CORY

I had Hammer Pants

2011-04-29T08:14:00.000-07:00

Last night at school, I was talking to this cute cute girl. Age; 19. I was telling her something that I then followed up with holding up two fingers, an L and then a Quit motion. (Because, it was too legit to quit). She looked at me blankly. Then I got nervous. So I followed that up with singing the lyrics while doing the hand motions. Nothing... Then I got up and did my hammer dance.. No reaction. So, I asked her. "Don't you know who MC Hammer is?!" She replied with "I have no idea what you are talking about." I looked at another girl in the room who was as shocked as I and said "Whaaaat?!" After feeling sufficiently bullied, she replied with this little gem. "Well, I'm not thirty five."

Yep. There are girls out there who didn't own hammer pants that were splattered with day glow paint. And there are girls out there who think I am thirty five. (Or at least who give me crap because I'm so old)

My dance would have been better had I been wearing my hammer pants. Also, the video shows him in a skin tight shorts romper jumper thing. We are ALL fortunate I didn't have one of those.

What do these things add up to?

2011-04-12T12:49:00.000-07:00

Pizza + Soda + a Couple Dinosaurs + a favorite cartoon from my past + this little guy = ?

It adds up to my Thursday afternoon lunch date with my good friend Greyson E.. He made me laugh, made fun of me and through an unfortunate bathroom ‘pulling up the pants’ incident where I got pee water on my face from toilet back splash. So yeah… I had a nice time.

Please watch if you want to see one of my all time favorite cartoons. I think it could be because I love the park rangers voice... or I love the dance... or when I watch it I can help but dance... or because even now to this day when I am picking up litter I still sing the song... You'll see. It's perfect.

Happy Birthday Mammy

2011-04-10T11:58:00.001-07:00

Here’s something to know about my Mom. She has, for the last ten years, talked steadily about how she wants a potting shed. My Dad and her bought a home in Wellsville that came equipped with ONE old chicken coop and ONE big dream to make that chicken coop into my Mom’s potting shed.

As you can imagine, no potting shed is complete without an adorable work surface for potting plants… So for her birthday this year, Randi, my Dad, and I made her a Potting table.

First you need some manpower

Second- you need a sister who is good at reading directions

Third- you need me to hand screws to people

Fourth- you need mustard color paint and Wha..La.

I really love how it turned out and I hope my Mom gets to use it in her Potting shed.

Also: We did some of the construction in my Grandma’s house. I took a picture of the most bizarre decoration. It’s a rock that lights up. A Rock. That Lights Up...

If you don’t have one… GET ONE

2011-03-29T07:51:00.001-07:00

One of my B-day presents this year (If you missed it, then I am waiting patiently for my card with cash to arrive in the mail) was a Microwave Popcorn maker! Can you wrap your head around that? Popcorn, you pop in the microwave… It’s absurd. I know. But trust me, I love it.

So, here’s what you do. You buy some kernels from the store. I didn’t buy mine as they were attached to my gift but they were the regular old Jiffy Pop. Then you put about a quarter cup into the maker and pop for three minutes. Then if you are me, and you like garlic, and you like butter, then you should melt some butter and add some garlic salt and mix it over the top. A little goes a LOOONG way. Then you just ‘Pop it like it’s hot.. Pop it like it’s hot… Into your mouth’ and enjoy.

Also- does using something like this make me an environmentalist who is being ‘Going Green’ conscientious? Yeah, I didn’t think so.

You know what I Love?

2011-03-26T11:04:00.001-07:00

I love Loud, Floral, Colorful, Obnoxious-Cotton or Flannel Sheets- I love them. Egyptian Cotton.. You are a snob and a half. I care more for color than for thread count. Sometimes after a busy and arduous day, the highlight becomes climbing into a warm bed; running my hands across my flamboyant sheets and falling asleep immediately.

Here is one of my favorite pictures of Ernie. He’s just getting settled. He was by far the best dog to snuggle with.

I love making my Mom laugh. I love when she makes me laugh. I love when she kicks my ass at SkipBo. She’s a fun lady and I love to spend time with her.

I love puppy bellies. I mean, if you get a good look at this little puppies belly, can’t you almost just imagine how soft and adorable it is? I just love dogs. I also love this pic of one of my Sister’s good friends Hailey. Her bangs are fantastic. And, the best thing about Hailey, aside from her cuteness, is that she gives me teen novels to read. And for that, I am exceedingly thankful.

I love this picture my friend Catie took of the house I grew up in and where my parents still live. I had her come out and take pictures of the house because those huge trees had to be cut down. My heart broke that day. But, I have great pictures to look back at thanks to Catie. My bedroom used to be the top one. The room was amazing. It had slanted cielings and paneling. **Paneling- the most hideous thing to ever be mass produced and sold to home-owners. Although it was hideous, I loved it. Up until that year I saw ‘The Changeling’ where the murdered boy in the rocking chair had a room that looked terribly similar to mine. That was the year Randi hosted me in her room and let me sleep with her in her twin bed. That’s a good Sister right there.

I love this music. It makes me feel happy and makes me cry and then makes me happy again. The video is very short and the quality is shaky and poor, due to my terrible camera skills.

Grand Staircase Escalante

2010-06-12T09:00:00.000-07:00

I have a poster in my office of ‘The Grand Staircase Escalante’. Occasionally my work Mom will come over and we will sit in our chairs facing the poster and take a mini vacation of sorts. It’s a small thing that sometimes keeps me from tipping over the edge of insanity.

Today, we were having a meeting and someone at the meeting made a reference to ‘circling the wagons’. I, to this day, have no idea what the hell that means. Circle the wagons? Is it like, ‘Get your ducks in a row’? I don’t know.

After the meeting, work mammy sent me an email that said.

“Is stairway escalade free of ambushes for wagons?”

I sat and stared at my computer for about two minutes thinking about this not knowing what it meant.

Turns out, that email meant (after clarification):

Just wondered if the grand stairway escalante is available to bring the wagons to. Don’t want any ambushes.

I love talking in code. It makes me feel so much smarter than I actually am.

On a side note… have you ever read any of the notes you used to pass in Junior High or High school as an adult? I read one that was so full of code, I had no idea what I was talking about. I remember someone in my note being referred to as ‘Tomato’. He had red hair.

Pirates Booty

2010-05-26T21:46:00.000-07:00

There was a 'Pirates Booty' sale going on at my school yesterday. They had all sorts of things on sale like Chap stick, textbooks, shears, gloves, temporary tattoos... I decided to look through the books since I am always interested in reading. I went through my usual steps while looking for books:
1- Is the cover attractive?
2- Does the title sound okay/interesting?
3- Can I afford it?

I found a book with an attractive cover and the title sounded magestic... "Sundays at Tiffany's"... And the price was originally 6.99 marked down to less than 2 dollars. So, it fit all my requirements.

I was debating on whether I should get it or not and then saw the slogan on the front that pretty much made me HAVE to get it.... "What if your imaginary friend from childhood was your one true love?"

Yeah. I don't even understand what it could possibly mean; it sounds so bizarre that I just have to read it. I will keep you posted. I am hoping that it is a Drop Dead Fred meets Breakfast at Tiffanys meets a Back to the future type story. I am certain it is going to blow my mind.

Be Happy

2010-05-22T15:47:00.000-07:00

I was saying goodbye to a co-worker the other day. (This was after she quizzed me on whether I was the annoying co-worker or not).

Results: I am a mix. I can’t sit on a good piece of gossip which makes me annoying but I also won’t forward emails to everyone and their dog which calculates to me being only mildly annoying. This doesn’t actually surprise me.

After the quiz I was saying goodbye to her and wished her a good weekend. She wished me the same but then finished it with ‘Be happy’

Wouldn’t it be great if these wishes we had for one another were true. Wouldn’t it be great if because I wished her a good weekend, that she would truly have one. Nothing bad or boring or upsetting would happen on her weekend. And wouldn’t it be great that if she wished me to ‘Be happy’ that I could sit back and let the wish take me over and I could be happy despite… anything.

Be happy with who I am

Be happy with what I do

Be happy with where I am in my life

Be happy with how I feel

Be happy with who I am friends with

Be happy with my family

Be happy with my relationships

I think if I could, I would wish happiness upon every person I care for. At the very end of everything, at the closing of the day, (insert other cliché here), at the very least, I should just be happy.

So that’s what I’m trying to do. Be happy.

Snacks. I like that word. Snacks.

2010-03-23T07:46:00.001-07:00

I know it is only Tuesday… but I think I am in love with my new snack this week. (It’s a new snack because I finally went grocery shopping)

Banana….with Peanut butter!

Yum yum…

Now, I haven’t always been kind to the Banana. I even wrote a post about how I resent them. But my feelings have changed. There’s a new wind a blowin this week and that wind smells like Banana’s and peanut butter.

Besides me sharing this insignificant food detail with you, I am also seeking knowledge. Strike knowledge. I am actually seeking ideas. What is your favorite (Easy) snack? I have to pack all my food for the day practically because I go straight from work to school. So, easy snack ideas sure would be helpful.

COMPLETELY UNRELATED FOOD PICTURE. THIS IS OBVIOUSLY NOT A BANANA.

Seafood Salad

2010-03-19T12:34:00.000-07:00

I just finished this book and I’ve got to say, it was a delight.

I enjoyed every minute of it. Jeff Garland writes his story of his addiction to food, going green and being one seriously funny guy. I loved it. I caught myself reading it with a smile on my face because I was so amused.

I choose you. I choose you. I choose you.

2010-03-18T11:50:00.001-07:00

Awhile back my good friend Catie posted a list of things she loves. I thought I would follow suit and share with you things I can't live without. (unless I'm out of money)

Favorite Make Up Item- Imagine there is a fire and your prize possessions consist of your make up bag. Let’s say that this fire burned up everything except ONE item. If I could pick which one item of mine that would be saved from burning in a fire… Wow. This analogy is wearing me out. I would pick… my eyeshadow from Mac. The one in particular I’m talking about is called ‘Brun’.

This is my favorite because I use it on my lids and then I can use it on my eyebrows. The rest of the stuff, burnt to a crisp, could be lost and I’d be fine. But then again, I’d be fine anyways because I could drive my car to the store and replace all of it, including Brun. Okay. No more analogies. My mind is going to explode.

Favorite Lotion- I love pretty much any kind with a few exceptions. I thought rather than list the ones I love, I would list the ones I cannot, under no circumstance, wear on my skin.

One- Sun ripened Raspberry from Bath and Body **I know I sound ungrateful, but almost every time anyone buys me lotion they buy this one. I say thank you and tell them I love them… ( you know, the usual bs) and then I re-gift them. I bet everyone re-gifts sun-ripened raspberry. If they haven’t then they surely will.

Two- Cucumber Melon from Bath and Body

Three- Burt’s Bee’s Honey hand cream- **I was given this and usually I love everything Burt’s Bees. It’s just this hand crème smells so much like honey that it almost takes my breath away.

Now that you know the three I will never use… we can move on. At the moment I am thoroughly enjoying ‘Jergen’s Naturals’ - the Hydrate one. I just read the bottle and it said 92 percent natural. The other 8 percent is most likely made up of baby calf fat and hoove shavings.

Favorite Blog- I read this blog daily

www.yummybro.com

I feel embarrassed about it because it’s A- crude B- chauvinistic & C-immature. The feminist in me knows it’s ridiculous. The rest of me loves it and laughs like an idiot at some of the things they talk about. Warning- Don’t go to the site if you are conservative.

Also- much like my Jergen’s lotion I have percentages as well. For instance- 18 percent of me is feminist. This can fluctuate depending if I’m angry or having a debate. The other 88 percent is made up of pure joy. That’s why I enjoy this blog so much; for the joy of it.

Favorite Book- ‘The Giver’. Read it. Do it. Then take a pill that will stop you from having stirrings. Then if you don’t and you break the rules, the elders will meet and the community will release you. (If you don’t get any of these references then you should now have even more motivation to read it. If you get all of those references then let’s chat some time. It will be as if we are true intellectuals…who read books written for children)

Favorite Song- My favorite this week is ‘Delicate’ by Damien Rice. I love this song. The live version is the best.

Favorite Guilty Pleasure Song of the week- Huey Lewis and the News- Stuck with you. This came on my iPod when I was cleaning and damn it’s a good song. I’m not going to post a video for this song. I’d prefer singing it to you. SO, if I see you and you want to hear it, then let me know.

Favorite Face Wash- I absolutely love with all my heart this face wash. It’s the Arcona kiwi cream bar. It is amazing. You wash your face with this and you feel all crisp and clean and your skin smells good and looks dewy and awesome. I am currently using something else because I ran out, but if I could pick one to use for the rest of my life, it would be this. Awesome.

Favorite Cleaner- Lemon grass cleaner- purchased at Hip and Humble. It is the color of a green apple jolly rancher and it smells delicious. Note: it doesn’t smell anything like a green apple jolly rancher.

Saddest News of the Week:

2010-03-12T07:43:00.001-08:00

My dummy head (mannequin) was stolen from school! And I just gave her a fantastic perm on Wednesday too. I’m worried that her captors will rinse her hair, not knowing that it could damage the integrity of her curls.

What gives me a small sense of comfort is that it’s about the only thing they could do to her, seeing as she is only a plastic head. Then again, she could be a thousand pieces of plastic and hair scattered along a freeway somewhere…

I never took a picture of her, so I took the liberty of drawing one. The likeness is uncanny even though it is straight from memory. If you find her, please return her to a safe place with a note for me. I’ll pick her up at anytime, anywhere. Unless I’m low on gas or it’s too far away or I’m busy.

Take my money Itunes. I don't need it.

2010-03-12T07:30:00.000-08:00

I downloaded this song last week:
I’m pretty sure I love it. I feel like I want to be wearing a smoking jacket and dancing around my living room while listening to this song.

It’s just that good.

Song- Don’t You Evah
Artist- Spoon
Album- Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga

Eminem Keeps Me Humble

2010-03-04T07:45:00.001-08:00

I take trax in the morning to work. Every once in awhile my favorite thing happens. I love..LOVE when people have their music on loud enough that you can hear what they are listening to. I love it mostly because, due to my experience, I’ve found that 90 percent of the music that is loud enough for recognition isn’t that great.

Example: This morning I walked from trax to my work and got into the elevator with a fellow passenger. She was about 40 years old with a lovely little blazer/skirt outfit on. She had gold hoop earrings and I’m guessing she was either Italian or Hispanic. Either way, she was very pretty.

The elevator doors closed and within the confines of the little box her music could be heard. She was listening to the sweet sounds of the *moled one.

Enrique Iglesias- Hero.
“I can be your hero bab-ay. I will stand by you forev-ah.”

I just thought it was funny. She looked like a lady who would celebrate the entire Inlesias collection.

The one time when this happened and I was totally judged (Rightfully so) was when I had my iPod at work and White America came on by Eminem. I usually listen to my music loud and so it was easily heard. I turned around and a janitor lady was right there and I could see it in her eyes. It was if she was saying… “Yeah. You’ve got a lot to complain about White girl.”

**Google tells me that Enrique got his mole cut off. I don’t want to know why. I just want to mourn the loss for a minute.

Cory Here

2010-03-03T11:35:00.001-08:00

I work in a cubicle at my office. Definition of cubicle- Little room made up of fake walls that only go up to the top of my head. Color- Pale gray blue slash green. Texture- Plastic

I am in the back cubicle and when people come in, I usually guess by the way they walk or their voice who it is. Sometimes, it takes a tap on the shoulder because I have my headphones on which follows by me promptly shrieking and then telling them that they scared me to death. …Which is obvious to them and yet I still give them an explanation.

I have a shredder bin in my office that holds all sorts of top secret data. I have a really important job. Anyway, it gets emptied every once in awhile and I always know when because the guy who empties it always announces himself as “Shredder Guy” in a loud voice as he comes in. I like it.

I’m going to start announcing myself. I’ve just got to figure the perfect thing to say.

I’m thinking at work I should go with “Billing Lady” This will be said in a sing songy voice rather than booming.

For school it will be- “Hey Guurl!” This is said like I’m 15 and it will be more of an address to one person but loud enough so others can see me and KNOW that I have arrived.

For friends houses or social gatherings of any kind- "I'm here for the gang bang." This is to be said in all seriousness.

Movie Review- 3 words or less....

2010-03-01T07:39:00.000-08:00

I LOVED IT!

Now go Netflix it and cry and swoon and admire the Beauty of Gerard Butler. Quick. Go.

My week, in review...

2010-02-26T07:53:00.000-08:00

This week has been a da-hoo-zay. (doozy) Here is a little Friday style re-cap.

Dance Parties- 1 and it was fantastic

Scary Movies Watched- 1 *

Haircuts- 1

Amount of Hair chopped off my head- 5.5 to 6 inches…although I swear it feels like a foot

Days missed from work- 3

Days where I slept more than I was awake- 3

Supplies gifted to me by Super Mom’s- Old lady tissues & face balm (via Jen), White Bean Chili & Shrimp Linguine-(via Catie)

Things I passed off in school- Written Test (100 percent Mom. 100 percent), Standard form male hair cut, Blow out style (grandma hair), virgin & retouch texturizer, dry & oily scalp treatments and 1 beautifully precise Brick lay perm wrap.

Best conversation of the week-
I was driving and talking on the phone….

Friend: “So, I’m having a coupon party. (insert interesting coupon cutting facts here)
Me: “Aaaahhh….I just cut someone off.”
Friend: “Oh, I thought you were cheering for coupons”
Me: “No I was screaming for safety”

New and old favorite (realization)- The fountain drink. I love them. I’m just a soda jerk…. Or like soda jerks… I don’t know. Either way, a good fountain diet coke is refreshing when beginning the 2nd part of a long day.

Best Song of the Week- Well, there’s a tie.
1- Peter Gabriel- In Your Eyes….. Swoon. There’s something so refreshing about Peter Gabriel. I think it’s because he’s friends with Phil Collins who is about as wholesome as apple pie.
2- Justin Timberlake- Carry Out…. Cause it’s me, you, you, me, me, you all night “Who knows what it means?... it’s provocative”

*The scary movie was 'The Orphan'. This movie was downright terrifying. I thought there were two things specifically interesting while watching this movie. The first was I was all snotty and sick and yucky and gross while watching it and was using chap stick. I just get done liberally applying it all over and Jen looks over at me and in all seriousness asked to borrow it. "Wha..What? No you can't borrow my chapstick."

The second was before the scary movie started about this crazy, sociopath Orphan kid, there was a 5 minute PSA about Orphans and how they really need good homes and yada yada. Sure, they need good homes but how many of them are going to beat you to death with a hammer? Why don't you put THAT in your public service announcement.

"It's like the Pot of Gold at the End of the Rainbow... Priceless."

2010-02-17T08:03:00.000-08:00

Look at my near and dear Chauffer-ess in the wee hours of this morning. Her name is Spanky and she is ‘Legitley’ a good person.

Handsome Fella Alert. Handsome Fella Alert.

2010-02-16T07:46:00.000-08:00

This is why I love to babysit this kid. I get to feed him candy...

Let him run up and down the hallway and play with the feather duster and Deano....

And then I send him home all sticky and hopped up on sugar.

One day.. he's going to learn my name. And it's going to be glorious

Holiday Plans

2010-02-15T07:00:00.000-08:00

Dear Presidents (Days of old to present)

Thank you for being recognized on Monday so I don’t have to work. Also, thanks for understanding the political world and wanting to be a part of it. I suspect a small piece of each and every one of your souls died(s) every day of your presidency, so thanks for taking one for the team.

Today, to honor my celebration of you… I am going to look at a penny for about 3 minutes and think about Honest Abe. Then I am going to make one of those paper things where you cut out strips of red and blue and you weave it like a basket. Then I’m going to take a nap and then I’m going to probably eat some lunch - and then I’m going to think about how I’m not at work and probably smile for a bit - and then when it’s time to go to school and I don’t have to go, I’m going to smile some more -and then I’m going to call it a day.

Happy Presidents Day.

Sincerely,

Cory

P.S. You’re welcome for me paying my taxes. I just hope it goes to building recreation centers for the old or parks for the kiddies or perhaps feeding the hungry. That IS what my taxes are going to… right?

Trivia- How can you tell you are trick or treating in Utah? When you go to someones door and they guess you are Brigham Young over Abe Lincoln..... This happened to me at age 10.

VD- Valentines Day... Not Venereal Disease

2010-02-12T12:19:00.000-08:00

Last night at school we had a Valentine’s Party. I was able to (lucky me) decorate a Valentines Box and there was a chance of me winning a 1st, 2nd or 3rd place prize.

Well, here she is.

I cut open the top of a chocolate box and added an adorable little handle and scotch taped her up real good. I was pretty sure I was going to place with a 1st or 2nd prize seeing as mine turned out so well.

I set it up to be judged by the others and I knew that they were all thinking about mine and how great it was. I would every once in awhile say something like, “I’m voting for number 2” or “Did you see the one with the handle…? So Cute!”

I voted for #1 because I thought it would be too obvious if I voted for myself. I waited with the other people to see who won.. and here’s how it turned out.

1st place- Bethany
2nd place- Chandra
3rd place- Whitney

Yeah… I was shocked, in awe and really disappointed, until I saw the prize which was a printed out piece of paper that you had to write your own name on saying you were the winner. I can make me one of those at any time at home without having to do anything spectacular.

Check out all the fancy Valentines..

P.S. The girl who won had this huge fish tank type valentines box complete with dangling cut out fishes that were pieced together by heart pieces. What an ass kisser!

I Wish These Would Come Back...

2010-02-10T12:58:00.001-08:00

But I guess if they came back then so would the long t-shirt so you could actually use the shirt clip. And if you have the long shirt and clip, then it would be criminal not to have the leggings with the elastic band that goes under your feet or those jeans that taper and zip up the back or sides of the ankles. And if you had those awesome jeans or leggings than it wouldn’t be complete unless you add some high tops or jellies.

I’d also need:
A mood ring
Plastic bracelets
Star shaped earrings, preferably dangly ones
Suspenders
Day glow nail polish
Purple eye shadow
A spiral perm… which ironically, I now know how to do.

And then… 100 dollars later (as per 80s cost of living rather than 2010) , I’d be looking fierce (naturally) but alas, I don’t have the money.

Frustrating experience... and me...

2010-02-04T10:55:00.000-08:00

...being very... VERY immature.

So, I had a really annoying experience the other day. It was annoying enough to the point where I angrily scrawled out a letter. I didn't really scrawl it. More like I typed it but I was still angry.

I never ended up sending the letter because I calmed down and decided that it really wasn't a big deal. I find that a lot of the time when I am mad, I just need to let it marinate and then forget about it. Anyway, today I was looking through my drafts and re-read the letter over again. It sounded smart, assertive and objective. And then I got to the P.S./Also part of the letter. I said...

"Also- 2010 called and they said you should update your system so you don't continue to screw people over."

Yep. It was truly a best of times/worst of times letter. I'm embarrassing and in hindsight, quite glad I didn't send my ridiculous letter.

I'm an Excellent Driver

2010-01-29T21:39:00.000-08:00

Drivers Ed was such a long time ago.... I'm getting old.

I remember for the two years between me getting my license and my sister getting hers, I had a personal driver. Randi was so nice and would pick me and my friends up or drop us off. Many a time you could find us picking up food at Taco Bell or buying Slurpee's. But I digress. During this time I was able to observe my Sister's exceptional driving. She never used to slow down when we went around corners. She would maybe tap on the break and then the next thing you know we had completed a full or half turn and I was still comfortable in my seat and mostly upright.

Once it was my turn to learn I was practically a pro. During my driving hours with my Driver's Ed teacher and fellow student passengers I was instructed on how to make a turn. The teacher said, "Now slow down and take this turn nice and easy." I did the turn at a snail pace and then when approaching the next turn I told him of my Sisters turning skills. He said, "Why don't you give it a try." So, I did. At full speed I turned the corner. The car jerked when I over corrected and the people in the backseat busted up laughing and my teacher just held onto his seat belt. I kept driving, feeling like an idiot. He didn't fail me. He just said, "That's why you slow down for corners."

My driving has improved (slightly) over the years. This morning I got a ride to work and when my driver didn't go through the yellow light I chastised her. Then I told her some tips and thoughts I have as a licensed driver.

1- If Yellow lights could talk, they would say in an encouraging voice... "Come on...quick, you can make it."

2- Speed Limit signs are just white noise. They get in the way and I don't even bother with them.

3- Don't try tricking me with fancy rules like yielding to pedestrians.... I've got the power. Move aside man in sneakers.

4- Yielding in general is easy. Just go without looking, clench your buttocks and say a prayer that you don't get hit.

5- Stop Signs are simply a suggestion.

My drivers Ed teacher and Randi taught me everything I know. And I know a lot.... Obviously

Please Comment

2010-01-06T09:59:00.000-08:00

The topic is the mean green. (Money) How do you save it? I could use some tips since I am trying to juggle paying for school, rent, savings, etc.

Any helpful tip you have would be... helpful. ie, helpful tip.

It Seems Like Something I Would Do

2010-01-05T07:35:00.000-08:00

If you haven’t met my sister, well, you are missing out. She’s great. I love her very much and know that she’s always been a better Sister to me than I have been to her. I’d like to, for the lack of a better word, dedicate this post to her. You crazy *flap tard.

Randi “Were you using my laptop?”

Cory “I don’t think so. Why?”

Randi “Well, it looks like someone was writing something and dedicated it to our family.”

Cory “Yes, it was me. It’s a letter to God telling Him how great you all are.” (said mockingly)

Randi “I was just wondering.”

Cory Silence followed by some thinking- That does seem like something I would do though… “How about I look at your computer when I get to your house… you know, just to make sure.”

* During the movie Ace Ventura, When Nature Calls there is a scene where Ace keeps giving Fulton a flat tire beyond the point of it being funny. (The first time you give someone a flat tire is comical. The 10th time, not so much.) Anyway, Randi thought Ace kept saying flap tard and therefore, every time she gave me a flat tire, she'd say flap tard. There was no convincing her, because she was certain.

She's like so whatever....

2010-01-04T10:51:00.000-08:00

I always thought that the most annoying sound in the world was the sound of an alarm clock while these two would argue….that this is.

Lloyd, Harry and I stand corrected though. We’ve finally figured out that the most annoying sound in the world is Avril Lavigne singing ‘Girlfriend’.

My new phone came with it as a ringtone so I now use it as my alarm clock ring because it literally annoys me from sleep. So, thanks Avril.

If you want to hear it and or see her being a total mean girl, then watch this. She’s a Biotch.

Guess What..

2009-12-30T07:43:00.000-08:00

I'm surrounded by really smart people. Surrounded. Why just the other day I heard this little gem.

"If you look for the negative... guess what... you're going to find it."

It's phrases like this that make me want to say "What the fu**". Why don't we just follow it up with statements like:

"If you don't get sleep... guess what... you're going to be tired."
"If you aren't nice... guess what... people won't like you."
"Tell me how you feel because... guess what... I won't know unless you tell me."

Truthfully, I'm not entirely annoyed by the original phrase because it's true. If you look for negativity, you will find it. It's the "Guess What" thrown in the middle there that offends.

Like I said, I'm surrounded. The only thing that makes me feel better is that I happen to say a lot of really stupid things that one could complain about. This makes me feel more cosmically balanced and less jerky.

I hope all had a Merry Christmas. Mine was amazing. I'll be posting pictures of how talented my family is in the next day or so because guess what... you just have to see them.

My Friend Bindy.....

2009-12-28T13:05:00.001-08:00

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Catie and I were spending our 1st annual night before Christmas Eve together at my house. The music was on, Catie was wrapping dozens of gifts and I was sewing bags and then pulling them apart and sewing them the right way. After we got done we decided to head on over to Village Inn as a reward for our efforts. It’s a really good restaurant…

So, while there we ate a lovely plate of Eggs Benedict and reflected on the splendor that is life. We finished up around 1:30 and decide to walk on home and get us some sleep. On our way we see a woman who is trying to flag down passerby’s to see if someone can give her a ride to a shelter.

The woman asked Catie and I if we had a car and we told her that we didn’t. Then about a second later we decided not to be A-holes and walked back to say that we were going to go get my brother’s car and would be right back. Why we lied about whose car we were going to be driving was confusing, but not as confusing as what came next. The woman asked what our names were and Catie said… “This is my friend Cassie and I’m” awkward, long and kind of weird pause.. “Catie.”

That’s right. There are literally hundreds of thousands of names and Catie couldn’t think of one. We turned and walked away and believe me, I gave her crap. She’s going to have a big career in espionage… that’s a given.

So, the night turned out fine. We ended up dropping the woman off at a shelter in the avenues and then heading home.

There was a lot of reflection on our way home.

A) Catie thought how funny would it have been to lean out the window and say, “Get in Loser. We’re going shopping.” You know… a subtle shout out to ‘Mean Girls’.
B) We both thought that next year’s 2nd annual night before Christmas Eve won’t be complete unless we find another person we can drop off at a shelter. So, that’s what we will do; go eat dinner at village inn and then comb the city streets for just the right person.
C) It’s kind of funny that Catie went to all the trouble of re-naming me because the entire time the woman was in the car talking to us, she referred to me as Cory. She’s a thinker that one.

Hee Hee Hee... Score. A Direct Hit.

2009-11-09T09:28:00.000-08:00

My fellow nerds and I will retire to the nerdery with our calculators. We should have something for you this afternoon.

Holiday Spirit

2009-11-05T07:47:00.001-08:00

I’m usually a poor sport. When it comes to Thanksgiving and Christmas, I’m usually bitching about something with regards to family parties and such. I know. I’m one of THOSE people. Well, I decided to change my outlook a little this year and see how it goes. For instance, in preparation for Halloween I watched the following movies in the month of October:

Coraline- really cool,
Drag Me To Hell- super gross
The Burbs- classic
Rope- interesting
Rear Window- loved it
Psycho- weird little buzzard
True Blood (most of season 1)- scandalously wonderful
Nightmare Before Christmas- amazing
The Birds- funny

So, I watched all these movies and what do you know… it totally got me into the spirit of Halloween. I also went to a few parties that were great. My costumes were as follows: Witch, Nerd, My Hispanic boyfriend Juan & a Zombie.

Unfortunately I only have my pics of Juan. He’s a real catch. He even has a new dog.

He was acting up at the party and really made me mad, but we are back together again.

I know… thanks guys for sticking through it with us through the bad times.

Now, I am preparing for November. A must watch is Home for the Holidays. This movie will knock your socks off in the funny department. I also make on an annual basis Thanksgiving rolls but I feel like I could do a little something more to get into the festivities. Any ideas?

It's Not OCD. yet.. But it's pretty close.

2009-11-02T13:40:00.000-08:00

Every time… and I mean EVERY time I go to the restroom… (What I do in there is none of your business, but for the sake of argument, let’s say I’m going number 1 since ladies don’t go number 2) I have to look into the shower or bath tub to make sure nobody is in there. Even if I’m at home and I know that nobody is there.

Peculiar. I don’t know why I do it. Actually, as I just wrote that, I do know why. My Mom and one of her siblings were hiding in the bathroom when they were kids and had to hide in the shower while her Dad went toity. So yeah, I know where it comes from. A) I never want to have to be in the bathroom when someone’s letting loose that I know and B) I never want to be on the pot and have someone listen or jump out and kill me.

I also imagine a blue eye staring back at me every time I look through a peep hole. That’s another story entirely. It’s chilling.

Anyway. Weird.

Side news: I was insecure about the term peep hole. It sounded a little risqué so then I googled door hole. Which is it people? I’m talking about the hole in your door that you look out to see who it is and whether you want to answer it or not. I didn’t have one awhile back and thus mistakenly answered the door to a saleswoman who sprayed liquid on a towel and said

“You could scrub it out, rub it out, or have Mike Tyson punch it out.”

Needless to say, no house is complete without a peephole. (door hole??)

Oh, Okay... Apparently I'm an idiot.

2009-10-08T08:19:00.000-07:00

I bought 'Women's One a Day' vitamins. I'm worried because I think I need stronger vitamins... ones that make me smarter. This morning I read the label for about 3 minutes trying to figure out how many of them I should take....Then I realized I'm an idiot.

Maybe I need some Ginko Biloba or something to feed my brain.

Dees- One of Our Favorite 4 Letter Words

2009-10-02T13:18:00.000-07:00

Before:

Happily Ever After:

Jen- "Who doesn't like Cheese fries? It's potatoes with Cheese on top."
Me- "Amen Sister."

Yeah, I'm talking to you Banana.

2009-10-02T07:35:00.000-07:00

Bananas.. sure, they are chuck full of potassium and are user friendly. But I resent them a little bit.

When I was little I was allergic to strawberries. My Grandma W. (who needs to get out of the hospital asap) used to have an old fall back dessert which was strawberry shortcake. So, naturally, she'd whip it up and get Randi a delicious looking strawberry shortcake and then she'd pull out a crusty old banana (dramatization) and cut it up for me. Have you ever seen a banana shortcake? It looks way less appetizing.

Although I like the taste of banana, I still resent them for not being strawberries. I know. I'm writing this down on my list of things to talk about with my future therapist.

Onward with my thoughts.. so, last week I went to a co-workers office for some candy and what did she have? Laffy Taffy's. I took four. (Because five would have been too much) I ate the good flavors first and was finally left with Banana. Eck. Not the best. And to top it off, here are the jokes on the blasted thing:

What were Tarzan's last words?
"Who Greased the Vine?"

Why did the boy throw butter out his window?
To see a butterfly

Thanks Laffy Taffy... for yucky candy and little Paul from MI and Kallie from CO for two of the worst jokes I've ever heard. Stay in school kids.

The Jerk Store Called.... and They Are Out of You.

2009-09-24T11:56:00.000-07:00

My perception of you, Michael Vick, is that you’re an asshole.
That’s my perception.

Regards in your future career with the Eagles. I hope you sprain you’re groin and have to go years before you can get an erection.
Cory

Read this article... on an empty stomach.

Excerpt:
According to the prosecutor's statement of facts in the case, between 2002 and 2007 Michael Vick and his co-conspirators Purnell Peace, Quanis Phillips and Tony Taylor killed thirteen dogs by various methods including wetting one dog down and electrocuting her, hanging, drowning and shooting others and, in at least one case, by slamming a dog’s body to the ground.

Michael Vick didn't make a mistake. He didn't "make a bad choice." Over a period of five years he forced dogs into deadly fights, and he personally killed, or conspired to kill, thirteen dogs. He didn't pick a quick, painless method of killing, but instead chose a variety of means that qualify as torture. Pit Bulls are powerful dogs. Imagine how hard you would have to work to kill a Pit Bull by forcibly drowning him.

Patrick: "I'll never be sorry. Cory: "Neither will I"

2009-09-24T11:01:00.000-07:00

I have this horrible habit of keeping stuff for years and years. For instance, I have high school dance stubs and boxes of letters (which I went through the other day… hilarious) That’s another post entirely.

I ran across something that made me a little sad. It’s back from the 80s! I have actually kept something through 5 moves as well as for close to 20 years. How in the world?

It’s a ticket stub from a Dirty Dancing Concert I went to when I was about 5. I remember being so excited because my parents assured me that Patrick Swayze was going to be there and this was huge because as a child I was infatuated with him.

My Sister and I actually had the music tape and choreographed dance moves to most of the songs. Nostalgia is thick when it comes to this movie, concert, music, etc. I just remember watching the movie when I was young and feeling like it was magical.

Rather than Patrick showing up for the concert (which was a big fat lie) there were the dancers from the movie there. My Mom dressed Randi and I up for the event and it was great.

So, Patrick Swayze.. Johnny Castle…First Celebrity Crush… I will miss you.

P.S. I like your end of season dance idea even though the little boss man wants you to dance the Pachanga. . .

P.S.S. Baby’s Dad was way out of line. You are a great man.

P.S.S.S. I love you.

It's Not You... It's Me

2009-09-17T08:00:00.000-07:00

Dear Neil,

I’m really sorry to say this, and it breaks my heart, but I must sever all ties. You see, my bosom friend doesn’t like you. In fact, she hates you… I’m sorry. I know how sensitive you are. You see, here’s the thing. Sure I’ve listened to your music for a long time but I’ve been friends with my partner in crime since 4th grade. Yes, we were technically ‘frenemies’, but that’s where our relationship grew and damn it… I can’t give up on that.

I will most likely celebrate your collection in private and I’m sure I will dream of your chest hair and perfectly coifed side burns from time to time. But beyond that, there can be no more.

Neil, sweetie- When you sing ‘Play Me’, remember that wonderful weekend we had in Cabo and cherish our memories. I’ll never forget you.

Farewell, my Beloved.
Cory

ALINA- are you happy now? I may have ruined the one good relationship I have had in my life. Remind me to punch you in the neck next time I see you.

Revenge... Makes for Good Entertainment.

2009-09-16T09:39:00.001-07:00

What do Jim Caviezel, Cory Willey, Alina Dorsey and a Chest Piece have in Common…??

The other night Alina, Myself and My Dear Sweet Mother had a impromptu ladies night. This night included Royal India and Peshwari Naan… Melt my heart and ‘The Count Of Monte Cristo’… Sizzle my heart.

Does anybody else think it’s unnatural how good looking Jim Caviezel is? It’s not right. There are some people in this world who are hideous… and then he goes and get’s a heaping helping of hot. Not fair.

Anyway, we were watching ‘The Count of Monte Cristo’ which is such a wonderful movie when what do I see??!! Powerscourt Estate! This is the Home that he purchases with his treasure. This was exciting to me because I spent a whole day there (In reality) and was blown away at how beautiful it was. Here are a couple photos that I have from the grounds.

The only thing that would have made Powerscourt more beautiful is if the Count had been walking around, preferably half clothed, insisting that I stay for a spot of tea or something wonderful like that.

If you haven’t seen the movie, then check it out. It is seriously one of the best and jam packed with eye candy.

Note: If you have seen the movie then you know that the young friends (Fernand Mondego and Edmond Dantes) exchange a chess piece whenever they are triumphant. Alina heard chest piece which makes me happy because I’d much rather exchange a piece of armor with her than a silly old chess piece. That’s boring.

They Both Spell Their Names Wrong Though...

2009-09-15T07:19:00.000-07:00

One of the greatest lines from the movie “What About Bob.” Is from Bob himself. He says: “There are two types of people in this world… Those who like Neil Diamond, and those who don’t.” Well, Cory Willey and Bob Wiley agree… to some extent. **I also believe that people who talk in third person are weird; therefore I am.

Anyways… I think there is another way of deciding what type of person you are. Example: There are two types of people in this world. Those who prefer Corey Haim and those who prefer Corey Feldman. And to those people who prefer Haim, I say, “You are dead to me.”

Corey Feldman is obviously the better of the Corey’s. Let’s be honest. He’s funny, witty, has some pretty fierce eyebrows and is a little bit less crazy then his fellow friend. Although as a youngster you could argue that he wasn’t as cute, he definitely made up for it in personality. Plus, and I may be imagining this due to time and the fierce rational I have to maintain to prove my point, he is a better actor than Haim. It had to be said.

These are some characteristics I would imagine about a person who prefers Lame Haim to MY Feldman:

You might smell like pee.

You have a bandanna that you wear prior, during and after you go to the gym. This bandanna also might smell of pee.

You open mouth-wink at people at less than appropriate times.

You wear a braided leather belt and/or a puka shell necklace.

You go to events like funerals and weddings while wearing big headphones around your neck so people know you are cool even though… you really aren’t.

and- You use Dep to smooth or style your locks

If you are a Feldman fan, like me, then you wouldn’t be caught dead wearing a braided leather belt. Instead you’d be wearing a Levi jacket with the collar turned up just waiting to see what the World had to offer you.

So, which are you; Feldman or Haim? I feel I’ve created an unhealthy environment to answer honestly if you are a Haim fan, but alas, I am firm in my beliefs.

Note: I adore Neil Diamond. So, if that’s a deal breaker, then that’s fine. It was nice to know you. If you ever want to reconcile over ‘The Jazz Singer’ or during the holidays to ‘The Christmas Album’, then you just let me know.

M U S I C

2009-09-14T08:11:00.001-07:00

So, I think music is really powerful, inspirational, moving..blah blah. I really think it is powerful in the working out sense. Have you ever tried to run on the treadmill (and by run I mean walk briskly) to no music? It makes me want to kill myself. Note: I’m going to add being less dramatic to my new year resolution list.

Anyways… I have to listen to music while I work out. There are no if’s, ands, or buts about it. There are a handful of songs (some good and some incredibly embarrassing and horrible) that I like to work out to because they pump me up. Here are five that I can’t live without when I am at the gym or dancing around or doing some other sort of intense physical activity. Stop thinking it you pervert.

1-Electric Feel- MGMT
Reason: It makes me want to dance around a roller skating rink in my old fashioned roller skates. I may also be wearing a sequined headband. (color- GOLD)
2-Hollywood- Madonna
Reason: Come on… the lady raps in it and therefore makes me smile which releases endorphins (I think) which make me happy.
3-Just Dance- Lady Gaga
Reason: It’s the most honest title of any song. It literally makes me want to “Just Dance”.
4-Gobbledigook- Sigur Ros
Reason: This song makes me imagine myself dancing around a fire in a celebratory fashion while carrying a hula hoop or possibly twisting a ribbon on a stick.
5-Modest Mouse- Parting of the Sensory
Reason: I have a crush on Isaac Brock. Plus, it’s a really great song.

What are five songs that pump you up at the gym that I need to know about? Think carefully… you could say something ridiculous, like “Relax” and people could totally judge you. I wouldn’t though, because I think Frankie Goes to Hollywood is pure genius. They are right up there with Oingo Boingo and Pet Shop Boys. (I don’t discriminate)

Paul Simon is Lovely

2009-07-20T10:07:00.000-07:00

I was on my way to work today and enjoying me some music from my ipod. Paul Simon- Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes- came on and it brought be back to the my elementary school days. Graceland was the first TAPE I ever had and I remember listening over and over again, trying to learn all the lyrics. Paul Simon is amazing and it’s really just too good. How can it get better than this?

I would suggest that if you don’t have this in your music library, then you should give it a listen to on you tube or itunes.

Here is another video/song that makes me happy!

‘She said, “don’t I know you from the Cinematographers party?” I said, “who am I to blow against the wind?” ’

2 Things That Would Help My Professional Life

2009-07-08T12:48:00.000-07:00

1- My work life would be better if I could bring a dog to work every day. I wouldn’t just pick any dog… No. I’d pick this little cutie.

Addy LynnLee Willey. She’s an old soul who loves to cuddle and eat the skin off of baseballs.

I wouldn't just bring her because she's a fancy accessory. I would bring her because I heard that 'Dogs in the workplace' reduce anxiety and heaven knows I could use a little less anxiety in my life. I wonder if I'd get any work done though. I mean come on. Look at that little face.

My boss would probably find me just snoozing in the corner with her rather than calmly and dilligently attending to my duties.

2- My work life would be better if there was better air control. I moved out of my office a year ago because the air flow was broken and then I moved in and the air flow is still broken. My question is, why didn’t they just fix it instead of making me move in and out of a broken office? Oh well. For the meantime, they have hauled in an industrial sized refrigerator cooler to keep me nice and cool.

Alina refers to it as my time machine. But alas, it is just a cooler. If it were a time machine, I’d be out of this joint faster than a bird turd falling from the sky. (Enjoy this photo of me post bird crapping. It was a very special experience.)

Crazy, Scary, Unexpected.

2009-07-06T12:28:00.000-07:00

My wonderful friend Lynze writes a blog that I read everyday (sometimes twice a day). Anyways, I asked her to help me figure out what to blog about since I never have any topics. She wanted me to write about the craziest/scariest/most unexpected thing that has ever happened to me while traveling.

So, A) thanks Lynze for the topic and B) here goes:

Craziest-

I was visiting Seattle with some friends and the first night we were there we stayed at this really nice hotel. (Apparently there was a huge football game and the visiting team was staying there. Very posh :)

We spent the night out and about and when we got back we breezed through the bar and who did we see?? Topanga!... That’s right. Corey’s Topanga off of Boy Meets World. Catie was the first to spot her and then she hustled us all back in and we asked for a photo. Sure, she might have hated us, but how many people have a picture with Topanga seven years after her television show wrapped?

Scariest-

I’m not much of a swimmer. I’ve almost drowned a number of times. (People don’t believe me, but it’s true) This story isn’t about me drowning, but the history of me and water is important.

Alina and I were in Puerto Villarta and were on a boat tour. We started the day by making friends with some very good looking Italians, scuba diving, jet skiing and then finished up by riding horses (donkeys) to a waterfall that people could jump into. I’m not a risk taker and since I can’t swim very well, I was sure that I wasn’t going to jump. Everyone was pushing and prodding me to and since I’m not a big winner when it comes to peer pressure, I decided to do it. Well, I jumped, but didn’t jump out very far and was literally inches from hitting the side cliff. Everyone was afraid and I was terrified and then they were happy when I came up alive. Alina tried to make me believe it wasn’t that bad, but I know. Even thinking about it sometimes creeps me out. Sorry Mom….

Unexpected-

The most unexpected thing I’ve ever come across while traveling is the people that I have met. Every person I've met along the way has made my experiences so much better.

-I met Lisa in Prague and have been a fan of hers ever since. She bought me Mojito’s and Indian food which means she gets an A+ in my book. I’ve since visited her in Chicago and can’t wait for her visit in Utah this summer.

-Andrea (who I met in Puerto Vallarta) let us live out of his bedroom for a week in Rome.

-I went on an unexpected double date with ‘Ma Georgi!” who was quite possibly the nicest Sicilian I’ve ever met. (I’ve only met one)
-Marco and Collin drove us around their homes. Marco in Florence and Collin in Ireland. And they were both some pretty nice eye candy!

-I danced with hilarious boys in Limerick who had no concept of money and therefore showered us with kindness.

-I met some Austrians who were nothing but fun. (He left us at the bar because his heart was broken:( )

I'd Enjoy Being a Prodigy a Great deal...

2009-05-28T08:17:00.000-07:00

I’d like to be a prodigy. I don’t know if I’ve been thinking about this because I have tried different hobbies and have been unsuccessful or because I am too lazy to actually devote time to any one thing and become good at it… For instance, I have tried and failed at the following Hobbies:
Violin, Guitar, Singing, Dancing..etc

Musical instruments were difficult as practicing as a kid is hard and singing comes to those who are blessed with good voices (cough, Catie, cough). Dancing was fine until I realized I wasn’t happy with it and then all my dance moves were confined to dancing with my Sister and ending all dances with my head on the ground (for the dramatic finale of course).

So, in order to be a prodigy (Noun 1. prodigy - an unusually gifted or intelligent (young) person; someone whose talents excite wonder and admiration) I am going to need to find something that I am good at. I know I won’t be unusually gifted, but maybe.. Maybe I will be?? Perhaps I’ll be a brilliant Fly fisherwoman or an incredible seamstress. Who knows? I do know this…. I would love for someone to say: "Have you met my friend? she's a brainiac mastermind who is simply unbeatable at scrabble. The experts call her a child prodigy”

The next step in my plan is to try different things in order to see where my abilities lie. Perhaps you could give me some ideas… Any takers?

The Water Man's Making Me Feel Weird

2009-05-20T07:32:00.000-07:00

There are people in my life that I know but I don't really KNOW. For instance, I know this guy who works in the cafeteria. I know his name and I know that he is a big fan of the prime rib. I know this because whenever I cash in a free meal he scolds me for not saving it for prime rib. "You really should get the prime rib" he says. "Why would you waste your free meal on a sandwich?" I just reply with a smile and maybe a laugh and then continue on through the line.

Everytime I buy my water, and I mean EVERY TIME, he makes a comment about how it is way too expensive. "You know this water is more expensive than the other ones." or as he is ringing it up he will put it up to the bar scanner and say "One expensive water" and then give me my total.

So, today he said, "One Evani" and then rolled his eyes. Now, this may seem mild, but I think he was making fun of me. Or perhaps he was sick of the fact that for years he has been giving me the same drill and I've yet to listen. And come on, messing up on the name of the water? Who doesn't know that it is Evian?

My point is, why should he care? I'm sure he can't be pleased with what everyone orders. If someone came up and I was working there and they had 10 hard boiled eggs and multiple slices of bacon, I wouldn't comment on cholesterol or fat content. Nope. I'd just take the patrons money and say "Have a nice day sir"

Anways. He kind of makes me feel judged a little. Perhaps I will have to get my EVANI somewhere else.

Me Talk Pretty One Day

2009-05-19T08:21:00.000-07:00

All I have to say is that this book was AWESOME! I listened to it because the Author, David Sedaris, read it and I love listening to books where the author reads. The messages are clearly conveyed as they were intended.

The book is a collection of essay type stories describing different experiences in his life. There are chapters that cover: his speech therapy class, guitar lessons, tourists in Paris, Almost seeing a woman die and feeling depressed that he has to now say Almost because it didn't happen, A crazy Texan visitor in New York, A visit to the dentist and many many more hilarious and interesting stories.

The book made me want to A) write B) read all of his other novels C) travel and live in another country AND D) start watching a daytime soap opera.

The book almost made me want to A) start smoking and B) become a public speaker

Please read if you are in need of a good laugh!

LOL, Mom

2009-05-10T19:14:00.000-07:00

Mother's Day is one of my favorite Holidays and I know it is because I have an incredible Mom.

Here are just a few things I love about her. Know that there are many many more things I could have added to this list.

1- She would give anything she had to someone if they needed it. I've seen her make soup and muffins for our elderly neighbors weekly for years. I've seen her share our picnic food with the homeless at the park. I've seen her strip our house of clothes to give to a shelter or Big Brothers or family. I've seen her save all her change every year and then cash it out and send it to someone who is struggling. I've seen her invite people who are alone to Thanksgiving dinner or Sunday dinners.

2- I love my Mom because she gets excited for me and things are going on in my life. Example; I planned a trip for Europe this summer and the day after I booked, she sent me an email suggesting a shopping spree for my trip. She also bought me some tea to take with me that I mentioned I liked in passing. She always is looking at ways of being generous or thoughtful.

3- I love my Mom because she is my FRIEND. She offers everything I need from a friend. She makes me laugh, she listens and confides in me, she inspires me with the way she leads her life and she always shares stories with me of women who influence her own life.

4- I love my Mom because I can say anything around her and still feel comfortable. She accepts me for who I am and listens to my opinions or thoughts and respects them, even if she doesn't agree.

5- I love my Mom because I can feel how much she loves me, Randi and my Dad. I can feel how she loves our friends and considers them her own. A friend of my Mom's is a lucky position to be in.

6- I love my Mom because she asks people to donate money to the food bank for her Christmas gift and means it.

7- I love my Mom because I can burn a c.d. for her that I know she will love and go on a drive with her for hours, just listening to music in silence or talking the entire time. I can't listen to 'Cold Water' without A) wanting to baul my eyes out and B) Thinking about my Mom.

8- I love my Mom because she appreciates Beautiful things. She works hard to have a beautiful lawn, yard and garden. She creates beautiful crafts, purses, dinners, tiles, blankets, etc. etc.

9- I love my Mom because she says what she thinks, she always has a pot of coffee ready for a visitor and sometimes she swears like a sailor. I love that she used to finish her emails with "LOL, Mom" She thought LOL meant Lots of Love.

I'm so incredibly lucky to have her in my life. I love you Mom! LOL, Cory

12 cm Vet Cone

2009-04-30T07:25:00.001-07:00

Is this the cutest thing you've ever seen?

Lil Ernie Willey the Wiener dog had to have a procedure and since I completely believe in the rules of HIPAA (Health Information, Privacy Blah Blah Blah), I'm not going to tell you what he had done.

Luckily, he can still do two of his favorite things with his cone on. Like:

1- Look longingly into the distance

&

2- Chew on his bone (Although, once he finally gets the bone up into the cone, all he can do is hold it in his mouth and growl at anybody who comes near him.

I hope he gets feeling better soon because he's my favorite Brother. Cheers to his speedy recover!

I've been Hit. Man down, man down.

2009-04-29T07:46:00.000-07:00

I was tagged by my friend Lil Catie Pilkington. She knows most of these things about me already. One thing that is common about both of us is that we've never been to Lake Powell. (It's Powell. Powell!) Everyone who lives in Utah, talks about Powell like it's a drug and if you haven't done it, then you're crazy. And that would be about right. We're both a little crazy. Thanks for tagging me Catie!

ABC tag:
A: Addiction~ AVOCADOS! (see earlier post)
B: Breakfast (what you eat) ~ Boiled Eggs, Cheerios
C: Chocolate or Chips ~ CHIPS! (any flavor, any kind)
D: Dessert or Appetizers ~ Appetizers
E: Essential Items ~ Hairspray and Sour Cream
F: Favorite Color ~ I don't have a fave. But I really like Blues.
G: Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms ~ Bears
H: Hometown ~ Bountiful, above the tracks. I'm not ghetto like Catie who grew up in Woods cross. (The Ghettoist of all)
I: Indulgence ~ Sweet Potato Fries w/ dipping sauce
J: January or July ~ July. There are so many festivities.
K: Kids ~ They're cute. I'd like to have one someday.
L: Life isn’t complete without ~ My Family, My Friends and Being able to Laugh
M: Most exciting memory ~ This is a tricky one. One of my most exciting memories would be booking my flight to Prague.
N: Number of brothers & sisters ~ 1 Big Sis
O: Oranges or Apples ~ This is tough. I'm going with Orange because it's delicious AND an event. You have to work for it. Plus, if you put it in a bag/purse, it has a natural coating so it's an all around cleaner fruit.
P: Phobias or Fears ~ Um, let's see. How much time do we have? I'm afraid of being sick, flying and many many more that I won't bore you with.
Q: Quote ~ "Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those whom I love, I can: all of them make me laugh." e.e. cummings
R: Reading currently ~ I'm not. Anybody have any good suggestions??
S: Summer or Spring ~ Spring
T: Tag 6 People ~ Shawn, Kelsey, Corey, Marci & Amber
U: Unknown fact about me ~ I've taken a vow to never use Nasal Spray. Never. On my death bed, I will be able to say that my nasal passages have not been intruded upon by a bottle that squirts medicine into my nose/brain.
V: Vacation I want to go on ~ I would love to go to Prince Edward Island. I'd wear my hair in a bouffant and search for a Gilbert Blythe look alike to take me strolling down the lane or horse back riding. Swoon
W: Walking or Running ~ Walking
X: X-Ray or Ultrasound ~ I don't like either but I'll go with X-ray.
Y: Your favorite Food ~ My Mom's clam chowder or anything involving a sweet potato.
Z: Zoo or Bowling ~ Bowling. I always feel a little bad for the animals at the zoo. Especially the Giraffes.

It's like Poker- But More Sweaty

2009-04-24T11:40:00.000-07:00

I was watching 'The Biggest Loser' the other night and Jillian gave out this exercise tip:Workout using a Deck of Cards!

Supplies needed:
Playing cards
Set of weights or an exercise band
Water

The Gist:
Each card means something; Diamonds= Jumping Jacks, Hearts = Squats, Spades = Bicep curls, Clubs = Tricep extensions, Face cards = 10 of the suit and Aces = one minute of rest.

Just flip over the card and do whatever it says. Example: 4 of Diamonds = 4 Jumping Jacks or a King of Hearts = 10 lunges.
The idea is to finish the whole deck of cards.

So, I tried it and it went pretty great. Plus it was a fun way to change up a work out at home.

Note: My work outs at home usually include watching shows like 'The Biggest Loser' while doing the food to mouth motion.

"What's your real name, Baby?"

2009-04-22T15:29:00.000-07:00

I was wishing a fellow co-worker good luck today and instead of yelling down the hall to her "Good Luck Lady!" I said "Good Luck Baby!"

I felt weird, She felt weird and I'm sure everyone standing in the hall felt weird. Who am I...Johnny Castle?

On a side note: Apparently Johnny Castle must be a popular Male Stripper/Model/Adult film star name because when I searched for images, 90 percent of the first page were of Rock hard Buns and guys in tiny underwear. This sort of makes me sad. The Johnny Castle I know wouldn't be doing lunges in a thong. Instead, he would teach me to dance, wouldn't lose patience with me for being ticklish and would love me even though my hair looked like a frizzy square. Times they are a changing.

Or simply, No diggity..

2009-04-21T07:49:00.000-07:00

Please check out this website whenever you come across a term you need some clarification on: (I can't begin to tell you how helpful it has been in my own life)

http://americancolloquial.com/
Learning American's Hidden Language, One Phrase at a Time

For example- I found some interesting clarification for the following terms through this website:

no duh- 1. a sarcastic response used when someone states the obvious. (Statement: "don't run that red light." response: "No duh."
Statement: "I bet it hurt when you got shot in the chest." Response: "No duh."

no diggity- 1. used as an agreement. Note: may or may not be paired with another phrase. ("no diggity, Einstein was smart!" or simply "No diggity"

Nards- 1. testicles, balls. ("I got kicked in the nards.")

Negatory- 1. no, negative. ("My answer would be negatory.")

Some of you may say, "Duh! I knew what all those meant." And I would respond by saying,

"Don't trip. It's a good thing I referred to the American Colloquial website, because if I hadn't, I'd have no idea what you were spittin, Boo. Peace out Playa"

My Favorite Fruit...

2009-04-20T11:04:00.000-07:00

I am on a food kick right now. Some of my kicks over the years have included but are not limited to: Bean Burritos, Tuna Fish, Olive Garden, Catie's Coconut Cupcakes, (a whole slew of not very good for you but delicious foods could be added to this list but my hand is cramping)

My current kick of the moment is Avocado! I can't get enough of the stuff. I feel like Jeremy Grey on Wedding Crashers except I'd rather put Avacado in my hair to make it stick up than Maple Syrup.

Here are a few ways I have been enjoying avocados as of late:

1- Guacamole
I'm a big believer in NOT adding salsa to guacamole. It's just like adding ketchup to scrambled eggs except for I think that's a good idea. So, I like to add some seasoned salt and a little garlic powder and enjoy! But be careful; Avocados, although good for you, have quite a few calories. Limit to 1/2 or 1 a day.

2- Cut Up, Stand up (Like the Bob Marley song- Get up Stand up)
I just cut them and put in my sandwich and they are so good! Give em a try. It's a nice little makeover for a boring sammy.

3- Face Mask
I have purchased one. And by 'I' I mean my sister has which means its as good as mine. But, I have been toying around with trying a homemade face mask. I found this recipe for one and I'm going to try it this evening.

1/2 avocado
1/4 cup honey
Dir: Mash the avocado in a bowl, then stir in the honey. Apply to skin and leave for 10 minutes. Rinse face with a cool washcloth. This mask is supposed to be a great moisturizing mask for dry skin.

**Also, masks are best applied by cuties like this one..

**On a side note, I thought the directions were funny. Of course you are going to mash the two together. What girl doesn't know that??

Punk's Movie Review- Numero dos

2009-03-03T13:56:00.000-08:00

Okay. So, I've reviewed one of my favorite movies in the past (Back to the Beach) and I decided it's time to review another fave of mine.

The movie is... Drum Roll... The BURBS!

Tom Hanks- Ray Peterson
Art Weingartner- Rick Ducommun
Mark Rumsfield- Bruce Dern
Ricky Butler- Corey Feldman

-The Klopek Family-
Dr. Klopek-
Hans Klopek-
Reuben Klopek-

Note: Punk always reviews horrible movies, but I'm going to say that this movie isn't horrible at all. (Genius maybe…but not horrible)

The story is of a bunch of Suburbanites who are curious about their new neighbors; The Klopeks. Once Walter, an elderly neighbor, goes missing; the neighbors (Ray, Art, Rumsfield & Ricky) decide they need to find out exactly what is going on at the Klopek's house and get to the bottom of what is making all the racket at night.

Of course- Hilarity ensues. Here are the top 10 happenings and why I love this movie!

1- Ray throws his cup of coffee at the paperboy.

2- Art almost shoots Ray in the head because he's trying to kill a crow.

3- Rumsfield threatens to staple Queenie, a poodles, ass shut.

4- Ray gets blown up after digging up a gas line in a basement. He throws himself into the ambulance because nobody will take him serious and insists that they take him to the hospital.

5- Rumsfield peels wall paper off of the Klopek's wall while visiting.

6- A dream sequence occurs where Ray is being Barbecued by the Klopek's. The dream also includes Art as psychotic Skip who killed his family with an Ice pick and his neighbor, Walter and his poodle Queenie- both featuring axes through their skulls.

7- Rays dog finds a Femur bone while digging in the backyard.

8- Ricky (Corey Feldman- My favorite of the Corey's) yells at Rumsfield who is on the roof with his ‘scope’ making him fall off and shoot the window out of a car. Note, Rumsfield is eating animal crackers with milk in his army attire while watching the Klopeks house.

9- Art climbs up a telephone pole and falls off after being electrocuted. He claims he's fine, but the fillings in his teeth are on fire and his fingernails are black.

10- Rumsfield has a shouting match with a garbage man while sitting in the back of his truck in his underwear and half a face covered with shaving cream.

A few quotes that I love:

Art says this to Ray, trying to convince him that his neighbors are evil:

"Ray, do you want 'em to take your family, tear their livers out and make some kind of satanic pâté?"

Ray says this to Art and Ricky after they try to scare him about the Klopeks house being a gateway to hell:

"I'm going to go do something productive. I'm going to go watch television."

Ray says this to Art & Rumsfield after they witness strange behavior out of Hans Klopek-

"I've never seen that. I've never seen anybody drive their garbage down to the street and bang the hell out of it with a stick. I-I've never seen that."

Ray says this heroic line about how he is going to get Walter back:

"Nobody knocks off an old man in my neighborhood and gets away with it."

Rumsfield yells at Walter after his dog makes doo on his lawn.

"I know you're in there old man. That scum-sucking, barking rat of yours has just taken his last dump on my lawn. I find one more- just one- and I'm gonna catch him and staple his ass shut."

Rumsfield yells at Hans Klopek who is trying to get away-

"Where are you going Pinocchio?"

Now for the treat:
This movie always reminds me of fall, so the treat is caramel apple! You can also drink a brewskie with your apple since this is a total guy movie with lots of great guy actors. So, sip one back and enjoy your apple!

Chic my Ass

2009-02-26T11:39:00.000-08:00

There are moments throughout the day when I think, ‘Hey, I look nice.’ And then there are moments when I think 'Hey, I'm hideous'.

Example: My friend Lacy gave me this really awesome present for Christmas.

The gift was a Turbi Towel. They are awesome because they are super absorbent and not very heavy. I saw an infomercial for the chic head towel one time and had to have one. Then... WA LA, Lacy gave me one. It’s pretty cool.

The woman in this picture, in my opinion, looks absolutely lovely in her turbi towel. She looks as if she could be sitting in her nice kitchen sipping on a cup of coffee and reading the New York Times. Me on the other hand… Not so much. When I'm wearing my turbi, I look like I could live in a Maytag box and am boiling boots for dinner.

I had a picture, but I can’t bring myself to post it. Just know that when I’m wearing it, it’s the ugliest part of my day.

"It's simply beyond words. It's incalculable."

2009-02-23T06:52:00.000-08:00

I have a job where I have to go to a lot of meetings. Most of them are long and I don't really have anything to add to them so I make up games for myself. One game I have deals with a co-worker. He is interesting... and says the most crazy phrases when he is talking in meetings. I write down all the funny things he says to keep me from not being bored.

Anyways, I was cleaning my room last night and found a note from one meeting. The following statements were said in one hour. One hour!

She always seems like she's working in a vacuum to me.
translation- ??

You kind of have to be the squeaky wheel to get things done.
translation- You have to be loud and annoying to be heard. (Mission accomplished)

Maybe we just need to keep her feet to the fire.
translation- Let's hold her accountable.

I kind of got wrapped up in my underwear here a bit.
translation- I am confused

As far as you know... It's just a bunch of nuts behind the wheel.
translation- ??

Let me see if I can get my thinking cap on.
translation- I'm stalling because I don't know something I should.

Some other phrases that are frequented by this worker:

So not as to reinvent the wheel.
With regards to
and
We're flying at a 20,000 foot level

There are so many more that I can't remember now. I think that if my co-worker retires, then they should write a 'once a day' calendar filled with useless phrases and jargon. They could become very rich.

And A Little Bit Softer Now!!

2009-02-19T14:39:00.000-08:00

This blogging business has been the last thing on my mind these days. Jeez Louise. Thanks Dave for yelling at me. (Also- You really ought to work on your anger issues..)

So, I'll sum up some thoughts I've had since I blogged last.
1- President Obama.

Thumbs Up!

2- Valentines.

What a great day! I must say that it is the cutest of all the Holidays, second only to Halloween. Halloween wins of course due to dressing up and soliciting candy which is better... In my opinion.

3- School - Math in particular.

I only have to take one math class to get my associates degree. Two actually, if I can't test out of idiot math. My hate/hate relationship with math started in first grade. Not to single anyone out, but it was totally Mrs. Flanders fault. Don't get me wrong.. She was nice and created a great environment for learning, but she also destroyed my interest in math. It all started when I did horrible on a math test or assignment and she sent me home with my first ever bad note for my parents.

I was outraged, upset, sad, upset, outraged.. You get my point.

Anyways. While I've been preparing to embark upon a math class, it got me to thinking. I really should have written HER a bad note telling HER that SHE needed to amp up the training because I wasn't getting it. Why couldn't I have been more assertive when I was 6?

**I also blame my sister for letting me borrow her super advanced calculator for the ACT's which was promptly confiscated, leaving me to do long division and times tables in my head! Thus, giving me a horrible Math Score causing me to take all sorts of extra Math classes.

Note- I don't blame myself at all for being horrible at math. Not one bit.

4- My Song

Okay. I am embarrassed to be writing about this, but here goes. I think I figured out what I would say "MY SONG" is. I am embarrassed because I have stereotyped people who say they have a song as drunken hillbillies. Anyways. I think my song would be "Feel Like Makin' Love" by Bad Company.

Have you ever listened to the lyrics??

This song makes me feel romantic and happy and then at the end when it gets intense, makes me want to dance around all Emilio Estevez/Breakfast Club style circa 1985.

**Note: I've reserved, for morbid reasons, a song to be played upon my death. 'The Last Unicorn' of course.

Listen and Enjoy

5- Terms of Endearment

Call me 'Sugar', 'Sweetheart', 'Darlin' and I will be a fan of you forever. I love pet names.

Fantasy...Over Analyzed

2009-01-02T11:44:00.001-08:00

Everybody has been asked this question: "If you were stranded on a deserted island, who would you want to be stuck with?"

My immediate reaction would be Edward Norton. But, the other day I realized something. I was thinking about this situation and it wouldn't be that great to be stuck out in the middle of nowhere even if you were with a hottie, such as Eddie.

Your leg hair still grows, your teeth get dirty and you start to stink. There isn't anything romantic about Body Odor and Armpit hair.

So, I choose to entertain the following scenario. (courtesy of Tim McGraw days w/ Lacy B)
"You have a five seater car and a cross country destination. What four people would you pick to drive with you?"

Of course, in the past, Tim always had shotgun. My list has since changed over the years. My following five would be:

1- Myself

2- Edward Norton

3- Jason Mraz

4- Michael Cera

5- Tom Hanks

They all would rotate shot gun, so as to be fair. Who would you pick? You can also choose 'real' people, but it isn't as fun.

Come on. It's 2009..

2008-12-31T11:18:00.000-08:00

I feel like New Years is usually about starting fresh and letting the past go as well as setting goals to make sure something gets better or doesn't turn out as horrible as the year before. (I might be cynical)

Instead of professing all of my goals for the upcoming year, I wanted to reflect on the traditions in my life that haven't changed very much and that have meant a lot to me.

One tradition from the past:

**Every time my Mom would take us to Dr. Welling's office we would wait by the elevator and sing the following:
'Elevator, Elevator, Open your doors!' and at the very end, like clockwork, the elevator would open up. The mantra would continue inside. 'Elevator, Elevator, close your doors!' and again, like clockwork, the elevator would shut. We were magic. Other traditions include: Summer Skipbo & Anne of Green Gable's Marathons.

A few current traditions:

**Catie and I make the most wonderful rolls of all for Thanksgiving. They are really just wonderful because I get to spend the day before hanging out at Catie's, whipping up dough and baking like a mad fiend. Other traditions include: New Years Lunch & Amen Sandwiches

**When I was young, I would go to Alina's Ward Christmas Party to enjoy me some Red Flame and small town fun. This has since evolved which I am happy about. Now it involves dinner and fun with Alina, Connie and myself twice a year. This year was no exception. The night was filled with Dinner, Bowling, Doughnut making and a Dance off (which I inevitably won… in my mind) Other traditions include: Pre-dance pedicure and Cutler's sandwiches & Our Stories on Monday night

A few new traditions:

**Jen and I, being the crafty ones we are, embarked upon a craft making extravaganza. The night began by eating tiny Del taco's, being scolded at Joanne's crafts, sewing felt pieces together and designing Christmas Stockings. I hope this becomes a tradition. I can barely wait to see what ideas Jen has for next year. I'm thinking a homemade tree skirt or an ice sculpture carved by butter knife.

**My family decided this year would be a homemade one. We all obliged and everyone made the best gifts for each other. My Sister made gloves, picture frames and bookmarks. My Mom made Emergency kits, purses & blankets. I made wine charms, stationary sets & a board game. My Dad made…. everybody laugh:) I can't wait for next year to come up with new ideas. I love my family so much.

**Book Club: We're on book number 3 and I'm really happy about the group of girls that get together each month. Each one of them is Smart, Fun, Intelligent and Beautiful. I'm happy to be able to get together with them all.

I hope for 2009 to be filled with only good things. I hope to spend the year with my family and friends and I hope to get better as the days go by… whatever that means!

Caught on Tape

2008-12-17T09:16:00.000-08:00

I was hanging around my house on Thanksgiving day, being very helpful of course (not) and found some old tapes and our comically ancient 1980s video camera. We set it up and watched some old videos of our family while dinner was being prepared. There were Christmas & Birthday Parties, Diseneyland, Alaska & Powell and Bike Riding & Singing. Although some were painful (FLORIDA) to watch others were very Sweet.

My Mother decided it would be awesome if we had them transferred over onto DVD and what was more awesome was that I knew the perfect person to do this; Dave Pilkington. He has done a Mother's Day Video for my Mom in the past that was Amazing. So, Dave transferred all our tapes onto DVD's, edited them and made menu's. He made this menu for my Immediate Family's tape.

The Willeys from David Pilkington on Vimeo.

David Pilkington-Montaukmotionpictures.blogspot.com & Montaukmotionpictures.com

A few Scenarios and My Thoughts…

2008-12-04T09:05:00.000-08:00

Scenario 1: You are super frustrated and you go and vent to a friend or someone and once you are finished, they say the following-
"Tell me how you really feel."

My thoughts: I am telling you how I really feel. Think of something else to reply with.

Scenario 2: You see someone and you say, "How are you doing?" and they reply with-
"I'm fantabulous","Super great", or "Super Duper." It also drives me crazy when one should reply "OK" but instead they throw out an "Okalee Dokalee"

My thoughts: Try being a little less annoying. Just try it. You might like it.

Scenario 3: You are telling a story and you add in some sort of sound effect and then the person you are telling the story to says-
"How was that again?" (wanting you to repeat the sound effect)

My thoughts: No, I will not. I'm not a performing monkey.

Scenario 4: You are in an elevator and you have your lunch and someone says-
"I guess it's lunchtime." or "What's for lunch" and look at what you have and identify it with something like "Soup huh? Smells good." It also bugs when people make some sort of joke about how they are going to stop the elevator and eat the food.

My thoughts: I have heard this 'joke' so many times. It's lost the funny factor. I think that people should just keep to themselves. I don't like to have elevator conversation about mine or others food. I just don't. This is the same with any elevator conversation really. it can only go so far.

A New Job for Me

2008-12-02T07:24:00.001-08:00

In the midst of sleeping very soundly last night; I had this very vivid dream. The dream was of Alina and I interviewing with the Indigo Girls to become their new Managers. Of course I was thrilled to have the opportunity and so I pulled the following ideas out of my head to get them to want to sign with us.

1- We would get them on the 'Hotel Cafe Tour'. This is a real show that we saw a couple weeks ago that was awesome.
2- We would sell a photography book they made. The book would be filled with animal couples. (puppies, cats, etc) And then, to spark interest in their music, we would have a c.d. attached to the book. They would sing "Best of Friends" from the movie 'The Fox and the Hound'.
3- We would manage their facebook and myspace accounts to make sure they were connecting with their fans properly.

As you can all imagine, based on all of my great ideas, The Indigo Girls decided to pass.

Mexican, Hispanic, Latino- Take Your Pick

2008-11-03T12:09:00.000-08:00

We (Wilma and Juan)would like the following treat options:
A- some candy
B- a new pair of shoes
C- any kind of whistle
and/or D- a long awkward back massage.
The trick we can provide in return, and would be happy to teach you, are the moves to the Macarena or the Electric Slide. (I know, we are very generous)

Some Things I've Been Wondering About-

2008-10-30T09:37:00.000-07:00

1- The word 'Blinker'. The sentence I used it in was, "I got a ticket for not using my blinker." What I wonder is, does everybody use this term? I assume the correct term would be turn signal, but that just doesn't feel right to me. Blinker, on the other hand, does.

2- Do you remember when you were a kid and everybody would jump on somebody and squish them to the ground just for fun. I wonder, Is it called a 'Dog Pile' or a 'Doggie Pile'? I ask because I don't want to look foolish if the oppurtunity presents itself and I yell out the wrong term.

3- Is it Crate Paper or Crepe Paper? I wondered this yesterday and so I looked on Google to figure it out. Turns out Crate Paper is some sort of brand of scrapbook paper and Crepe paper is the kind you make streamers out of. All this time, I had no idea.

Are You Talking to Me?

2008-10-29T08:01:00.000-07:00

1- I am a hypochondriac. I work with Doctors but I'm still afraid of them.
2- I talk, laugh, cry and moan in my sleep. It's embarrasing.
3- My eyes practically swell shut when I'm around cats.
4- If I pick something out at a store and decide after I've walked around for awhile that I don't want it, I just put it down wherever I'm at. This bugs people. I have worked retail though, so I figure it's okay. I'm just making sure people keep there jobs. **Your welcome on the job security by the way.
5- I usually don't like to talk about politics or religion with people. It makes me feel weird.
6- When I'm nervous, I get loud and talkative, usually resulting in me looking like an ass.

I tag- Alina, Shaun and Corey, but only if they want to!

Thanks Lynze for tagging me. Made me feel like we were back at meadowbrook.

Rules-
1. Link to person who has tagged you *http://lynzewardle.blogspot.com *I can't figure out how to do a fancy link. Son of a b.
2. Post the rules on your blog
3. Write 6 random things about yourself
4. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog

If I Were The Killer, I'd Kill You Next.

2008-10-15T08:31:00.000-07:00

I love Fall and I love Halloween! Every year, for the holidays, I have to watch the same movies. I've compiled a list of my top three favorite Halloween/Fall movies.

1- Clue- I love the game, love the movie…. Love it.
Priceless Characters: Wadsworth, Professor Plum, Miss Peacock, Miss White, Mr. Green, Colonel Mustard and Miss Scarlet.

2- The Burbs- "I want to kill everyone… Satan is Good, Satan is our pal." How can a movie have a line like that and not be a winner?

3-Rocky Horror Picture Show- Tim Curry might be the best looking Tranny I've ever seen. And you know what?...Any movie with Meatloaf is a good one. I think they picked him so people would go see the movie in the first place. It's kind of like when directors pick Kevin Costner for their film. It can't be based on his talent...Lord knows.

Honorable Mentions: Addams Family Values(1&2), Ghost Busters, The Changeling and Peggy Sue Got Married.

My Mom and I are not Smarter than Fifth Graders.

2008-10-14T09:58:00.000-07:00

I went with my Mom this weekend to Abode for an open market. First off, it was freezing and Second off, nobody wanted to shop. But it didn't stop us from having a good time. We sat in the back of her Toaster Car- The scion and played 'Are you Smarter than a Fifth Grader' on my phone while my Mother made Yo-Yo's. I tried all my charm to get people to buy stuff. I gave them my selling eye but was unsucessful.

The bitter cold was the only down fall of the day. I even avoided an eye puncture from a flailing needle. Other than the weather, any day I can spend giggling with my Mom is a good one in my book.

On a side note: A group of girls were selling journals that they made and I bought one because I thought it was so cute. I also wanted to try to make them because they looked easy, fun and cheap. This is a picture of my Journal. Isn't it cute?? At least I like it.

Got a problem? I'll fix it.

2008-10-10T13:29:00.000-07:00

I've reached a new level of intelligence today. I fixed my own ipod with a little help from some cyber nerds on the web.

The problem:
My ipod has been on constant restore mode for the past year.

History:
I have two ipods. The nano has all my old music on it because it needed to be restored and I was afraid because when I restored my big ipod I lost everything and it was pretty horrific. So, I have one small ipod with very little music on it and one ipod with nothing on it. So stressful...right?

The solution:
I googled ipod won't restore and was led to this site where others had the same problem. And THEN…. I saw the coolest site of all. http://www.command-tab.com/2006/03/30/hidden-ipod-commands/ where it gave me detailed directions to all my ipod woes.

Trouble shooting steps
I- Did a hard reset
2- Changed my ipod to Disk Mode
3- Changed to Diagnostic Mode
4- Reformated the ipod drive thing on my computer.
5- Restored through itunes and WaLa! Fixed.

I am not a computer saavy person, so this was a huge event for me. I actually fixed it on my own. It took me a little over an hour, but dog gonnit (or as Alina would say, God Donnit) I fixed it.

Now I'm just looking on the apple site to see if they need me to come work for them in technical support as I am now proficient in technologogy in general and all that is mac. I'm pretty qualified.

Lacy almost rained on my parade by saying: "Why didn't you just take it to the mac store? They could have told you what was wrong with it." But she didn't. Because the triumph of fixing it on my own was so sweet.

Vegetables on the way to the Crapper

2008-09-30T08:38:00.000-07:00

Well I'll be...

I was on my way to the bathroom when I saw a zuchini that was quite large and someone was just giving it away! Well, as times are tough economically, I decided to take it home with me and eat it for dinner for the next week and a half.

People are always giving away tons of eggs too. But, since I work for a research hospital, I figure they are probably mutated and therefore I always decline on taking them home. But hey, who doesn't like free zuchini? Nobody. That's who.

Everybody drowned, but I have plenty of Bear Meat

2008-09-26T09:57:00.000-07:00

This is a picture of the hugest monitor I've ever seen…. which reminds me of playing Number Munchers, The Fishing Game (name escapes me) and Oregon Trail during computer class in elementary. For nostalgia purposes I almost wanted to take it home with me, but alas, decided against it.

This is a side shot. The pictures don't do justice as to how huge it is. Ahhh..technology.

**I didn't care for Number Munchers because I'm no good at math and who does fractions for fun? Lame people, that's who.
**I sort of liked the fishing game, but I maintain that if I knew more about fish and their feeding habits, then this would have been alot more fun.
**My favorite was Oregon Trail. The best part about this game for me was the hunting. I didn't care if my family drowned or if Indians wanted to trade something. Hunting was my goal. I was best at shooting the bears as they were WAY slower than those little squirrels. I was pretty good at killing Buffalo too. Who'd a thought?

None of us is as Dumb as all of Us...

2008-09-24T10:32:00.000-07:00

I have a meeting today in which we will be discussing Sexual Harassment as well as people with Disabilities.

I knew I shouldn't have pantsed Tina the Hydro cephalic at lunch the other day. When will I ever learn??

My Favorite Show- No Mo

2008-09-23T14:26:00.000-07:00

Well, it's a sad sad day for me and whoever else enjoyed the show October Road. Unfortunately there weren't many who loved it as much as I. For this reason, the show has been cancelled. Son of a Beep Mother Beeper.

It's a shame. I was really looking forward to all the small town secrets and drama.

Speedy Gonzales, Funny Clip and a Diet Coke Headache

2008-09-18T07:11:00.000-07:00

Okay… every day I go to lunch with my co-workers/friends Chris and Katija. While I was in line behind Katie, I heard this girl behind me talking to her friend. Only, she wasn't just talking, she was like double talking. I have never heard anybody speak so fast. For the two minutes it took for Katie to order her sandwich and move down the line, this girl had probably told a five minute story. I was imagining how hard English would sound if I spoke another language. When I got to the front of the line to order, I couldn't stop laughing. I felt like I should turn around and ask her to be my friend so I could enjoy listening to her warped speed talking. Or, I also felt like turning around and holding up my watch and saying- "Tell me your life story in 2 minutes…Go!" and then timing her. I bet she could have done it too.

Later in the day I saw this video of Amy Poehler on SNL doing Kaitlin… my favorite. She kind of reminds me of how quick the girl was talking. (small intro commercial- annoying)

And finally, Drum roll…. I've been off the hard stuff since last Thursday. That's a whole week without Diet Coke (or as I call it, the Nectar of the Gods). So, I've got a tiny bit of a diet coke headache right now, but it is nothing in comparison to how it felt two days after quiting. So yeah. I'm pretty proud of myself for kicking this habit. And I did it without so much as a caffeine patch or a gateway drink, such as tea. Oh yeah.

So, that's my Random Thursday. Weird… I know.

Responses We Wish We Could Send

2008-09-16T22:03:00.000-07:00

Alina and Cory Here: This is a duo post. While looking through some websites, we stumbled across a blog of a person from our past. Although we give credit for the persons passion and overall mission of life, it was riddled with self righteousness, criticism and judgment; ironically, the absence of these very characteristics being his/her passion.

Therefore, being two respectful people who are big believers in Karma and slightly chicken, decided not to send a very well stated, articulate, angry and perhaps a little catty comment on his/her blog. We were going to post it in this blog, but decided against it. (We lost faith in all you judgers out there!)

Does this ever happen to you? Although Alina and I are both like minded, the post rung false to the very core. At this point, what do you do when all you want to do is shake someone, tell them they are crazy, or try to give the person a little exposure to life and reality? I guess rant about it for a minute and decide to be who you are. Or as Lacy would say, "Remember who you're not."

This is Alina 'worshiping' in Rome. They had to provide her a shawl as she was dressed like a street walker.

Cory 'worshiping' in a restroom...hoping everything would come out okay...

Thanks,
Alina & Cory

A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words...

2008-09-05T14:41:00.001-07:00

Okay. So, I was looking through some of my old yearbooks and I found some good pictures. I have had some fun looks in my days. I also included a couple pictures of my friends Alina & Catie. Aren't they so cute?

-This is me with my lovely feathered hair-
-This was when I sported my jheri curl. It really compliments my eyes, if you ask me. (and the boys loved it)-

-Alina- always a trend setter. She could have been a part-time model because she can smile with her eyes-

-This might not have been her best look. But she's still a foxy lady to me-

-Here is Catie and her fro. She used to hide her drugs in there-

-This is Catie after her run in with the law. Now she bakes muffins and tole paints-

Na..na...na.. Naturally!

2008-08-28T10:04:00.000-07:00

Embarrasment this week.

Okay. So I'm rocking out to Movin 100.7. Yes, that’s right. I enjoy me some good moovin music. Anyways. Shakira comes on and I'm loving it. I'm singing my heart out and my radio might be on a bit louder than usual. I pull into my driveway, turn off the car and continue to sing as I get out. And then when I turn around to lock my car I see my evil neighbor sitting behind her fence gardening.

How embarrasing. I'm no Shakira. I think if you know me, you would know my best abilities are not in the singing variety. I guess it serves her right... for being evil.

Every Party has a Pooper, That's Why They Invited Me.

2008-08-21T09:23:00.000-07:00

I have a work get together on Saturday that I had RSVP'd a NO to and then was coerced into going anyways… which pisses me off. So, I've set up some rules for the event and realized that I may be a bit of a poor sport, but I don't care.
1- I refuse to get my picture taken. (They usually gather people around and force them to take twenty pictures and then email them to the whole department which is awkward)
2- I refuse to sit at a table with a certain somebody who coerced me into attending. (He forced me to go and so, I don't want to have much interaction with him on the blessed event.)
3- I will Not pretend like I'm at work. (It sucks because I put on a show Monday through Friday… I play my professional role and I don't want to have to do it on Saturday either)
4- I won't stay late. I will be there for 1 hour at the most and then I'm going home to live my life with my friends and my family. (The reason given as to why I should attend this year was some crap about "It’s a great opportunity to get to know people outside of work." ) <------ That irritates me beyond belief. What sucks is that I spend the most of my time with my co-workers… over, above and beyond the time I get to spend with the people that matter most to me in my life. So excuse me for not being all happy go lucky about being forced to 'get to know' people that I already spend 40 plus hours a week with. I'm pretty sure I know them and I'm pretty sure that I'm already friends with the ones I want to know outside of work.

Moral of the story- I'm irritated, grumpy, annoyed, mean, and not a nice person. And that’s it. No apologies here.

Punks Movie Review

2008-08-15T08:03:00.000-07:00

So, I listen to the radio station x96- radio from hell, and they have this guy come on all the time and his name is Punk and he does movie reviews. He always reviews horrible movies and then offers suggested snack food to enjoy while watching the horrible movie.

Anyways---This is awesome because I tend to only like horrible movies. Sure, I enjoy the occasional awesome or classic movie, but mostly I love the movies full of corniness, embarrassing lines, cheesy music, and over the top romance. Most of them are unrealistic in the extreme.

So, I decided I am going to review one of my ALL TIME FAVORITE HORRIBLE MOVIES! And the movie is... drum roll...

BACK TO THE BEACH!

Okay. So, this movie rocks because it was made in 1987 and was never a hit. The story is of Annette Funicello and Frankie Avalon after they have grown up and had children. They are on their way from Ohio to Hawaii and stop to visit their daughter Sandy who lives in California....on their old beach. Of course they never make it to Hawaii and as you can imagine, trouble ensues. Here are 10 movie happenings as well as reasons why I love this movie!

1- All the passengers on the plane stand up simultaneously, after Frankie dotes about his daughter, and puke into their vomit bags.

2- "The Big Kahuna" beats down the door with his sons head.

3- Connie and Frankie sing "California Sun" at Daddio's

4- Sandy, her friends and Annette have a Pajama Party which is of course crashed by the punks who live next door.

5- Surfers Wipe Out and a Jamaica Ska dance party starts on the beach.

6- Annette goes surfing but doesn't get her hair wet

7- Bonfire make up scene; oohs and ahhs included.

8- Pee Wee Herman sings "Birds the Word" and flies into the sky on a magical surf board.

9- During a surf off for the rights to the beach, The Humunga Cowabunga from Down Unda (a wave) rolls in and Frankie has to surf his way out of it.

and 10- Annette and Frankie walk down the beach and finish the movie by saying the following sentence (that melts my heart every time) "Are we the corniest couple you've ever seen or what?"

The movie includes the following cameos- June, Wally and Beaver Cleaver- O.J. Simpson- Pee Wee Herman- Stevie Ray Vaughn- Maxwell Smart- Dick Dale- Gilligan and The Skipper.

A few Quotes that I love:
"I know I just met you, but I love you. Will you be my main squeeze?" (The Skipper to Bridgette)

"Your talking about hair? Where did you guys get your hair cut... The Braille barber college?" (Frankie to the Punks)

"You know, its quite a piece of dialogue when you two intellectual giants get together. I should be writing this down." (Bobby to Annette & Frankie)

"I believe in happy endings" (Annette to Sandy)

"I dig chicks. Chicks dig me digging them... dig?" (Troy to Annette)

"You must represent darkness, evil and Godless Communism" (June Cleaver to The Punks)

And now, for the snack food that best compliments this movie...

TATOR TOTS- MASHED UP WITH KETCHUP

It's really that simple. Mash up your tots, stir in some ketchup, pop in the movie and enjoy.

Ladies Who Luncheon

2008-08-05T08:10:00.000-07:00

My attempts at becoming the new "Shop Shop, Visit Visit, Lunch Lunch"

Catie: What do you think her name would be if it wasn't Bjork?
Cory: Michael
Catie: Makes Sense

Cate P. and I had a very lovely lunch date the other day. Just Catie, Me, Unborn and briefly Dave. It was so nice, just hanging out at Catie's cute little apartment that I love.

For lunch we went with an oldy but a goody, Molca Salsa...Delicious. Then we went straight on to the activity; which was watching the movie Cloverfield.

I just have to say this---Catie might be one of the funniest people I know to watch a movie with.

If you are a person who doesn't like talking during the show, then you would have been so annoyed by us. I'm pretty sure we had a comment for most everything.

I thought the movie was good...far fetched, but good. Just because I said that, I'm totally going to have my own personal cloverfield hell happen in my life. Oh well.

I didn't want to go home because I LOVE hanging out with the little Pilkington family. But the day had to come to an end when I heard a strange rumble come from Bennett's diaper area. That was my cue to bow out gracefully.

Cory: You have a new car?
Jen: Yeah, we sold our car to some illegals
Cory: Oh yeah, how'd that work.
Jen: They gave me cash, I gave them my truck.
Cory: Cool

I also had a lunch date with the lovely Jen Ellington and her sweet little baby who may as well be her little brother. He looks just like an Allred to me. I just had a flashback of her little brother (Jeffrey??) throwing a worm in my hair. Sweet little kid.

We went to Robintinos and immediately Jen pulls out a a portable seat and a table cloth that sticks to the table for Greyson, and a second later she's dumping little snacks out all the while carrying on conversation.

She seriously cracked me up. What a funny girl. I have known Jen since elementary. I found a picture the other day of my kindergarten class and she was in it. Its so funny to see her now, all grown up, being a mom. The job suits her.

Both these girls are awesome and I'm lucky to have them as my friends.

What Makes Me So Crazy for Infomercials?

2008-07-19T11:40:00.000-07:00

Here's the thing. Infomercials are dumb. Everybody knows it. They are misleading, most of the time false, and promise things that simply aren't realistic or true.

This being said, I can't get enough of them. Just today, I sat down for a little Saturday TV enjoyment and start flipping through the channels. I stopped at some cooking shows and then flipped again and knew I had hit the jack pot. "The Magic Bullet" blender infomercial was on and I was stuck.

Mind you, I've seen this particular infomercial more than once. I still stopped and watched on; Amazed at the possibilities of blending up a fruit smoothie or making some soup in less the 3 minutes flat.

This brings me to my point. Why am I so crazy for infomercials?

Maybe its because I love the corny banter between the seller and the person who is 'trying' out the product. Or maybe it is because of all the promises they make and the guarantee of product satisfaction.

I also LOVE when people give there little testimonials about the product. It only gets better if during the testimonial, somebody breaks down a little and says with a tear in their eye and a quiver in their voice... "This Juicer has absolutely changed my life."

How can I not believe them? They are in tears for hells sake.

I know for a fact that Nery Coleman appreciates herself a good infomercial too, so I don't feel bad about it. In fact, I bet other people like them as well. Maybe not us much as I do, but still.

The picture below is of the gt express. I've seen the infomercial for it as well, and pretty soon I'm going to break down and buy it, try it, be dissapointed and end up giving it to the DI because its crap. Oh well.

Is it? No... But could it be?

2008-07-09T08:28:00.000-07:00

Whats this you ask? An ancient artifcact from a lost civilization? Perhaps its a relic from an old Indian burial ground? No... No, its just my fourth grade music project. I found it last night.

I was laughing so hard because I remember what the assignment was.

We were to go home and make a 'small' instrument and bring it to school and we were all going to play music together. Very awesome, I know. So, I go home and tell the assignment to my Father who immediatley decides that its OUR project. We get a big PVC type pipe and cover it with leather and then cover the tops and bottoms with stretched cow hide.... Just in case you forgot, I'm in Fourth grade. We then weave some cool thread through the drum for authenticity purposes and its looking great . He's 'helping' me but really I'm just watching a grown man play around and make a drum.

Anyways, I go to school the next day and everyone has something small, (painted popsicle sticks that click together, spoons and contraptions made with rubber bands and paper clips) and there I am in all my glory with a freakin drum.

Randi and I were laughing about it because my Dad made her this crazy harmonica out of metal pipes for her project. I bet you EVERYONE out there has a similar story where there parents have taken control of a school project or assignment for there child. If I had kids, I would do it too. Hey, why not?

Lacy- If your reading this... just know that I wish I had a picture of you holding your rifle in your mountain man attire... courtesy of Neil Breinholt. This is another prime example of a Father souping up a project for his child. So funny.

(My Mom isn't exempt from doing this... Certainly Not. She has helped me with too many projects to count. A small list: San Andreas Fault project, a First Lady Puppet, 13 Colonies Essay, A miniature handcart fully loaded with pots, pans and bags of flour and numerous show and tells.... She's fabulous)

The Sidewinder

2008-06-29T19:19:00.000-07:00

Oh Yeah... Don't worry about it. It's just my sweet new ride.

My Dad and I worked together for a good solid two hours just souping up my bike (I've had it for ten years). We purchased a new innertube, tightened a TON of screws, changed my seat, and gave it a bit of a spit shine.

While we were fixing it two things popped into my head:

1- About three days out of seven during the summer I would fall off my bike. Some part of my legs or arms were usually sporting a new or old scab. Anyways, I would always drop my bike wherever I wrecked it and run home. My Dad would sit me in his bathroom on the sink and spray some sort of antibacterial spray on my wound and I would cry my eyes out. Then I'd go and retreive my bike and ride home recklessly. It makes me wonder if it really hurt or if it was all in my head.

2- It also brought back a memory of a game that Randi and I used to play. We'd turn the bike on its handlebars and pretend we were making cotton candy or we were working in an ice cream shop.

I'm so glad my Dad has always been able to help me with my bike. He's the Best!

So, beware. I have a bike now so I'll come and visit you. I may lose my energy though and

require you to drop me and my sidewinder off at home :)

This is how the ice cream machine was set up...I wonder if anybody ever played that? Hmm.

Thank You For Being A Friend

2008-06-27T13:18:00.000-07:00

" If you threw a party, invited everyone you knew. You would see, the biggest gift would be from me, and the card attached would say, Thank you for being a friend "

The Golden Girls

I was just watching the Golden Girls and damn it.... Who doesn't want to live in a house with three good friends, go on hot dates with handsome widowers, wear lovely bedazzled sweaters, and eat cheese cake in the middle of the night? Anyone in there right mind would jump at the chance.

Dorothy:
I thought about it and I'm definitely a Dorothy; kind of mean, witty, assertive and slightly mannish. Her shoulder pads are legendary and her bauble earings are fabulous.

Blanche:
I think that Catie would be a Blanche but not because she's a raging slut. No, because she is a flirty girl and would be a smokin hot older lady on the prowl if the circumstances were right.

Rose:
Alina is the closest thing to Rose I've ever seen. Rose is from St. Olaf while Alina is from Rupert Idaho. Do you see the similarities? She also has this great tendency to say the most hilarious random things. Just ask her what a jockey box is and then ask her a couple of her uncles names and you'll understand further.

Sophia:
Lacy is so hilarious and is quite possibly the most blunt person you'll ever meet. She says it like it is and there are no apologies; therefore, she's Sophia. She's really the glue that keeps the girls together. She's perfect!

So. Instead of dreading getting older, I think I'm going to just hope that the friends I am lucky enough to have now will remain in my future. I could only be so fortunate. Plus, I think I'm learning to embrace my inner granny.... And she is FABULOUS

Random Texting by Cory W. & Lacy B.

2008-06-26T20:54:00.000-07:00

**Let me preface this with a few facts. Fact #1- I happened to rip my pajamas while I was on the phone with Lacy the other day. Fact #2- The pajamas in question were actually given to me by Lacy, so I'm pretty sure its her fault they ripped. Fact #3- It is strange when people love shows like 'Dancing with the Stars', 'Work Out' and 'Groomer Has it'. I remind Lacy of this every time I can.

Lacy- I’m in Love with a guy on the bachelorette. I mean serious crush!
Cory- I will have to catch up on the show at work. Whats the handsome devils name?
Lacy- There is 2, Jeremy and Jesse. I’m way invested. I cried
Cory- I’m tollay judging you.
Lacy- Bitch! Well now that I know we judge each other, I’ve got lots on you.
Cory- I already knew you judged me unfairly for being a harry potter fan, so I’ve come to terms. Your into embarrasing tv and I’m into sorcery and wizards. No big deal.
Lacy- And you like vampires and you wear crotchless pajamas.
Cory- You really know how to make it sting don’ t you. Well, you watch groomer has it and can whistle out of your nose. So, really, were perfect together
Lacy- Weirdo’s Unite!

8 Year Old Cory and I Need to Do Lunch

2008-06-24T20:28:00.000-07:00

I LOVE these Pencils!

Do you remember these pencils? I'd always change the lead tips way too early because I liked them to be sharp and eventually one piece would always go missing.

FYI- If I need a good cheering up, just buy me some office supplies.

Anyways... I got to thinking-

Sometimes I long for the days when I was young and my job duties were to water the plants, dust and vacuum a living room and do the dishes. At the time, I remember waiting until five minutes before my Mom was supposed to be home and then I'd scramble to get my 'jobs' done.

Today I realized that if I could go back to a carefree summer of chores, bike riding, running through sprinklers, visiting grandparents, walking to gas stations for drinks, and playing barbies, bank and school....then I gladly would. I envy the little kids out there just living the summertime dream.

Cheers to Summer!

-barbeques -fireworks -wet grass -trampolines -sleepovers -night games -road trips -friends -sunsets -sisters -lagoon -bike rides & -bare feet

Boo to:

-waking up at 6:00 every morning -relying on my cell phone, email, work phone, etc. -worrying about deadlines, fiscal year end, paperwork and physicians -having to scold people & -wanting the weekend to come so I can catch up on sleep

So- live it up you little snot nose kids :)

Green Acres

2008-06-09T08:51:00.000-07:00

I just thought this picture was hilarious....

I took a little road trip down to Wellsville to visit the "Honeymoon Sweet at Green Acres" as named by Patricia Willey. I was given the tour of squash, green beans, raspberries, blueberries and corn plants as well as peach and plum trees and grape vines.

This is a cool old tractor...

Little Ernie was all ready for the road trip. Water- check, leash- forgot it, food- uhoh, I forgot that too.... Good thing he loves me.

Hoo... Hoo...

2008-06-05T07:58:00.001-07:00

Pregnant Belly Cake

Baby Shower!
For little Catie Pilkington
Were both real quiet when we get creative...

What the Jimmy Dickens

2008-06-04T12:00:00.000-07:00

What the lil Jimmy Dickens is this thing called a blog? Hmmm.. I'm going to proceed, but it will be with caution. I just visited my Good Friends Lacy, Joe & Louis Breinholt Leong in Brooklyn New York. I had a great time visiting all the sites. I was sure to keep my new camera in my handy fanny pack... and here are some of my pictures. Sit back, peruse, and enjoy :)

My Gracious Hosts: Lacy & Joe

I Love Lacy! Its really that simple. She:
*showed me all around town* *bought me a Bergen Bagel (which was to die for)** bargained me some perfume on Canal Street, which I didn't buy because I chickened out.** gave me some tricks of the trade make up techniques** stocked her fridge with diet coke** made me dinner and made me laugh** AND much much more*

Cory, Louis & Lacy

Union Square Park

Times Square
-RENT-

Fast Times at Pay Half