Officious Ass

I don't know why I let this bother me so much, but it really does.

Last night we took the dog for a walk. Around the path, then up into the woods on a small trail that we've used for the past 4 years. As we got up to the small road at the end of the trail we noticed a large tree that had been struck by lightening in one of our recent storms. As we were looking at the tree a car pulled up from the house at the end of the road. The man rolled down his window and the following conversation occurred:

Him: You know you're on private property.
Us: We're just walking through and stopped to look at the tree.
Him:Well, this is private property.
Us:We've walked through here for years.
Him:Well I've never seen you before.
Us: We come up from the path through the woods
Him: All of that is private property. From those boulders on.
Us: Um...OK...thanks.

He drove off, and we continued our walk. Considering that there were no signs posted, and that it wasn't late at night, we weren't suspicious, littering, loud, teenagers making out, stalking his house, or even within 500 feet of his house... I didn't see the need to stop and inform us three distinct times that this was indeed private property. I really wish the dog had left him a present.

So long old friend

We sold my old car last night. Which is of course a good thing. But this was my first car. I've had it for 11 years. It's been a good one. Well, until the past two years, when something seemed to go wrong once a month. But all that aside, I was pretty attached to it. It really was hard not to cry when I signed the title over.

And I think (not to sound corny), that's all I have to say about that.

The world's clumsiest person

That's right folks step right up and see her. See her amazing feats of clumsitude! She is simultaneously able to fall flat on her rump while managing to both scratch her face and pop herself in the jaw with her own fist! It's amazing I tell you!

Friends are the greatest

I've been pretty down today, the weather's dreary, I'm not feeling too great. Then I get an email from my friend:

Why is it that the same woman who NEVER washes her hands after using the ladies room ALWAYS uses one of those little toilet seat covers?
I run into her often in there, and she is the singlemost reason I have started to use a paper towel to open the door before I exit.

Cheered me right up. Thanks T.

I know everyone's been a teenager but, were we REALLY like that?

Last night Andy and I went out to dinner. Sitting in the same area with us was a group of about 10 highschool kids. They were yammering too much so I couldn't catch specific quotes ala In Passing. But I can say the word 'penis' was throw around quite a few times, the word 'like' even more, as well as what seemed to be a semi-serious discussion on the merits of various Batman portrayers. All three of them.

And sadly something that sounded remarkably like "you know like one of those old 80's movies."

Even sadder, sitting there eating we both kept thinking that they were remarkably LOUD.

When did I turn in to a fogey?

You know you've been married a while when...

Inspired by my newly redesigned alumni page (kudos Dave!) I started flipping through my highschool yearbook yesterday. When I got to the G's I started looking for my picture, wondering why it wasn't there. Until I realized DUH! my maiden name started with an S. I guess this means I've adjusted well, eh?

Skidamarink a dink and ink and ink...

Arrow decided to have a little fun yesterday. With an ink pen. On the carpet in our master bedroom. Great big blotchy black blobs and little blobs from his paws down the hallway. Have I mentioned that our carpeting is cream colored?

All I can say is thank goodness for Resolve carpet cleaner, the wet vac I got for my birthday a year or so ago, and for water soluble ink.

Must...sleep...

When the alarm went off this morning I thought "If I can just feed the dog and let him out, I could go back to bed for another 45 minutes."

My clothes were already cleaned and ironed, I didn't feel the need to eat breakfast, or read the funnies, or anything else in my normal routine.

I just wanted a little more sleep.

It was definitely worth it.

Whoa...

I hadn't blogged in a few days and they changed the format on me! Everything looks clean and shiny....cool.

I ain't the only one!

See! other people do it!

Random-ness

For some reason I was thinking about the movie "It's a Wonderful Life" this morning, and the two policemen Bert and Ernie. Which of course, are also two Muppets.

Then I was wondering why Jim Henson picked those two. Did he have a fondness for that movie? Were they just good generic names? Or did Rosencrantz and Guildenstern just not flow as easily off the tongue when thinking of background characters?

What do they put in these? Crack?

I've become addicted to meatball subs. I've had one every week for the past month or so. There have been plenty of healthier options available, but when I see those meatballs waiting to be put on a bun with a lovely slice of provolone melting on top... I just can't help myself.

I can curl my tongue

I'd sort of forgotten. One of those things you don't spend a lot of time thinking about. This morning the whole way to work I curled and uncurled my tongue,

It was a fun commute.

Freebie

In a mad sugar craving without anything edible in the vending machines, I started browsing the web for delicious-ness. This is a dangerous habit of mine. It leads to buying way too many punds of Swedish Fish from Candy Warehouse or a very large bag of Chai from Box of Goodies.

This time however disaster was averted. Jelly Belly's website has a cool deal, where you fill out a survey and they send you a free sample bag of jellybeans. You have to catch it at the right time of day. They limit themselves by restricting when you can fill out the survey and change that time randomly each time. Thereby ensuring you'll visit their site alot and will eventually give them personal information.

Ok, well I did, and yesterday I got my free bag in the mail.

Yum. Yum and free. Can't get any better.