Things I learned

while schlepping pizza to "a bazillion" Boy Scouts and their parents and siblings at a mini-baseball daycamp with the FM RedHawks and then watching a free baseball game:


1) It hurts to turn down last minute tickets to see Dave Matthews Band
2) Boys under the age of 10 can be quite rambunctious
3) The choice between cheese or pepperoni can be quite difficult
4) Some Boy Scouts have really hot dads
5) Schlepping pizza and checking out hot dads and trying to figure out if they are married are hard to do at the same time
6) 250 people can walk past my stepdad in the pizza line and not tell him his fly is open
7) If a dad comes through the line, and he looks like Richie Sambora from Bon Jovi, chances are he's not really Richie.
8) I am a pizza line nazi, as well as a sandbagging nazi "KEEP IT MOVING, PEOPLE"

9) Having your mother stand on the 3rd baseline dugout and guessing 3 ringtones at the top of the 5th inning in front of 4,059 fans can be somewhat embarrassing (she got 3 out of 3 with some help from a spectator, and we were sitting behind the 1st baseline dugout)
10) Having your mother tell you that you can drink at the game, but you have to take your shirt off can be unsettling, also (boyscout shirt)
11) PBR is actually really good beer. Especially when it's on special for $2 for a 16oz can
11) PBR is actually really good beer for pairing with an over priced caramel apple
12) PBR is actually really good beer for giving you gas
13) Semi-pro baseball players are hot
14) Seeing the bat boy for the opposing team pose for a picture for his proud dad, and waving to his family in the stands who drove 10 hours to see him in action is really sweet
15) The bat boy for the opposing team ran like a girl

Yeah, I'm still here

Going along, minding my own business....working out, cleaning the apartment, eating right, making Marcy do stupid antics cuz I hem her shirts for free, feeling groovy, and then....not so much. It seems like ever since I had my back adjusted and was in pain for two weeks, I've just lost my zeal and my focus. Then I realized this time of year I tend to re-evaluate my life. I think it's the impending birthday next month.

It started out as wanting some down time. I like being alone and recharging my batteries. Being hilarious and entertaining takes some effort, you know. I have perfected one of my crafts, so that was fun for the week. Shopping is so exciting when you actually have a reason to buy a bunch of useless crap! Then it turned into Firefox not working, so I had to use Internet Explorer, which I hate, and had to remember passwords and blah blah blah. So the blog following got off schedule. And I then I no longer cared what people were saying on Twitter. Eating out was too enticing to pass up. The job is...not to be bitched about on the internet. ($#@&*^!) And the gym? Let's not talk about it. *sniff*

I have been trying to practice an attitude of gratitude everyday. I'm trying to remember that what I think about, I bring about. However.....I'm sure even Ghandi got constipation. To sum it up, I shall use my facebook status update for tonight:

thank YOU for the tension headache. (i can practice an attitude of gratitude however i f*cking want)

There is a reason to live, though. NKOTB announced they will do another cruise in May 2010, and the NKOTB Concert Committee just might go this time!!! There's a reason to save money, sell my new little crafty item (yes, i'll blog them), and hit the gym!

Randumb Outtakes

What a busy holiday weekend I had.

Put away some laundry. (The shirt says "I live in Fargo. Really")



Laundry makes me tired, so I had to take a nap ASAP when it was all over.



Met the most high maintenance customer at Pier 1. (Her photographer was also very bossy)



Then I took another nap. That's a good way to spend a Sunday.

Happy Birthday, America

It's Weigh in Wednesday, and you know what that means! CUPCAKES! And maybe something else that i just couldn't walk away from....



Last night I went to to Bed Bath and Bullshit, I mean Blood Bath and Beyond, I mean Bed! Bath! and BEYOND! to try out some bathroom scales. And when I say "try out" I mean I selected one that gave me the lowest weight, and that's the weight I reported to my team. (A .2 difference is a lot!) Only down .5 this week. Oh well. I'll eat some Cookie Brownie Bars and blow something up this weekend. That always makes me feel better.