Why I Love Sunday School

Did I ever tell you that I had a blind date at church? I did. It sounded like a totally safe idea at the time because there's no pressure to talk when you're in church...always a plus for me. Although repeating that now sounds a little blasphemous now. Oh well if I didn't get struck for it then, I'm probably OK. But I digress.

My date showed up just before sac. Let me preface this by saying that he had asked if I wanted to attend his ward or mine. I said mine, which was probably not the better of the two options, but I had made a prior commitment which prevented me from attending when his ward started.

We walked in together and sat down, he didn't sit too close which was nice, but we didn't talk much as mentioned earlier. Sac is not social hour...although there are some who demonstrate otherwise. So sitting there I was wearing flip flops and had my legs crossed. He reached over and slapped it off my foot from behind. Oh yes, it went flying forward. I was completely embarassed. Thankfully we were sitting in the sinners and horse theives row(aka the back row), so I retrieved the shoe with little ado.

The remainder of sac was not very eventful other than I noticed he kept staring at my hands which were folded neatly over the hymnal in my lap.

After sac we headed to Sunday School where he told me that he was making dinner for him and his roomies, and would probably have to leave early. No biggie. I don't remember anything about the lesson other than who was teaching. I have "old people" scriptures. The bigger than the standard ones. They're the size that you get when you're an HP I think it's a rule of some sort ;)

I was sharing with him because he didn't bring his, he had reached out his hand to look read along as well.

OR SO I THOUGHT! With both of my hands positioned under the book and one of his under it as well he kept touching my hand! I was so flustered I couldn't even focus on what was being said! Me with my limited experience was all Is he trying to hold my hand or what!?!? If he is I'll let him take it...I'd be okay with that.

He went in several times for the kill, but never successfully executed. I was not positive at the time that that was his aim, but had it confirmed several weeks later when talking to him about it. Somewhere in there he also said I had "hot" hands. I'm thinking he meant hot as in hawt not like sweaty nasty.

Take that for what you will.

I still laugh about it.

Did I Ever Tell You...

one of my long standing dreams has been to own my own radio station...so I could play whatever I wanted whenever I wanted instead of the over-played machine produced groups and songs. Don't get me wrong some of those songs are favorites, but I also like the lesser known and never aired songs that most people go through out life never hearing...

OK so I'm not trying to get on the soap box about indy groups or anything, just trying to say there are a lot of unexplored territories when it comes to air time on the radio.

I came up with this "idea"/goal of mine and about two years later those different stations started cropping up that "play what they want." Yeah I couldn't help but laugh. I even said the beauty of owning my own station would be simply that I wouldn't have to take requests, and (before I knew a little better) I wouldn't have to play commercials...ha we all know that would be a difficult feat to accomplish unless I was independently wealthy, which would be uh-may-za-zing but let's face it even if I was IW the money would still have to come from somewhere so unless I just had buckets of the stuff pouring in due to the adoring fans who love my varied and deranged taste in music, it'd all be up to me...But the $$ has to come from somewhere, "You can't keep priming the pump, Frank."

Music has always been an obsession of mine. I go through phases, and there is something in almost every genre that I like...no lie. I steer clear of the totally scary though ;)

If this gives you any indication of my musical tastes I've got about 12 playlists here and another online "station" all my own.

In conclusion I heart music, and lots of it.

It All Comes Out In the Wash

So I’ve been super busy, right?

Ya dang skippy!

Anyway in all my hurriedness and having priv-ah-leg-hes of the bathroom near the inch worm’s quarters I can’t be showering at all hours like I used...kinda stinks…and so do I for that matter...ick! I have to plan better about when I shower etc it’s tricky and uses prime time for reading blogs getting other stuffs* done. ;) At any given moment throughout my day I am usually attempting two or more things at once.

I digress.

That is one of the perks of where I work. Including having their own gym, they also have a mini locker room complete with 2 showers. (Insert Heavenly Chorus Here). Thankfully I’d worked too many hours this week. (How often is that a blessing?**) so I took myself a nice leisurely shower, and let me tell you I-feel-fabulous! And yes, I just sang that.

This might just become an every day thing. Not the washing, that's already an every day thing, I mean showers in the middle of the day at work...it helps take the edge off.


*and by “stuffs” I essentially mean putting together a new life…new job, new living situation, packing, moving, planning a major activity, etc.

**Side Note: Unsanctioned OT is sooo not Kosher especially in the department I work for. Heaven knows otherwise I’d happily accept…I’m already here. Why not?

My Name is PK

& I support this message...or more appropriately the cause behind it. ;D



*updated to add gratuitous visual fluff*

Skimmy Dipping 6

There actually is a Dr. McCracken! However I don’t think this one is a Scottish Therapist…

We're Going to Forks....Is That Somewhere Between Knife & Spoon?

OK So I couldn't help myself! This made me giggle too much not to share with the rest of you! :D

moo baa la la la

Have I mentioned what my job or more rather my life, is like lately?


Yeah thought so. With everything that's been going on I barely have a spare minute to think or even, *GASP* blog. It's tragically delicious... No, I refuse to have anyone pity me. The only thing worse than a pity party for one is a well attended pity party.



I know that these are some really big trials right now, but maybe it will help me to figure out what direction I want to go in other areas of my life.

Yeah...I can definitely scratch event planner off my list.

LOL this post has taken a surprisingly different turn that I had originally intended...

(That's my segue)

The thing is that with the current level of stress and frustration that I am currently experiencing. When I see or hear things that would break the camel's back so to speak two things will happen either

1. I keep getting this mental image of a cartoon beating himself with a hammer over the head...or something of the like(start watching around 4:55 and you'll see better what I mean). Which raises a good question...what the crack kind of movies did I watch as a kid? seriously we used to watch this one a lot. I think some innuendos were completely lost on us due to age, but some of it was seriously inappropriate period...sadly I still own the movie and I'll probably watch it at some other time...just not right now. No not saying my parents were bad parenters it's just weird and maybe I'm overly self righteous I digress and this is much longer than necessary so... on to number

2. I find myself at a loss for words and the only thing that comes to mind is "moo baa la la la."

Have you ever seen that book before?

and since when does a pig say la? I thought they said oink? Even that seems like a bit of a fallacy

That is all.

Heh?

What do Ronald Weasley and I have in common?

Well my hair is slightly reddish, but that came out of a bottle.


Give up?

I'll tell you!

Red envelopes.

I have been going through some very trying times at work. Mingling that with rather untech savvy communiqués makes for even more stress. I was reminded today of this particular scene from HP numero dos, and I couldn't help but laugh just a little.

Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner?

I MET KLIN!
I MET LAUREN!
I MET NANCY FACE!

And several other wonderful girly bloggers last night the Queso-Cake Factory. I think Klin’s Mr. might have also earned a new moniker? But I’m not entirely sure about that one. Dinner was tasty and conversation was great. I have to say that Lauren looks something like the IRL version I pictured of Rosalie. Kinda funny. Don't believe me? Check out the pictures.

Glittersmama told me to say hi to Klin if she was there, and to my happy surprise she was! I’ve always enjoyed her comments on posts, and have to admit I hadn’t read her blog much…but I think I might be picking that one up on a more regular basis now.

The Face women are just as kind IRL as they are on their blogs, which makes events like this completely worth it. One of my favorite comments of the evening yesterday was said before everyone showed up; and the few of us who had arrived a little early were realizing that we were all there for the party. “I feel like it’s a blind date.” It was kind of that feeling of I’m excited to meet these people, but I really have no idea what they look like. haha.

It also helps that there was a lot of tasty food to go around. I’d never been to Cheesecake Factory before, and I will definitely be going again…but it probably won’t be any time soon it was ex$pen$ive, but that probably has more to do with the fact that I got two slices of the house special..."one for me and one for hee"



This kid has coined some of my favoritest expressions.

Take a Hike Ike...

This one's for my friends. Recently I've fallen in love with this particular song by Muse. I thought the title was somewhat fitting for my friends in Tay-hah-s. Also last night I watched The Forbidden Kingdom...at least that's what I think it's called. I really liked it and have been thinking about it all.day.long.today. I'm just crazy like that is all.



And to this may I also add that you find some of the most bizarre videos on youtube? I'm just sayin'

My Job...

There is another part of this film, which I was reminded of today while at work. When Lily Tomlin's character is given a memo by the office rat fink about nit picky details which make work a living double dose of hockey stick love her response is "Thanks Roz. I know just where to stick it."

When there is another interaction between the two ladies about another similar type memo and Roz asks Violet if she got her memo. Violet's reply? "Yeah, Roz I tore right through it."

I couldn't help but chuckle when my supervisor came back to me today with a copy of something that I didn't really need, and thought to myself..."I know just where to stick it." 0;D

Today Is a Movie Day...

...enjoy!

Savor the Flavor

One of my very dear friends sent this to me, and I just had to share with my blogging buddies! I used to sing this song and do the arm motions all the time with my sisters when we were kidlets.