Now the outfit

Date is a green light go. Easier than I thought. Hopefully no embarrassment to follow. Now I just need to find the clothes. Thanks to everyone who helped out!

Thank you friends (seriously sarcastic here...but really)

Ok so I have been conferencing with a few people about potential dates for this fiasco that I could be a part of at work. Its a surprise birthday party for my boss (the dad). So my criteria are that the guy must be an ok time (I need someone to talk to), must exhibit a certain amount of class, AND must be able to deal with some high profile people being there with out asking for a picture or autograph or whatever. SO here are the things that my "friends" have come up with.

L: "Go to my FB and look up Nick. He would be good. He works for the post office. He walks the mail and such."...what does that even mean? How does mail delivery qualify you for a good (and most importantly non embarrassing) time?

A: "Ill dress like a guy and go"...ok sure, I'd love to have a "drag queen" type date. Good. THAT fits my criteria.

M: "How about J or S. Sure they like anime but they are quite (even if its awkwardly so) so they won't embarrass you. Or I know how about C? He is social and he loves sports...but he is married."...Oh good. Maybe I could dress up as my favorite Pokemon. Better yet I can just be like, Hi Mrs. C, I know I don't know you but could your husband be my date to a work like function for the evening since he is social and into sports?....

In an effort to take matters into my own hands I opted to go to Jerry's Bait Shop and listen to a Christian band sing with a friend of mine (who is friends with all the band). (I was disregarding the fact that I generally dislike Christian music considerably and they are of the "metally screamy" genre which I dislike even more. So I go, she knows my intentions and says all the guys are really great guys. It turns out they are...however they all wear skinny jeans, have spacers and face piercings, and tattoos. Now the skinny jeans I'm personally against...man shall not wear jeans tighter than women (it was on the fine print of the first of the tablets that God/Moses wrote the 10 commandments on) however the other things are fine with me (spacers and tats and odd assortments of lip piercings). HOWEVER since I have to tell Dom and Stella (if they ever ask about my own tattoos) that they were "a big mistake and that Santa Claus didn't visit me for three years after I got them" (and I believe they added if I could work in tears that would be great), I don't think spacers, tattoo sleeves, and lip piercings will work well for this. Additionally I didn't really "click" with anyone even in the friendly way. Sigh.

Day 1 of "Find myself a sophisticated non date date" did not turn out like I hoped.

I need a freaking sophisticated date...gah!

Life...its good. I have a sweet new ride (an 08 altima that is pimped out with heated leather seats, moon roof, keyless start and all the things that razzle dazzle me and make me do a jig as I walk to my car). I'm excited for daylight savings and the extra hour(s) of daylight that start soon. Maybe I can stay up later than 10:00 at night now and actually get things done.

Work is good and the fam is good. I have slowed down a bit and been in town with a whole free weekend. Saturday I didn't shower or put on makeup or prepare myself for anything all day. The only time I left my apartment was for a run! Otherwise I sat myself on the couch and read. I also did a little sorting and cleaning with a glassish of wine to motivate me (yes I drank alone and it was glorious...).

No crazy stories to be told. I've somehow been too busy to do anything to crazy or embarrassing. I DO however need a date here in April so I will be holding interviews for that soon. I have this quasi sophisticated even that is being thrown by my employers. This means that I can't take a date that: drinks to much, has yet to master the English language, won't be goggled eyed by professional athletes, has sound hygiene and table manners, AND I will have fun with. Picky I know but a girl can't be embarrassed at work functions. Regardless this narrows my "friend date" field to about none and since I'm still on actual dating sabbatical I'm at a loss for who I will choose. Sigh. I'm currently taking applications. Even if they meet MOST of the above criteria. Regardless it should be a comical process. Oh life...such obstacles!!!!!!

Skiing, its not for the elevation sick

Ok. So I went to Denver this last weekend with A and some of her friends. WOWZA. I had a great time going but let me tell you I learned some lessons. FIRST let me say I am a HORRIBLE skier. I understand the physics of it. Easy. Simple. However somewhere in the space between my brain and my legs the message gets lost in the synapse because I sure cant do it. I go about 10 feet at a furiously fast pace and then fall. The good news is I'm a champ at getting back up AND I (as A says) have no "fear of falling" (which is funny because falling is way less scary to me then skiing down a mountain side with people all over). Regardless I didn't even make it down the green. Then I got sick (due to the elevation, BOO) and spent the rest of my day horrify unsuspecting people by hurling my guts up in the public restroom of the ski resort. It was awesome and not at the same time. A good weekend if nothing else. Life lesson # 312: I can't ski and living in a place with high altitude may be a good diet plan for me but not so good for the head.

Beyond tumbling down a small portion of a Colorado mountain and puke splater getting all over my ski stuff because I refuse to get on my knees and put my head too far in a public toilet, life has been good. I have actually made some progress and have a small inkling of desire for a career. Now don't get too excited I don't know if I want to do this yet, but the idea is there. I have even researched it a little. I, at this point, may want to be a therapist that specializes in life coaching. I'm not sure. I will take any helpful feedback from anyone on this one. I have several concerns:
1. What if I spend all this money and then don't like it.
2. What if I get too emotionally attached
3. What if I just want a glamorous job (is this glamorous? Maybe...well sometimes people are this in movies so maybe).

Hmmm. Life is always so much more difficult than I had planned. The good news is that its nap time so I'm off to enjoy.

Random Thought of the Day: If I were a shrink, what color would I paint the walls of my office?

OH...I wish I were an oscar meyer wiener

At times I have to wonder if growing up is all its cracked up to be. Today I watched the kids I nanny, run around with a balloon (1 each) trailing behind them. They chased each other with those balloons for hours today. There wasn't even helium, merely a simple balloon on a string. The joy that came from that balloon was astounding (to say the least).

I've been thinking about what my balloon is as a 24 year old. I'm not sure I have one. Maybe I do have a balloon but I've become so used to it follow me on the string that I just don't realize my hand is clutched so tightly, unwilling to lose it on my mad dash from the kitchen to the living room. Either way I want to know. I want to find my balloon or take a second to look back and recognize it. I think that is my goal. Before my quarter life crisis (which is quickly approaching) I hope to find my balloon and run for a little while!

10 Funniest/Best Things That Occurred in MN

1. Seeing Katie and Family
2. Nate (3 years) coming into my room at 5am (because he had been in bed the night before when I arrived) and he had been waiting for me for forever! (This would also make my top 10 worst things list due to the hour...seriously 5 am!)
3. Nate asking me where my ears were when my hair was down
4. Nate telling me my hair was like curly fries
5. Reading books with Noah (20 months)
6. Seeing Lake Superior
7. Avalanche Bars
8. Political discussions with Adrian...ooops :)
9. Finding ski pants at hugely discounted rates! Yeah MN!
10. Everyone who spoke reminded me of the moms voice from the cartoon "Bobby's World"

Random Thought of the Day: If I lived in MN where they refer to shots (of the medicinal kind) as "pokes" would I petition FB to get rid of the "poke" application? (Regardless of the fact that I should petition them to get rid of it anyway.)

Cupcake please

So I tried to wake up early today to go to the gym, didn't happen. I even put my alarm in the bathroom so I would have to get up. I did. I got up, went pee, and then laid back down for an hour and a half. I didn't even go back to sleep fast. How lazy can I get? Alas I will go tonight.

Today was a rather uneventful day despite (or perhaps inspite of) my late wake up. Last night I bought my ski gear so I can go skiing with my dear friend A in Colorado in a few weeks! I'm gonna look sweet!!! So I have been wearing around my new jacket looking pimp. People are impressed, I can feel it. :)

After buying my BA ski gear last night I was in the club house work out room with this awesome lady who is in there often with me. I genuinely enjoy this woman. I don't know her name (its been too long and I can't ask again) but we chat for several times a week. Its odd that some random person can bring so much joy to an hour of your life but it brightens my whole night when she is there if I'm running on the elliptical or whatever. Last night we watched BET and she clapped along when Mary J Blige was singing. It was awesome at its most awesome, so thanks for that lady that I know who's name I do not. I aspire to be like you and bring random joy to people I encounter!

Finally, I have been considering (after my nap during the kids nap time) several things today. Less funny more serious. I hear so many of my friends say they are lonely, have no clue what they are doing, feel lost...etc etc. It seems to be a resounding theme. I wonder what it is that we are looking for or what kind of clue we should have. I'm coming to recognize that we are not lost, merely in the waiting place that Dr. Sues aptly Describes in Oh The Places You Will Go. I'm not sure how I feel about it. While I respect Dr. Sues, I think he often gets it wrong (I truly dislike green eggs and ham) and I wonder if I am the type of person that will escape it. I hope so. Hmm. Maybe I should write picture books for the 20 year olds. I'll put it on the list of possibilities!

Hope life finds my 4 followers well! :) I need to find my other blogger friends.

Random Thought of the Day: Who will take Oprah's place when she is gone? Maybe Ellen? Maybe me? (Another possibility on the list. And I used to think I didn't have aspirations!)

If you are a pedifile, I'm 24 so move on...but if your tall dark and handsome...well lets talk ;)

So I have been peer pressured into blogging again for the soul purpose of allowing Brittany to stalk my life. While I'm not sure its a good thing, I (as usual) caved to peer pressure. So let the blogging begin...

Perhaps I should begin with a shakedown of where life is (because if you don't know me, or didn't spend hours of your life sitting in a variety of eating and drinking establishments in Columbia, Missouri with me last Saturday, you may not know what my life is about). I spend a lot of life doing not a lot of anything noteworthy. I'm working as a nanny for two cute kids and hanging out with friends. I'm also spending some time at church and contemplating what spirituality means to me post college as a single and frequently average 24 year old woman.

I have some close friends and some not so close friends that I pass free time with. We often end up at a bar, restaurant, or one anothers house (a positive for the "young adult with no aspirations" is that even if some of you still live at home you usually have at least a FEW friends that have their own place).

On to thought(s) of the day (because we all know I'm a rambler even in type:

So yesterday I was sitting with one of my small groups (which I love, you all know who you are J, T, A, and M!) and we decided that T needed to trip it to the bar for the first time EVER as a 30 year old woman. I was, naturally, the one chosen to decide where to go. Similarly my other small group appointed me as the "bachelorette party planner". So I'm starting to wonder what this means for me?

Am I so crazy that I'm "that friend" amongst my church group? Am I truly more "wild" than others. I grew up in a town that wasn't ashamed of fun times, perhaps a little humility could be afforded. However, I feel I'm rather tame as far as life goes but that isn't the feedback I'm getting. Sweet Jesus please tell me I'm not the crazy girl that everyone knows. And to think I used to think I would make an excellent politicians wife. Whats that country song about God's greatest gifts being unanswered prayers. Yeah well, even though Jackie O and I jive on whats fashionable it turns out I'm the church friend lush which doesn't bode well for my future first lady aspirations.

I feel a need to spend further hours contemplating this. Perhaps receive feedback from friends and acquaintances. Regardless I'm leading my group to the den of Inequity this month! Should be an awesome time, woot woot!

Random thought of the day: What if the hokey pokey really IS what its all about?