Friday, February 29, 2008

One Of My Better Days

Happy Leap Day!!

This is quite possibly the best Leap Day I have ever had because I finished eating breakfast almost an hour ago and I have yet to throw it up. And after 2-1/2 years at my current job, my junk email is finally starting to go to my junk email. I didn't see any dirty pictures or dirty words today. Yeah!

I think in celebration of these two great feats, I will eat lots of salt crackers and chocolate covered almonds.

Friday, February 22, 2008

My First Thoughts On "American Idol"

So, a while ago at work, we had a company order these glow-in-the-dark frisbees with "I Love Mormons" printed on it. I have no idea who they gave them to or what they were used for, but I thought it was pretty funny and kinda cool.

I totally agree with this company; I love Mormons too! I'm a big fan of both of the Mormons on "American Idol" and I even think they would be my favorites if they weren't LDS. I love the blonde girl (whose name I can't remember at the moment) and I also really like the girl whose dad died. I think her name is Asia or something.

My favorite boys are, of course, the cute little boy from Murray (how sad is it that I'm old enough to think a 16-year old is a little boy?) and the Aussie (because that's my dog's name) and the kid with dreadlocks even though I don't think the dreads work for him at all.

I haven't been too impressed with this season so far, but I'm sure it will get better. I was, however, greatly impressed with Paula Abdul's new video. And I loved when Simon told the kid who got kicked off that he should get a good job because he could never have a singing career. You gotta love the honesty.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

My Gift To EJ

EJ's temper is basically non-existent most of the time. However, in the two and a half years we've been married, I have found two things that make him really, really angry. So, naturally, I try to do these two things as much as I possibly can, because that's the kind of person I am.

The first thing that makes him really angry is when I rub my toes on his leg. Obviously, EJ and I have never played footsie under the table. I don't understand why he hates it so much. My feet are always clean and I have really pretty toes.

The second thing that makes him really angry is when I eat his french fries. Now, I understand that french fries are delicious and, seriously, who wants to share their fries? But he honestly goes crazy when I try to eat one. It's weird. He acts very similar to the way my dog did that time we gave him the bone from our ham to chew on and then when we tried to take it away, I thought he was going to kill us all because he was so evil-angry.

Since we're poor and we can't afford any cool Valentine's Day gifts, I think my gift to him will be that I won't rub my toes on him or eat his french fries for like two weeks.

Speaking of Valentine's Day, if I was planning to give a promotional gift to my employees or customers, I would definitely go with the Softbeadz Heart Pillow or the Heart Shape Mints.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Haircuts

Every time EJ gets his hair cut, we have the same conversation. It goes something like this:

(Before he leaves):
EJ: I need to wash my hair really fast
Me: Why do you need to wash your hair?
EJ: Because it has gel in it
Me: But they wash your hair for you
EJ: No they don't; it costs extra if they wash your hair
Me: No it doesn't; it's included in the price of your hair cut
EJ: No it isn't; you always have to pay extra
Me: I have never had to pay to get my hair washed

(After he gets back):
Me: How much was your hair cut?
EJ: (Insert some random price that gets more expensive every time he goes)
Me: That's a lot for a boy's hair cut
EJ: I know. I also had to pay a tip
Me: You had to pay a tip for your haircut?
EJ: I always have to pay a tip for my haircut
Me: I have never had to pay a tip for a haircut

Am I completely crazy?! I have got my hair cut at several different nice/expensive salons and several different cheap places and I have never had to pay extra to get my hair washed. It's always included in the price of the hair cut. Once, I was in a hurry and I even asked the girl if she had to wash my hair and she looked at me like I was crazy and proceeded to tell me that you have to wash your hair before it gets cut, men included.

I have also never paid a tip for a hair cut. Am I just rude and don't realize that you're supposed to? EJ says there is always a place for a tip on the receipt they give you. I have never seen a receipt with a place for a tip at a hair cutting place.

Who is the crazy one? Me or EJ?

Speaking of hair, this promotional Folding Hairbrush is a pretty handy thing to have around, especially after a brand new haircut.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Ah, Memories

Last night, as EJ and I were going to bed, we were talking about funny things that had happened to us. I was thinking about this group of kids that came to my elementary school from Copperton, some random city somewhere. They were really weird and all the boys had mullets.
One boy, named Cody, looked like a mouse and he had this really long mullet almost to the end of his back. He would always say really disgusting things to me that are far too gross to write on this blog. I'm not sure if he was trying to flirt with me or offend me or what.

But the funny thing that happened was with another Copperton boy with a mullet, named Shad. I walked past him on the playground after school one day and I didn't say anything to him, I don't think I even looked at him, and he punched me really hard in the stomach. It completely knocked the wind out of me and I fell on the ground. We both had to go to the principal's office and I don't remember what his punishment was, but when the principal asked him why he did it, he refused to answer. I'm convinced that he did it for one of the following three reasons: 1) He was jealous that my hair was so much prettier than his, 2) I wouldn't give in to his best friend, Cody's, advances, or 3) He was just practicing for a long life of physically abusing women.

Whatever the reason, I wouldn't be the least bit surprised if Shad and Cody are enjoying the inside of a jail cell for the next 15-20 years.

Anyway, it was a very traumatic day for me, so my mom let me pick out a cute Stuffed Teddy Bear at the store.