catching up

Lots of little things on my mind.
I made a list so I wouldn't forget.

Disney
First off, since I am so far behind. Disney was awesome. There were a few new rides that made the trip even more exciting. The food was really tasty of course. I got a slight tan which was a good perk. I was looking ghostly white for a while there. For the most part, the family got along. I don't think I want to spend 8 straight days with them in one hotel room that often, but every once in a while is good for us I guess. My sisters and I met a couple of guys that won the Disney version of American Idol the day we were there and stalked them on facebook. Keepin it classy, I know!

Falling on my ass story
The other night I went to the ballet with my sister, Will, and Michelle. (Which was really good, and caused a bunch of old memories to flood back.) But before we went to the ballet, I had 10 minutes to run in and change from work and get to Kroger. I threw on some heels, a cuter sweater, and washed up a little. While I was washing up, I stepped backwards and slipped right over the heels that I had sitting on the floor. When I fell, I fell hard...and to make the story even better...my ass fell directly on the heels. I have the biggest bruise imaginable and it is about 4 different colors. It hurts to sit down too. It's great. Let's hope butt tissue heals quickly.

"I secretly think of myself as an artist who doesn't make art"
I read post secret on a weekly basis, and I always try to relate them to myself, but I rarely find one that I really can connect to. People always write in talking about how they relate to so many of the secrets, but I feel like it doesn't happen that often for me. This week though, I came across this secret and it just popped out at me. I have always felt that part of me is an artist, but that there isn't a media for me to express my "inner artist" through, at least that I have found so far...maybe one day. Anyway, it was just a cool secret and it made me smile.

Dreads guy at walgreens
Today I was studying a little and about to go pull my bike out of the closet for the first bike ride of Spring, and I got a call from Walgreens that I was supposed to be there at 4. (It was 4:30 at the time) There went my afternoon...So I ran and put on my professional attire and hurried off to work. Of course when I get there the place is insane and there is over an hour wait and not nearly enough people to do everything that needed to be done. I threw myself into it though and tried to be as nice and as helpful as I could be in the circumstances. It's so crazy how no one is sincere in their daily interactions with people. We all go along saying "hello, what can I do for you?" and the majority of people saying "hi, how are you? and, without even allowing you time to answer, saying "I'm here to get Mr. Smith's prescription, or I would like a hamburger." Then you sit awkwardly at the register trying not to make eye contact and then quickly end the entire process with a "Thank you, have a nice day". It gets so fucking monotonous. Well today in all the mess, I spotted a guy in the back of the line with dreads and a beard. Sounds good already right? Well then when he gets to the front of the line, i say "hi, what can I do for you?" and he says "I need to get so and so's prescription." Of course one of them isn't ready, so I run to the back and fix it really quick. Then I run back to the front while trying to answer someone else's question in the down time. Then cool looking dude asks me, "how is your day going?" sincerely, while making eye contact...I was like wow, no way. So I tell him that it's crazy, but I'm making it. and he continues that he knows how that goes. So I decided to tell him that I was about to bike ride but then I got called into work, and he said don't you hate when that happens?. (I gave up on quotation marks...next the capitalization and punctuation will go too) I then asked, don't you work at NBT, and he said he did, but now he works at earth fare. I told him he had a memorable face and he said that it was most likely the beard and dreads. I laughed. He said thanks. It was the best part of my day at work.

Next time I'll talk about...
Do you remember the library buses that used to come to your neighborhood when you were little?

And to make up for last blog, I am going to pick two songs for song of the day.
The only cd in my car for the past few days has been Feist, so when I'm not listening to WUSC, I have been listening to her on repeat. I never realized how much I liked #7.

Feist
When I was a Young Girl
from Let it Die

and...

Colour Revolt
Matresses Underwater
from the EP


p.s. Seal- Kiss From a Rose gets honorable mention, mostly because it is on right now and reminding me of how much I used to love that song, and a little due to it being on one of the first 2 cds I ever owned (I also got Joan Osbourne's cd with What if God was one of us? on it...I racked up!)