what's with this?

there's a commercial that they show during baseball games showing that it's everyone's game, and how it's little kids' dream, and whatever, and it shows a bunch of kids hanging baseball cards, posters, newspaper clippings, whatever on their walls. the one girl on the commercial is hanging a mauer picture. what do they mean by that?

if you were a bug...

wouldn't you learn after the first 20 swats that landing on this person's leg isn't gonna get you anywhere?

so i went to this dorky water-skiing show w/my parents last night. highlight of the show? one of the boats capsized.

theological question

so usually (ok pretty much always) when i pray telling GOD i'm tired of being alone and that i want someone with whom i can grow in HIM, and with whom i can serve HIM, and whom i can serve, and who will just plain be there for me and hold me, i apologize. i know i should be content in HIM alone, and no man is going to fix that, and i know i should serve HIM on my own and not wait for some guy to kick me in the bum, so i feel guilty asking GOD to send someone my way. is that bad?

i should do this

http://youtube.com/watch?v=B70IkboT9qw

Movie Review: The Break-Up

Good movie. Better than I thought it would be, actually. Generally anything with Jennifer Aniston is on my 'this is stupid, why am I wasting my time, wait, forget it, I'm not even going to bother wasting my time' list, but actually, her acting wasn't too bad in this. Vince Vaughn is way funny. There were a couple things that didn't need to be in there, but there always are (so annoying). Her family is humorous, but yeah, his would be where the inappropriateness comes from. Hm...What else can I say about it? Some things in there are just so true. Like that guys can't take hints and that girls don't know how to say things in any way other than hinting. What's with that? The annoying thing about that is that there's no way boys are going to learn to get hints, cuz they just don't think enough to analyze stuff, so we have to be the ones to change. Not fair. (That part's not in the movie. That was a side note.) But anyway, I recommend it. Actually, Broller even has it. So it must be good.

blogging

it's so nice to be back in the land of the living

:( dove wrapper

my dove wrapper today said, 'you are allowed to do nothing'

go us

erma called me last night to talk baseball

no wonder they have such great smiles! :D

i've always thought torii hunter has the greatest smile. and then there's my wonderfully dimpled michael cuddyer. they're both such nice guys, and they both just smile so nicely! well, i stumbled across this website the other day, and guess what. they're Christians! :D no wonder they have such great smiles!

http://www.johnnemobooks.com/FaithandFastballs.html

click on "Players & Coaches Talking About Their FaithTorii Hunter, All-Star & Gold Glove center fielder, Minnesota Twins " to hear why they're so happy (plus when you go to the site, my boy greets you, and then you can hear his slight accent for 6 seconds)

oh no!

morneau collided with the marlins' catcher on friday and bruised a lung and was coughing up blood and is still in the hospital (last i knew anyway)!

butt on the plus side, they put this picture in the paper.

ooooohh

my cuddyer got kicked out of the game yesterday for yelling at the ump

but it's past my bedtime, so i guess i'll have to wait til tomorrow

i can come back now!!!

i'm all done with my paper!!! yay!!!

book sale!

the Christian bookstore nearby is going out of business. very very sad. but - that means that right now everything is 50% off!

so i went there yesterday, and $98, 3 1/2 hours, 12 lbs of books, and one sore back later, i came home. :)

work gossip

1. so i was in the dining room clearing the tables after lunch when i noticed two men standing in the hall next to the elevator. i figured they must be visiting someone. but then i saw the director of nursing with them, so then i figured they must be official guys. yeah. they were. next thing i knew they were putting cuffs on one of the nursing assistants! i couldn't hear them, though, and the one other kitchen person who was around only heard them say 'you're under arrest.' so we don't know what for. so annoying! we all have our theories, though. and at least i got to see it so i got to tell everyone first (i even called amanda :) ).

2. the good-looking maintenance guy is still good-looking.

my stupid bank

this month i am to be getting my new debit card. my father's name is also on my account. and my brother is a junior. so instead of sending the card to melilot brandybuck or sancho brandybuck, they sent it to the sancho brandybuck who lives at a different address (and is thankfully broller). so not okay! there are other sancho brandybucks out there to whom i am not related who could've just got my debit card! and actually this happened the last time they sent me a card, and they had my brother's old address, so it did go to some strange person (who thankfully was honest enough to send it on). so bad!

but i guess it's good in one way - it gives me an excuse to go see broller.

there - i'm caught up for now

why my mother laughed at me yesterday

i was telling her about an article that my prof sent for me to use as a source for my paper, and i said i was so excited that i read it straightaway

the problem with my paper

i have too many sources. i'm completely overwhelmed as to where to start. i have to figure it out, though, cuz it's due in a week, and since i can hardly function when i get home from work, i really only have wed and sat to finish it. oh my. i need to just start typing and then fill in sources when i have the paper completed, but it still seems like too much, so i keep avoiding it. i'm sure i'll get it done eventually, though.

um...none of you are on again :(

i'm so sick of food

nothing tastes good to me anymore. i'm just tired of it all. but i'm either hungry or in the mood for munchies all the time, so i have to eat something. so i eat everything hoping that something will satisfy. and nothing does. so i just keep eating. (in the last two hours i've had a fig newton, raisinets, doritos, froot loops, a peanut butter granola bar, and now i'm back on the froot loops.) i'm just sick of it. any suggestions?

it's scary how i rub off on people

at work we have one long apron and a million short ones. a few of us like the long one, but the round the neck part has fallen apart. we don't want to get rid of it, so we hold it together with a paper clip. well, today as i was taking it off, i got stuck. the cook saw me and gave me a weird look, so i said, 'the stupid ghetto paper clip got caught in my hairnet.' to which he replied, 'that's what you get for being ghetto and paper clipish.'

i'm not doing my homework. nope i'm not. i'm sitting here not doing it. lalala. i'm blogging instead. hum-dee-ho. not homeworking. lalala.

Sporty BOTW

Considering how my blog has been this last week, y'all should not be too surprised to find out who my next BOTW is. Duh-duh-duh-duh! (trumpet fanfare)

The Minnesota Twins!

Call me a hussy. But blame my nieces for it. I've always liked going to games. I've always liked checking out the boys on tv when my father watches a game. I even liked watching baseball on tv just because (not all the time, but sometimes, as long as it's the Twins - I've never really cared that much about other teams). But then these little girls got into baseball (blame Joe Mauer), which of course got me going. They had me watching games with them last weekend, Erma played Twins Scrabble with me, Erma went to the mall with me when I bought my Cuddyer shirt, Scout drooled with me - good times. The most fun part, though, is hearing them actually talk baseball. It's not all just about the woo-wooiness of the players, they actually know the line-up and what the commentators are talking about and whether or not they like this pitcher and whether or not the opposing team's catcher is any good. And I find it fun to do so, too. We sound so smart.

Of course Cuddyer's been my BOTW before (and I still say he's my boyfriend now), but this time, since I'm Miss Twins now (and since I was checking out Morneau's bum and think Hunter is way cool), I just had to choose the whole team. I love them all.

Unfortunately some of them are married, some of them aren't Christians, some of them probably drink too much, and all that, but on the plus side, I might still have at least a couple to choose from.

They're having a rough year so far, but they've been doing better this month, and last year they weren't doing so hot at this point either, and then ended up winning the Central Division Championship. And they have last year's American League MVP (Morneau), Cy Young Award winner (Johan Santana), and AL Batting Champion (Mauer) on their team. So that's gotta be a good sign, right? They'll kick bum. I'm sure of it. :)

the hussy!!!

so, we have this lady at work who we'll call ethel. we all love her (and her family). her grandson was visiting yesterday and brought her into the dining room for lunch looking absolutely scandalized (he was scandalized - she was just smiling). apparently she had just told him (and he of course told all of us) that when she was 15 (in 1920 mind you) she was kissing a married man in the park! the police came and escorted her home! i asked her if this was true or if he was just making it up and she got a big grin on her face and said, 'i don't tell.' the grandson pushed her for more details, to which she replied, 'he's dead now, so it doesn't matter anyway.' the hussy!!!

why can't the english learn to speak?

ok, why can't the americans. here are some things i want to tell people:

1. the word is 'all,' not 'alls'

2. 'across' does not have a 't' at the end of it

3. the words are 'RE-search' and 'DE-tails,' not 're-SEARCH' and 'de-TAILS'

4. 'february' has two 'r's (as does 'library')

don't worry, i'll come up with more later.

HIS eye is on the sparrow (and hopefully the ducks)

i went to a concert in a park last night with my father (not a great concert -we left partway through - although they did play a 'pirates' medley, so i gotta give them some credit). when we got there we parked in a circular drive area thing, and as we were pulling up to the curb, i frantically told my father to look out cuz there were 4 teenie tiny ducklings scuttling along. just 4 little ducklings - no mama! they looked so lost, but they stayed in their little line following the one in front, but he didn't know where to lead them. the curb was too high for them to even think of jumping. so they scurried along to the other curb, but obviously couldn't get up that either. it was so sad! they were all alone! and of course you can't just go pick them up and help them over the curb (no matter how badly you want to) cuz then they'll have human germs on them and be rejected by the rest of the ducks. i was so so sad! so my father dragged me along to the concert, but for that whole 30-45 minutes i was worried about the ducklings. they were so little and vulnerable - and they didn't have a mama! i just had to keep telling myself that if HIS eye is on the sparrow it must be on the ducklings, too. when we got back to the car, my dad dutifully drove around the whole little drive thing to see if they were still around, and they weren't. there was one spot where the curb was a little lower, so we're hoping they managed to get up over that and go on their way, maybe to be adopted by the heron we saw in a nearby pond. someone needs to watch over them. at least i know HE is.

oh - and a bonus of sitting front row by first base...

morneau has a really nice bum :D

(even if he never smiles in pictures - actually he doesn't really smile that much in general. although he did when the miss minnesota contestants were on the field and were waving at him and saying hi - it was kind of a sheepish smile. he's cute. oh, and he's not #27 anymore - he's #33. but none of this is the point. the point is he has the best buns on the team. ;) )

Yay Another Twins Game!

It was great! We had my dad's company's seats, so we were 1st row on the first base line. I like those seats. :) It's so fun to really be able to see the players. I don't know if it's cuz we were so close or cuz I've been watching them more this season or cuz I know more about the players now (like the fact that Mauer and Morneau were roommates last year) so it feels more personal, but I felt like I was watching some kids playing the game that they love. It felt very much like it was the Great American Pasttime. I want boys someday, so they can ride their bikes to the park (somehow juggling their bats and mitts) to go play ball with their friends. (And I hope they have freckles and dirty little faces and skinned knees.)

Anyway, I digress. We won! 7-3. We have won every game I've been to this year. And I look cute in my Cuddyer shirt and the free Twins visor we were given. So I think that's a sign. I need to go to more games. It was great!

The Top 4 Reasons I Like the Minnesota Twins

After watching games with my nieces and going to a game tonight, I decided I should let you in on just why I like to watch the Minnesota Twins.

1. #5 - Michael Cuddyer

2. #33 - Justin Morneau

3. #48 - Torii Hunter

4. #7 Joe Mauer

i need to end him with a better picture

i like this one

he looks british :)

Final Thoughts on Dom

Not the best picture, and you can't even really see it, but this is the only picture I could find that shows off Dominic's tattoo. It's in Elvish! :) I forgot to re-mention the fact that he refers to himself as a Ringer (he was the narrator for 'Ringers: Lord of the Fans'). (Although that's not why he got the tattoo. Every member of the Fellowship got one. It says 'nine.')

Oh yeah, and he's the best game-comer-upper-wither ever (although Didder does pretty well). On the commentary for the Extended Edition of FOTR, he says he has a wesbite for them, but he's a fibber. So if you want to learn to play 'Tig' or 'Cup,' you'll have to listen to the commentary. Or come hang out with me and Didder - we'd be so happy to play with you!!!

Dom's just so fun!

And I love Charlie, btw.

Play Review: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (my niece's theater class' rendition)

For having only one week to throw this together, these kids did a good job. The script could have used a little help, but what could they do. They had one week to prepare, so the story had to be shortened. The girl who played Susan had a terrible fake British accent, but other than that, I think it all went alright. The best performance of the play was by Scout, who was the best/cutest fairy narrator ever. I'm glad I saw it.

I LOVE KAITLIN!!!

she's my newest hero! i called her to ask her if she could work that last hour for me on friday and that little girl i used to babysit came through for me! after a half hour of us venting to each other about our boss (amanda and i had just ranted for half an hour, too) she said she'd work for me!!! yay!!! not that you read my blog, but i just want to say, 'i love you kaitlin, thank you!'

probably cuz none of you wanted to hear me whine. fine. i'll stop now.

:(

no one was on all night!

don't run after boys

4 years ago i was running up the stairs behind my friend bradley (cuz we heard a noise at the top of the stairs, not cuz i'm a hussy), when i fell and my knee cap moved out of place and i hit the actual knee. i almost puked and i almost fainted (kinda like when i smashed my finger), but i didn't. i just got arthritis (or something). and it's killing me today.

top 3 reasons why i don't like my boss

i generally like her as a person, but as a boss, she sucks.

3. she orders things we have so we have nowhere to put anything, but it's our problem to figure out what to do with them

2. she never orders the things we actually need (i've started to keep a list, which i'm gonna do for a month, then turn in one copy to her and one to the administrator - just telling the boss isn't doing us any good)

and the number one reason:
1. since she has been there (just before Christmas), i have not asked her for one thing. other people have asked her for favors, but i haven't. i haven't asked for a day off, i've shifted my schedule around so other people can have time off, i've cooked (which i swore i'd never do), and i've been nice enough to not tell her off for her crappy ordering. so today i asked her if i could leave work one hour early on friday. 'i know this is a horrible time to ask, but is there any way i could possibly leave work an hour early on friday?' she said, 'we're already short [staff] that day.' i said, 'i know, but i have a little girl who's in a play in st. cloud at 3:00.' she literally laughed in my face.

but he's cute blond

in case you were wondering - his hair is actually brown

today's eileen story

one of the nursing assistants brought her into the dining room to give her a snack. she set eileen at the table where we kitchen people usually take our lunch breaks. when i took mine a few minutes later eileen was still there. i pulled out a book and started eating my lunch (oh - the book was not my lunch - i had a sandwich). and eileen stared at me. i finished my sandwich and started eating my banana. and eileen stared at me. i ate some cheez-its. eileen stared at me. it wasn't an 'i'm-gonna-get-you' stare like she sometimes gets. she just was staring. for 15 minutes. finally, after me trying not to laugh as she makes me all nervous (i don't think she blinked the whole time), she started laughing quietly. i put my book down. 'eileen, are you laughing at me?' 'yes.' 'why?' 'i don't know!' and she went back to eating her snack.

but on a happier note

dom's still my botw! :)

poor karol at work

after a couple of days of saying things to her like, 'a year ago at this time, i was driving on elvis presley boulevard,' and 'a year ago at this time, i was in elvis' living room,' and 'a year ago at this time, i was in the room with all his gold records and his jumpsuits,' i then on friday said, 'a year ago at this time, i was here.' she was very disappointed. it was such a sad story.

i miss you didder