Let's Go to the Movies

After another blogging disappearance, this story was worth sharing. I figure I may as well let others get some entertainment out of my stupidity.

This past weekend I went to the movies with some friends. As we approached the hall of our movie theater I, as I always do, decided to use the lu before the movie began. As I exited the bathroom and got ready to head to the theater I realized I did not have my ticket. It was sitting on top of the toilet paper dispenser in the bathroom. Easy fix, right?! Well, not so much when you have no recollection as to what stall you went in and the bathroom is like grand central station at the moment. All stalls in use. After checking about every stall...ticket in hand. DONE.

Off to the theater. As I was climbing the stairs in the theater...who do you ask trips and falls on her face?! That would be me. AMAZING! Ya, it was awkward not going to lie. I was laughing pretty hard. I then receive a text message from an unknown number taunting me about me fall. Even more amazing. Come to find out it was the # of someone with my cousin, Paige, who happened to witness this great occasion from across the theater.

I watched the movie...it was mediocre.

Post movie. I go to use the lu, like I always do. The toilet paper roll has not much left on it, maybe a few more uses, and is sitting on top of the dispenser. I grab it begin to unroll and what happens. I drop it...into the toilet. While still holding the end. 'nough said.

Bottom line...I am a moron.

daddy mac will make you...

When one of my co-workers brought up an awesome Sprite commercial from the early 90's, I was reminded of this hip-hop group. I memorized every word to that commercial. Somehow I still know it.

THE FORCE

*I was driving down State Street and suddenly with my eagle eyes spotted a shampoo chair on the side of the road. You know I flipped around to check it out. It is in mint condition and now in the basement of yours truly! Free dollars my friends!!

*I was heading to the freeway to go to Park City when I came upon the chair. The bad news is as I was coming out of Parley's there was a Highway Patrol man, sitting in his usual place, waiting for someone to let gravity get the best of them. You guessed it...and the minute he pulled out so did I, I was history. That hill sucks! Bottom line, I was riding my brake and still got clocked at 83! The bad news is I really was going 83, no denying it, but so was everyone else. The speed limit--65. He came to get my lisence and registration and I was totally shaking as I gave it to him. I was imagining the bad news of a ticket going 18 over. The officer went back to his car for about 5 minutes. He returned and in all of his kindness let me go with out a ticket and just told me to slow down! Yippee!

TONIGHT THE FORCE WAS DEFINITELY WITH ME!

GrOw Up?!?

*Remember the time...

...my niece said.... "You know Julia, people that look like adults but, are actually just kids. Like you." ( I am guessing this stems from the idea that all of my brothers and sisters are married, have their own children they have to watch over and play with, and do not live in their parents house. I think in her eyes me and my four year old niece are pretty much in the same boat.. I just look like an adult.)

...I went to watch the same niece ice skate yesterday and decided maybe I should do some skating with her. My sister in law told me it was five dollars. So I took the five dollars up to pay my dues and the two ladies at the counter informed me it was only four fifty but, it was going to take a second cause they had to get out of the program they were in and switch to the register program on the computer. I was in a little bit of a hurry, I was only on my lunch break, and was pretty sure it was five dollars and I did not need change. I questioned them and said, "only four fifty.. you sure it is not five?" They kinda looked at me a little weird and said, "ya four fifty". I shot them another weird look and they then asked, in a confused tone, "well, how old are you?" With hesitance I answered.."27." I then paid my five bucks. Come to find out if you are 17 or under it is only four fifty.

ThE PuBlic LiBraRy!

I can not count how many times people have asked me what it is that I do and I wished that I could have their facial expression on camera. When just getting to know someone and they ask this question, I have gotten many a weird look when I answer that I am a full time librarian and a part time hair dresser. Somehow, people just don't seem to think the two fit. Well, what is nerdier than any of this??? Quite possibly that there were some sort of celebrations with cake, ice cream, and lunch because I have been at the library for ten years today! I have not quite decided if it is a good thing or bad! I guess it could be far worse, I could have the same job title and pay I started with... that would be bad! Luckily that has all changed a few times. Anywho, bottom line... I aM GrAtefuL fOr mY JoB!Grateful I have a job, it is a low stress job, I feel comfortable and competent there, I like the people I work with (all sooo different from me, but help me to be more accepting and less judgemental of all those around me), they treat me well, I kinda like that if when I am gone for a few days things are a bit out of control--makes me feel sort of needed, I make enough to pay for what I need, and I do not have one thought about my work once I leave there--- I can fully leave my work at work. I may dread it from time to time... it is work...but I truly am grateful, for so many reasons, that I have it.

Nay, Speak No Ill

Let's just say, today while I was at church and we were flipping through the hymnal looking for a song to sing in Sunday school, this is the hymn I suggested. To you it may say 'NAY, SPEAK NO ILL'.... but to me, in all seriousness, I requested, luckily to only a few, "Nay, Speak Number 3!!!"

"mini-cheeseburgers" vs. "steak sliders"

What is this? You got it, a so-called "mini cheeseburger". Last weekend I had the great privilege of going to dinner with two of my friends, in order to keep their privacy, (they would not even let me take their picture for the blog), we will call them Spanky and Clover. We made this outing for Clover's birthday extravaganza and since where she comes from they do not have an Applebees, that was the restaurant of her choosing. As we browsed the menu, Spanky decided a nice cheeseburger and fries sounded deluxe. Much to our surprise they not only offered a regular cheeseburger with fries, but you could get 3 mini-cheeseburgers with fries. Well, really who would want the regular cheeseburger when you could get 3 mini-cheeseburgers?! We even asked our waiter what the point was, why 3 minis should be more enticing than just one regular size... his answer was something like, "well, no one else has it". It convinced me. After a little bit of coaxing and bargaining Spanky was convinced that it was a far superior choice to order the minis. (or at least I told her I would photo the minis for the blog, rather than her, and so she went for it.) I mean they were a dollar less as well.. why wouldn't you?! When we got done eating Spanky still had one of the three left over.. our waiter, like any good waiter would, asked if she would like a box... she declined...

We had a great night the minis were everything we could hope for and the company was deluxe.
---this is where this post would normally end. But...with something as great as mini-cheeseburgers, you know the story continues. The next morning I receive this email from Spanky...

"Okay – no joke. I go to my parent’s house last night to see if I can set up their TV to record The Biggest Looser for them, and of course, I check out the fridge for anything I may take for dinner. Lo and behold what did I see - - TWO MINI CHEESEBURGERS. I couldn’t believe it. I even had to pick up the plastic bag they were in to inspect. Apparently, I am not the only one who fell for “no one else has them” line"...." Watch out world – here they come!"

ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE. I was rolling it was so funny. The revolution of Mini-Cheeseburgers is on its way. What are the chances really?? The next day I receive another email....

"Who knew 3 mini-cheeseburgers could be the source of so much great blogging material? Yes, the saga continues… I’m talking to my mom yesterday and start to tell her about the mini cheeseburgers, and she starts on her own story of how she and my dad went to Red Robin on Monday. I stop her and say, don’t you mean Applebee’s (remember – they have the mini cheeseburgers, “no one else does”). She thinks back, and says no (a little unsure now) but confirms by saying it was the restaurant right across from the District movie theater. So – yes, she’s right it is Red Robin. But wait – is that where the mini cheeseburgers came from??? She reports my dad ordered “steak sliders”!!! Looks like a mini cheeseburger, smells like a mini cheeseburger, and later today I’ll be able to tell you if they taste like a mini-cheeseburger because they are now in my mini fridge at work courtesy of my mother. Bottom line, Applebee’s is NOT the only restaurant with the (dare we use the word again) mini-cheeseburgers BUT they also have a less creative marketing/naming team than Red Robin who came up with “Steak Sliders.” Had I been debating last Saturday over a regular cheeseburger or steak sliders, Julia would not have had to make the fateful bargain to see the mini-cheeseburgers instead of taking my picture in order to entice me to make my selection. "

***There you have it folks...if Applebees tries to sell you their mini-cheeseburgers because "no one else has them"... they are lying. Besides, steak sliders sounds was cooler than mini-cheeseburgers, don't ya think? If only Spanky had taken the waiters offer of taking hers home, I could tell you which one really is better-- a side-by-side blind taste test would have been the bomb. Lesson learned--- expand your horizons--- try something new, you will never know what you are missing unless you do.

Bringing it back!!

The only thing important about this picture or post are the earrings me and Kat are sporting. My mom hand painted these in the early ninties and sold them at The Quilted Bear. We are thinking about bringing them back. We even had shirts to match...

....the answer is NO. I know your next question was can you still get yourself some? Sorry... they were a limited edition!

what is that container called anywho?!

So... I may or may not have tried to steal that little container you put your deposit in at the drive thru of the bank. I went to the local Moutain America yesterday to make my car payment.. I usually do this online to save me from doing stupid things such as this. Well, I pulled up to the window, the very front drive thru-- you know the one right next to the window where the nice man sits and they can not miss you pulling up to the window-- and grabbed that sweet container that magically beams into the building. After grabbing it I realized I did not have my deposit slip with me. So, I grabbed one of the deposit slips they provide for you and decided rather than try to figure out what line to write on and whether or not to sign the paper and such trivial things maybe I should just go inside. So, me being the goo that I am drove around the building to park and go inside. Much to my surprise I look down and sitting in my lap is that container. I question myself... do I go back through the drive thru now and drop it off... walk it inside with me and hand it to the man, because that won't be embarrassing.. pretty much decided I was in a lose/lose all together. I walked inside without the canister.. praying the whole time that they would not notice me as the girl who not only drove up to the drive thru and left, but the girl that drove up and stole the container and left. I made my payment as quickly as possible avoiding any sort of eye contact and b-lined out of there. I then, once again avoiding all eye contact drove through the drive up and deposited the container back in its rightful place. My bad. Next time, pretty sure I will get 'er done online.