference.

sidenote to runners and non-runners: kazah!

just when i thought it couldn't get worse...

the outdoor retailer convention is in town this weekend. i walked past the crocs booth this morning [not on purpose, mind you] and as they were setting up, i spotted several of these:

the silver are the worst! there was a rainbow of colors and the sight of it all made me want to throw-up a little. okay, a lot!

i don't care how comfortable these are - crocs are totally wrong on so many levels. seriously, socially unacceptable. i've found a support group blog that feels just as strongly as i do -------> ihatecrocsblog.blogspot.com

thanks for letting me vent.