snuggie time!

Ok, so  when I was in Texas in November, I was lucky enough to stay where there was cable. massive amounts of cable. I was able to watch all the brainless tv i wanted…and did. One night, while surfing the tube, I came accross an infomercial. It was the most entertainingly cheezy, horrible infomercial I had seen in a long time! I had to put my face in my blanket to keep from laughing too lou as everyone else was asleep. I couldn’t wait for carrie to wake up so I could tell her all about it.

The Product? The Suggie.

The Lameness of said product? SUPER Lame.

The next day, I shared my story with Carrie, giving her my best reenactment using my best infomercial voice. She rolled with laughter, and we kept our eyes open for the next airing. I also told my friend Anea, also in Round Rock, who called a few hours later to say she had been spamed by the snuggie company. A few days later, Burl, my god dad made reference to the horrible commercial he saw…of course. The snuggie.

A few days after I got back to STL, carrie called me and told me that while visiting KC before her wedding, her step-dad, Calvin, had purchased his first item off of the tube. What could it have been? The snuggie. 2 for the price of one, included with 2 reading lights. He was very excited. We waited for them to show. I soon got pics of Carrie and Calvin “snuggied” up in the living room. When I asked Carries mom if they were worth it, she said, “Go buy a cheap fleece at Wal-Mart.”

There is nothing like taking a bathrobe, wearing it backwards and then marketing the idea to the general public, making blankets feel like an inadequate and inconvenient waste of time.

Anyway, the snuggie has found it’s place in  my life as a constant joke that never seems to go away. Just this morning, my friend Anea sent me this. It is already become a cult classic.

Because there is nothing better to do at 5:27 am than bloggggg

I don’t know what in the world is going on. I can’t sleep. I have been up all night. ALL NIGHT! Last night (well, that would actually be 2 nights ago) i didn’t fall asleep until 4:30. The night before that it was around 2. This is completely out of my norm and most ridiculous. aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

Actually, I have a pretty good clue as to what it’s all about. Life… LIFE I tell ya!

My new role model, P-Diddy (no joke. I love the man and all his entrepreneurial deliciousness) once said that his work is his love and that’s why he doesn’t ever sleep. Because when you love something that much, it consumes you to the point of sleeplessness….I have just sheepishly realized that many great prophetic persons have also stated this same theory and I feel a little silly that P-Diddy is the one who hit me over the head with it. That is so how it would work with me. I swear…

Anyway, you know my usual, never ending search for everything? And you know how I am like a gypsy and can’t ever stay in one place too long? And remember how I am a total Seattle junkie and have never once in 6 years of NOT being in Seattle stopped talking about how much I love it? well…

I am so close to jumping a plane.

Now, this is a very serious decision. And the timing is actually a little off, since my best girl is about to move here. But, something is pulling me. I can’t stop waffling on it. It is consuming me. BIG TIME! Like officially. I need Seattle like a mug needs coffee. (wow. that was so accidentally cheez-o. Did I mention I am starting to go delirious?)

I had a really long talk with my friend Josh who is back home. We have known each other since we were 6 and have stayed in contact all these years. He just really made it all make sense. He always makes really good sense.

Alright, I am going to go back to NOT SLEEPING! maybe I”m make some coffee….

love you.

The cold has got me down.

I am sick. It is the annoying sickness where your ears are plugged up, your nose is stuffy and you have a hideous cough that makes you feel like 500 bricks are sitting on your chest. Good times.

I have been in bed for 2 days because this sickness has sucked all the life out of me. It isn’t a dayquill friendly sickness. No. it just won’t go away.

So, I figured, this is a great time to do a ton of homework and get it out of the way early. But, alas, I seem to read the same paragraph over and over and none of it processes. So, I blog.

Things are well. I mean, things aren’t horrible. But, I am getting really tired of job searches and working on my resume. It is a tedious path and it seems to be going nowhere. BUT, carrie is faithful in believing that there is a magic job waiting for me out there, and so, I pause and relax until she gets here for a visit on the 12th. Then, she will join the job search and resume work and help me to release my inner rock star. It’s easier to be a rock star when you have a screaming fan. And Carrie is a loyal die hard fan.

Wesley is incredible. He is just on the cusp of giving lectures (in full sentences) on nuclear physics and playing the violin. Smart cookie, that boy. He has been carrying around this miniature violin and bow for the last two days saying, “Biolin, momma! and resin bow!” Me thinks I have a violinist on me hands. Or a football player, a pianist, a painter, or a comedian, or a stunt man, or a lawyer. Maybe a doctor. He is very good at telling me to “Beel better, mommy!”

We are having the strangest winter here. It really hasn’t been that cold. Well, I think it was freezing around the time I got back from Texas, but I can’t decide if that is because I came from a 70 degree November where I wore flip flops and tee’s the whole time to immediately needing a winter coat and gloves. Maybe i just wasn’t  acclimated. Seems Seattle got the snow we usually receive, while us Missourians have had a fairly consistent 40-60 degree weather report.

Ok, that’s all. I’m going to attempt that paragraph again and see what happens.