Thursday, October 30, 2008

For Thomas: I will try NOT to answer any of these with another question...

Do you have strong feelings for last person you texted?
I strongly feel as if he is one of my oldest and dearest friends. 

What do you want right now?
The ability to snap my fingers and have 100 mini cupcakes made. That would be sweet on two different levels (because, well...cupcakes are sweet and I wouldn't have to even turn on the oven).

Where did you get the shirt you're wearing?
I'm probably can't find it anymore. I got it at Banana Republic about 2 years ago...something tells me it's not going to be in stock anymore.

Do you sleep naked?
I'm afraid that if I tell you, then you're going to try to spy on me and that's just creepy...

Has anyone ever given you roses?
Yes. I wouldn't be opposed to receiving them again. 

Are you happy?
Of course I am. I'm always happy. It's my schtick, if you will...

Have you ever had a pet fish?
Nope, but I have pet a fish...

What's on your wish list for your birthday?
A trip to Vegas.

Does the future make you more nervous or excited?
A little of both, I suppose. 

Something you hate more than anything?
Squirty, silky panties. And the people that use such language. 

Did you kiss or hug anyone today?
I'm a loner. But I did get a kiss today from an old guy at the ABC store. Of course, it was in the form of a Hershey's kiss....but was sweet.

Do you firmly believe that everything happens for a reason?
Absolutely. Even if we don't know why at the time, there is always a reason.

How many kids do you wanna have?
Enough to take care of me when I'm old and senile. 

Do you think people talk about you?
I know they do. Just try to get me off your mind...

Last time you cried?
I had just walked in the door from work and Oprah was on (yes, I leave the TV on for Gary...I think he would be lonely without it)....try NOT to cry...

What were you doing this morning at 7am?
Typing my morning email to C & J and drinking a refreshing Red Bull at my desk.

Where have you lived throughout your life?
St. Charles, MO 
Wentzville, MO 
St. Louis, MO
O'Fallon, IL
Mooresville, NC
St. Peters, MO
Cornelius, NC

Do you like anyone?
I like a lot of people. 

Where were you Friday night?
See earlier post.

Next vacation you're going on?
December 24th-December 28th will be spent in St. Louis.

Where will you be in an hour?
Standing at my oven, baking up a storm. 

Do you think someone has feelings for you?
See...the problem with the question is that it's implied that "feelings" are lustful-type feelings, but I'm just disturbed enough to think of every person in my life that doesn't care for me so much. So...yes. It seems as if quite a few people have feelings for me.

Name one person who is the most like you?
Sometimes it scares me how much Chris and Julie have the same thoughts as I do (they just have the balls to say those thoughts out loud). But I would say that the person I am twins with is my mom. 

When will your next kiss be?
I didn't realize that people plan events like that...

Name something you CANNOT wait for?
J's Halloween party. Wow...I love the weekend.

Will you talk to the person you love tonight?
"The"? That makes it sound like there is only one. I will talk to a person I love tonight...

What were you doing at 11:00pm last night?
It's so hard not to answer these questions with another question....
Let me think...sleeping. Yes. I was sleeping.

How many hours did you sleep last night?

Where did you last sleep other than your house?
I think it was my mom's house. 
I fell asleep on Chris' floor a couple weeks ago. I was informed that I snored (btw...I was REALLY tired that night). 
I stayed at the La Quinta (a super-classy hotel in Columbia, SC).
There...I promise. That's it.

Are you the same person as you were at the beginning of 2008?
I think 2008 has changed me more than any other year. 

Last person you went swimming with?
Beth and Wendy. Wow. That was a good day.

Looking back, did you ever think you'd be where you're at in life now? the beginning of this year I would have never believed that I would be where I am right now.

Who's the last person you wrestled with?
I'm just going to go with my little brother. It was a strange feeling when I couldn't take him down anymore. 

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Oh, so crazy...

So I just got home from Harris Teeter (one of the better grocery stores in Charlotte, much like Dierbergs for any of you people in STL....okay...I mean, "It's like Dierbergs, mom.") and I can't decide if it's just me or is everyone acting a little weird lately?

I had an intense craving for a taco salad, so I was just going to run into The Teet for the fixins. It wasn't terribly busy (since every other week I manage to get off work before every other person in the world), so I thought it would be a quick trip. Yeah. Not so much.

Odd situation #1: A lovely lady asked if I knew much about beans. Apparently I look like a bean aficionado. That's cool. So, I gave her every bit of bean knowledge that I know. My main question here is....who uses beans to make tomato soup?????  I really should have questioned her on this subject, but I just smiled and said, "Anytime."
Which actually brings up another question. How should I have responded to her "thank you, sweetie"? It's not like I'm going to see her in the bean aisle again to answer her bean quandaries and I certainly didn't hand her my number so that she can call me in the middle of the night when a bean question stumps her once again. Oh...I hope her tomato soup (with BEANS! GROSS!) turns out okay...

Odd situation #2: As I'm walking up and down the aisles, searching for all of the ingredients for my taco salad (which, btw, is a lot unhealthier than a real know this is true because all of the ingredients can't be found in the produce section), I kept coming across the same Harris Teeter worker. Keep in mind...I never once made eye contact. The first time she passed me, I saw her with another Harris Teeter worker and I thought she was talking to her when she said, "How are you today?" 
I looked up and just smiled at the two of them, not knowing if she really was talking to me or if she had just stumbled upon her friend and was greeting her. I didn't give much thought to it until I was going down the next aisle. The same girl repeated, "How are you today?"
This time she was alone, so I said, " are you?"
No response.
Fine...whatever. This happened TWO MORE TIMES. What the heck? Enough with the pleasantries! FOUR TIMES this girl said to me, "How are you today?" and never stopped to hear my answer! I should have yelled after her, "I'm HORRIBLE now! I was good...not so much anymore. Now I'm quite BAD!"  
I saw her one more time on my way out the door. She said, "Have a good day!"
I didn't respond.

Odd situation #3:
You have to understand that recently I've been on a "clean out the pantry" kick. I'm eating random stuff for dinner like a can of refried black beans and mediocre oatmeal. You know...the stuff that you bought 5 months ago with full intentions of actually eating or making something with, but it just kind of got lost amongst the good food. When I go to the grocery store I'm usually restocking my beverages of choice (always the same....Minute Maid Light Lemonade, Diet Coke, water bottles, Smirnoff Ice, and Sugar Free Red Bull), so there really isn't much food in my cart. So I'm checking out and the cashier just says, "This much Red Bull is going to be expensive."
To which I reply, "It's on sale. Thanks." I need a lecture from a pimple-faced 19 year old? No. Thanks for that, though.
And for what it's worth...I only bought three 4-packs. For some reason they were on sale, but the 12 pack wasn't. Whatever...I'm savvy...I can do math and save money. 
He then proceeds to comment about EVERY ITEM IN MY CART. Do you know how much longer it takes to check out when someone wants to say things like, "Cool! I've never seen these before!" and "Where did you find this?" after every item he picks up???
Yeah. A lot longer.
Even stranger....after having the bagger kid put all of my groceries in the other cart for me to take out to my car, the cashier tells him, "I'm not going to lift this (pointing to my case of water), you're going to have to put her groceries in this cart (my original cart that had only my water left in it)."
The bagger then starts to transfer all of my grocery bags over to the other cart.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?! Even if the cashier is an idiot, wouldn't you think that the bagger would say, "It's okay...I'll move the water."
No. Of course not. He'd rather take 5 minutes and move my bags (one by one, mind you) over to the other cart. After this shocking display of idiocy, the cashier hands me the receipt and asks if I need help to my car.
Does it look like I need help to my car?? It seems as if I'm the only person around here that can  lift WATER!
And to be perfectly clear, I'd like to say....I blame our school systems. The critical thinking skills are going downhill at a fast pace. 

PS. My taco salad was de-lish! Thanks for asking!

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Is Tamara home?

I'm searching online right now for a good Halloween punch recipe for Julie's party and I only have two criteria really:
1. Not carbonated (my beverage fountain doesn't like bubbles....we found that out when we tried to make it into a champagne fountain for Emily's New Years Eve party last year).
2. Alcohol must be mass quantities, please. 
I'd also like for it to be green. You know....because green is scary and gross and is only okay to drink on Halloween and St. Patrick's Day.

I'm about to just take 10 packets of Kool-aid and have my way with some sugar and vodka. I'm sure after all of the patrons of this party get done drinking their own beverages of choice, they really aren't going to be too concerned with the taste of the beverage in the fountain. Right? Now I'm starting to question whether or not I should be announcing that I'm the one in charge of the alcoholic punch situation. I don't want to be blamed for 3 gallons of nastiness. Any ideas would be greatly appreciated.

Next subject!
I just got a call from my mom. She was keeping me up to date on a current family situation. It's not so much a "family situation" as it is a "Jade/Zack situation". 
Zack is my little brother and Jade is his wife. They are lovely people who do lovely things (such as getting involved with their youth group at church). 
Apparently, Jade was doing some crazy acrobatic maneuver on a rope in a barn during one of these youth group events and fell. After a few days of my brother carrying her around, he called my mom to tell her that Jade couldn't walk and asked what they should do. My mom (being a PMD, much like myself) replied with, "Take her to the doctor!"
So...long story short: My insuranceless brother and sister-in-law went to the doctor where they learned that she has a fractured pelvis.
Silly girl. See? That's why I don't volunteer for anything (eg. youth group) always end up getting hurt. 

Here's a picture of Zack and Jadey-girl (yes, that's what we call her...don't judge...we're not very creative with our nicknames) during happier times. The happier time being last week during her 21st birthday. I particularly enjoy the NKOTB t-shirt my little brother is rockin'. Originally I thought that they dressed like this just because this is the way that they dress. Then I realized that it was a theme they were going for. Twenty-first birthday...born in 1987...hence the late-80's garb. OHHHHHHH!!!! I got it!  Neat for them!

Monday, October 27, 2008

No worries. It's merely a pumpkin injury.

I was so hoping to get some awesome sleep tonight. Once again, I've failed myself and I'm up watching the stinking World Series game (that I honestly don't care about, except for the fact that it's the last baseball we'll have for 5 months or so). I had been tossing and turning for over an hour and decided that blogging it out might make me tired. 

Weekend recap time!!!

The usual. Friday night dinner at the hizzy (or is it cribizzle...or crizzy...or am I too white to be trying to use such language??)
Julie had said that she wanted me to make chicken and noodles with mashed potatoes. So, darn it, that's what I made. Usually the Fisicaros come over, but they are spending the week in Baton Rouge, so it was just Julie, Chris, and me. I say "just"...I mean to say..."YAY! It was Julie, Chris, and me!"
After dinner (that I suspect was not fully enjoyed by C, since he asked me to preheat the oven for a Totino's pizza...and I really don't think he was kidding even though he said he was), I was wanting something sweet. So I made brownies. Nothing like a little sugar in the form of a warm brownie with ice cream, whip cream, caramel, and heck, why not? A fun size Snickers bar on top. Oh. And I forgot the Krispie Kreme Donut. Wow. Typing that all out doesn't sound so good, but I assure the time, it was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G.
We also watched Made of Honor (or is it Maid of Honor? I'm not sure which...I think the movie-makers were being creative and spelled it "Made", which I don't fully understand). Cute movie, except for these small issues...

-Julie didn't like the fact that they copied Runaway Bride with the whole "horse thing".

-Chris didn't like all of the basketball scenes because, "You could tell they didn't really know how to play."

-I was not a fan of the whole "He can say 'I love you' to a dog, but not to a human" thing. 

Wait. Now that I'm thinking of was kind of a dumb movie. 

I slept so late (okay...maybe not late by other people's standards, but 10am is pretty late for me). It was great. 
After semi-cleaning the house and running some errands, I met Julie, Chris, Scott, and Sheesh at the new Wild Wing Cafe. I just can't get enough of those little cheeseburgers...they are the perfect combination of adorableness and deliciousness.
Post-Wild Wing Cafe, we went back to C's and watched The Strangers. 
Not. A. Fan.
Sheila also stated that she's never watching a movie at Chris' again. I hope she was kidding and/or being dramatic. 
I hate scary movies, especially scary movies that I think are a true story. You wanna know how true this stupid movie was?

Here's the premise of the movie: Two lovers in a country summer home with no one around...except for 3 murderers in masks that come in and mess with their minds for 15 hours or so until they murder the couple. It was a bloody, sad mess. 

At the end of the movie I felt so bad for the couple, I wanted to find out more about them. Here's what I found on Wikipedia...
"The movie was inspired by an event in the directors childhood. A stranger came to his home asking for someone who was not there and the director later found out that homes had been broken into that night."

WHAT?!?! No one was murdered?!?! It's inspired by some kid going door to door, seeing if people are home so he could break into the homes that are empty?!?!? I mean...not that I'm a fan of people being brutally murdered, but GIVE ME A BREAK! Don't advertise the stupid movie as a true story! Geez!

I went down to Julie's for breakfast (pancakes, eggs, and bacon...if you must know). After breakfast, we watched Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels while we (Julie and I, Chris was too involved in the movie) carved pumpkins. This is where my pumpkin injury comes in. Don't worry about me...I'll be fine. I just may have to call into work tomorrow due to carpal tunnel syndrome. Oh, yes...I have a syndrome.  I blame myself, really. I chose to do some crazy Martha-Stewart-esque type design on my pumpkin. It was quite labor-intensive. Here's a picture of the design I chose....mind you, mine doesn't look this awesome, but you can see the detail that the fine people at Pumpkin Masters were trying to get me to do...

Around 3:45, I realized that the Panthers game was about to end and thought that I'd better get my butt back up north of Charlotte to avoid the football traffic. 
The rest of the evening was spent on the couch with a few moments of getting up to switch around laundry. 

Okay. It's official. Writing a blog may have made me more awake than I was when I started. 

Stupid blog.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

How Did I Miss This??

So I was watching some weekly wrap-up show this morning when this caught my attention. 

I've been to one college football game in my life and this happened at the game I was at. How did I miss it?!?!

What is that all about??

Friday, October 24, 2008

Happy Early Halloween!

I realize I did the baby post last night, but check out these angels....

We're hoping that Colton and Chase will be out of the NICU soon...

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Landing Gear.

It seems as though all of my most favorite-est gals in my family are giving birth...and I believe that deserves a shout-out.

Seth and Laura had Sadie Lea on September 15th. I realize this is old news, but still....Sadie Lea!

Carrie and Matt had June Cassidy Kowalski on October 12th. 

Cassie and Joey had Colton Joseph Kallal and Chase Kent Kallal on October 15th. 

Cassie and Carrie are sisters (and my cousins). They gave birth within days of each other, even though the twins were 5 weeks early...pretty amazing.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

100 Questions No One Really Wants Answered.

1. Are you really ready for 100 questions?
Are you really ready for 100 answers?

2. Was your last real relationship a mistake?
I could be dramatic and say "there are no mistakes in life", but lets be real. How much time can you waste on one person?

3. Do you believe in God?
Absolutely. You better get on board.

4. Who did you last say I love you to?
Hmmm...well, Sam is sitting right next to me and I may have told her that I love her. I also just emailed Chris and told him, but I'm not sure which happened first. Then again, I got off the phone not long ago with Emily and I told her that I loved her. 
People....never let your friends/family doubt that you love them.

5. Do you regret it?
Regret what? Loving my friends?

6. Have you ever been depressed?
Absolutely. I would say the entire month of September.

7. Do you have a best friend?
Of course I do! I'm not into the hierarchy of friendship, but yes. I have a best friend.

8. Who's the last person you laid in bed with?
Sam. In Columbia. There was no fooling around.

9. What is your mood?
Happy. Content. Good.

10. How do you want to die?
Not painfully. 

11. What did you last eat?
Peanut butter granola bar. It was so yummy...maybe I should have another one.

12. Play any sports?
I wouldn't call it "playing", but I have been known to hit around a few tennis balls with Beth.

13. Do you bite your nails?
I pick at them. It's disgusting. I can't stop.

14. When was your last physical fight?
Tonight! At 9:47. I don't want to go through the was ugly. There were knuckles...and Britney Spears and it was bad. I'm scared to tell you about it. Next question, please.

15. Do you have an attitude?
Who doesn't have one every once in awhile?

16. Ever been in love?
I've been madly, deeply in love. It hurt.

17. What is your real name?
Sarah? Is that the right answer?

18. Like reading?
Is there anything good on TV?

19. Are you planning on getting high later?
Stupid question. Of COURSE I'm planning on it. (that is such a lie)

20. Do you hate anyone at the moment?
Only myself....only myself....

21. Who was the last person you kissed?
Whoa. Ummm....not answering that.

22. Twirl or cut your spaghetti?
I twirl that ketchup infused masterpiece. 

23. Do you tan a lot?
What do you consider a lot? I guess I tan a couple times a week, but I don't think that's "a lot".

24. Have any pets?
I'm so in love with Gary right now.

25. How exactly are you feeling?
I have to pee so bad right now.....hold on.

26. Ever ate food in a car while yourself or someone else was driving?
Are you grasping for stupid questions this early in a 100 question survey? Ouch. 
Who hasn't eaten food in a car?

27. Ever had sex in a car?
You dirty.

28. Would you ever take your exs back?
Who's asking?

29. Are you scared of spiders?
Apparently not as much as the men in my life....

30. Would you go back in time if you could?

31. Have you ever snuck out of your house?
The house I live in now? Do I really need to sneak? I live alone. 
When I was 15? Yes. I snuck all the way out to the front porch and made out with my boyfriend. Then I felt really bad about it and snuck back in. Totally not worth it.

32. What are your plans for this weekend?
Well...carving pumpkins, I think. Unless Sam can find me a cheap ticket to New Orleans.

33. Do you want to have kids?
Uh...if I say "yes", would you judge me?

34. Ever kissed someone who's name started with a J?
See question 31.

35. Do you type fast?
What do you consider fast? I know how to type. I don't have to look at the keys. I guess I would say "yes" to that question.

36. Do you have piercings?

37. Want any more?
Not at all. Can I give a few back?

38. Can you spell well.
Indead I cn.

39. Do you miss anyone from your past?
So few of you will know how much I miss "anyone".

40. What are you craving right now?
Love. (Wow....I love drama)

41. Have you been to a bonfire party?
I LOVE bonfire parties. I wish I lived in the woods so I could have one....

42. Ever been swimming in a lake or river?
Lake AND river. Jealous?

43. Have you ever been on a horse?
Countless times. I also fell off of one and broke my arm. Good times.

44. Kissed someone in a pickup truck?
I don't think I have. I wouldn't be opposed to it, though...

45. Have you ever broken someone's heart?
I don't know. Let me know if I broke your heart.

46. Are you happier single or in a relationship?
If I were happy in a relationship, would I be single?

47. Have you ever been cheated on?
Way to get me in a good mood.

48. Have you ever made someone cry?
I hope not.

49. Would you live with someone without marrying them?
Are we in a relationship?

50. What do you want to hear right now?
Some music that is not Bette Midler. 

51. What is something that you have noticed?
Sam totally doesn't see herself the way that other people do.

52. Have you ever liked someone so much that it hurt?
Wow. Yes. I bled a little.

53. Does somebody love you?
I feel sorry for the people that answer "no" to this question.

54. Do you love somebody?
Didn't we already answer this question?

55. Have you ever changed clothes in a vehicle?

56. Have you ever sang in front of a crowd?
In church. In school. In my shower. Wait....

57. Do you have trust issues?
I trust too many people.

58. Have you ever cheated on anyone?

59. Have you ever shaved in the kitchen sink?
I don't think I have....

60. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
Always have.

61. Are you secretly in love?
Real answer = No.
Imaginary answer = Yes! (So thinks the person that thinks I'm in love with them)

62. Do you think your ex secretly thinks about you?

63. Do you give out second chances too easily?
Whoa...yes. Too many times. 

64. Do you secretly think about your ex?
Would it be a secret if I told you?

65. Is it easier to forgive or forget?
Forget. I don't remember much.

66. Is this year the best year of your life so far?
I'm going to say yes. Just because it would be sad if I said no.

67. What was your childhood nickname?
Bellum and Poop.

68. Have you ever walked outside completely naked?
Nah. That wouldn't be pleasant for anyone involved. I might get tennis-nipples.

69. Do you think you're a good person?
I think I'm a pretty okay person. Unless you think I'm not. Then, I guess I'm not.

70. Do you believe there is someone out there for you?
Totally. As soon as they realize it, I'll be good.

71. Do you believe everything happens for a reason?
Let me know when you figure that out.

72. Would you die for anyone?
There are a few people. Please tell me the death won't be too painful.

73. What is bothering you?
The fact that people don't believe me about "certain" subjects.

74. Have you ever been out of the state?
Which state?

75. Do you play the Wii?
THE Wii? Is there only one?

76. Are you listening to music right now?
Ani Difranco....Both Hands....

77. Do you like Chinese food?
Not so much.

78. Do you know your father's birthday?
August 9th

79. Are you afraid of the dark?
Afraid? No. Worried that I'm going to stub my toe? Totally.

80. Is cheating ever okay?
Geez. No. Never.

81. Are you mean?
Depends on what your definition of mean is.

82. Can you keep white shoes clean?
Depends on if I'm walking into something dirty.

83. Have you noticed this survey stopped getting personal?
It did?

84. Do you believe in true love?
I hope someone proves it to me someday. 

85. Are you proud of the person you've become?
I'm getting there.

86. Do you want to change?
Who doesn't?

87. Who was the last person to make you mad?
Uhhh...we're not going there.

88. Do you like the outside?
As long as sweat isn't involved.

89. Are you currently bored?
I'm currently happy...

90. Do you want to get married?

91. Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?
I swoon.

92. Are you hungry?
Not really.

93. Do you have a bank account?
I have the mafia.

94. What makes you happy?
My dearest friends.

95. Would you change your name?
My parents chose it for a reason...

96. Ever been to Antarctica?

97. Are you paranoid?

98. Do you watch the news?
Not local...sometimes national.

99. What's your sign?

100. Do you find yourself dating someone anytime soon?
I've gone through 100 questions and THIS is the last question you can think of. Ridiculous. What a waste of time...

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Geaux Tigers!

Don't be jealous, but I just had the best weekend ever. Okay. Maybe that's a little much. I'll just say that I had the best weekend I've had in a very long time. That is not to take anything away from the other fun stuff I've been up just seems as though everything was on my side this weekend. There was nothing that I was dreading on Monday, so it helped to not have anything hanging over my head.
The weather? Perfect...not too hot....not too cold. The crew? Awesome and completely drama-free. The game? Come from behind win. Who could ask for more?

A couple weeks ago, I was over at the Fisicaro's house and Sam asked if I would like to go with her, Brian, and Brandt to the LSU/USC game in Columbia, SC. Who in their right mind would say no to that offer? A week later, I found out that they managed to score 6 tickets to the game. Bonus! Our group was would be Brian, Sam, Brandt, Jen (Brandt's gal), Chris, and yours truly.
Brandt and Jen's flight was set to come in on Friday night, but was delayed until the next morning at 9am. I met Chris at his house and we ran to the ABC store and Bloom for some tailgating necessities before we heard that the rest of the group had just gotten on the highway to head down to Columbia. They caught up with us right outside of Columbia and we headed to check into our hotel. After getting settled for a bit (by "getting settled", I mean "mixing drinks"), we made our way to the restaurant Liberty. I found it odd that we were in Gamecocks country and the only people in the place were LSU fans.
After our late lunch, we went back to the hotel where we waited for a taxi to come take us to the game. Oddly enough, I guess taxi vans don't exist in Columbia, so we all piled into a regular sized taxi. This is where the darkest point of the entire trip happened.
I don't know if other people are like me, but I remember the times that I've been in the worst pain of my life. Yes. I'm being dramatic, but you have to understand...I was in some serious pain. I had to pee SO BAD. I had Sam leaning up against my bladder...we were sitting in horrendous traffic with no place to go to the bathroom for miles...and I wanted to die. I actually weighed the option in my head of peeing myself. Does that tell you at all how much pain I was in? I WAS GOING TO PEE MYSELF. There were actual tears coming from my eyes. I love them for trying, but I did not appreciate the empty water bottle being handed up to me from the guys in the back seat. A water bottle? Seriously? I don't know how familiar they are with the female anatomy, but what the heck is a girl supposed to do with that? After a $30 cab ride, Sam told the cabbie (yes, she called him a cabbie to his face) that we would just walk the rest of the way to the stadium, because she saw a bathroom. I have never in my life been so excited to step into an outhouse.
After the best pee of my life, we went to find Sam's friend, Emily, at the Tiger Pimp Party. I have never been to a college football game before and I can say right is 1000 times better than a NFL football game. Hello!?!? Talk about spirit! Nothing like going to a makeshift nightclub before a game. Awesome.
The rest of the night was kind of a blur. LSU won and we walked back to where we could find a cab. Someone had the brilliant idea of going to Waffle House, so at 1am, I was enjoying the most delicious waffle of my life. After dinner (or midnight snack...or whatever it was) we walked back over to the hotel. I woke up at 6am to hunting on ESPN. I realize that Chris handed me the controller before we fell asleep, but I swear I handed it back to him. Needless to say, the TV was left on (which actually helps me sleep) and I had dreams of Brian's mom fighting in the UFC. Not sure why my mind went to Lulu, but I must say...that lady can fight (at least in my warped imagination). After turning off the TV (to avoid having a dream about Bambi's mom), I fell back asleep until 9am. I'm still upset I didn't steal one of the hotel's pillows. I definitely got some quality sleep that night.
Chris and I left around 10:30am and made our way to Charlotte where we met Julie and Mike for lunch at Wild Wing Cafe. Yummo.
The only thing that could make this weekend any better would be a win from the Red Sox's going to be a late night....

Thursday, October 16, 2008

My cat just sneezed on me.

(You will find that this blog has nothing to do with my cat or the fact that he just sneezed on me, but I really couldn't think of a title and I drew a blank when I was forced to name the thing. Don't judge.)

I realized when I was looking at the wallpaper on my computer that I haven't written about my September trip to St. Louis. You'll understand soon enough why my wallpaper reminded me of my trip to the Lou.

I found out around my birthday that my sister-in-law was pregnant and from that moment on, I refused to take any substantial vacation. I was going to be there for the birth. I would take weeks off of work and I would have the most amazing story of the time I witnessed the birth of my niece. Now, you have to understand that since the day I was born, I've heard the story of my own birth. My aunt Teresa was there and was the first person to exclaim that I was (well, not was...I still am) a GIRL! I have quite a few aunts in my life and I feel as if that moment has forever bonded us. She was there when I was born. How many people can you say that about in your life? Okay. Enough about that, but you see my point....I wanted to have that same bond with my own niece. 

The biggest problem with planning around the birth of a baby is actually knowing when she's going to be birthed. Logan (my adorable 4 year old nephew) was due late February, but arrived on the 18th, so I just knew my niece would be early.  

I have recently realized that the more sure I am of something, the more I am completely wrong. This was no exception. 

My vacation started on August 29th with a weekend trip to visit my best gal, Emily, in Boston with some of my very closest chums in the world, Chris and Julie. We did so much that weekend, thanks to Em's excellent itinerary building skills (she even had "hug time" scheduled...amazing). Favorite moments of the trip:

-Having early morning breakfast, family style at Charley's Sandwich Shoppe (it's a Boston landmark). We were seated at the same table as two men in business suits (look closely at the picture, you can see the reflection of the interviewee in the mirror) was interviewing the other for a job...and Em was whispering in my ear her critiques of the poor saps answers. I was just obsessed with the signed picture of New Kids On the Block above my head. 

-The RED SOX game. Oh, yes. Fenway. Hard seats. Giant foam finger. Chris' baseball glove. Need I say more?

-Emily flipping off TomTom (aka Mandy*) out of frustration for getting us lost. This is even funnier when you know Emily and her inability to lose her cool.

-Chris' medley dance. It is now a classic. It was invented the night of Emily's "WHERRRRE DID THEY SLEEP? WHHAAATTT DID THEY EAT??" routine. To avoid getting murdered, I will not post the picture of Em.

-SCORPION BOWL at Hong Kong Bar. See picture. Imagine Julie holding her liquor quite well. 

Okay. Enough about Boston. We had a great time, the end.

After that weekend, I was on my way to STL. My grandparents picked me up from the airport and I was just excited that I hadn't missed the birth yet. Lucky me......or so I thought.

The next two weeks were filled with baby shopping (Want me to draw you a map of every Babies R Us in the Metro St Louis area? I totally can.), fetus feeding (Laura and I managed to eat out for EVERY meal...and you thought you couldn't get tired of eating out???), doctor appointments and a lot o' naps.

Laura's due date came and went. No problem. She was 10 days early with Logan, she can't be THAT late with Sadie, right? Wrong.

I was due to fly back to Charlotte on September 15th at noon. The doctor assured us that she would induce labor in 2 weeks if she hadn't delivered yet. Unfortunately, taking a month off of work is frowned upon at this stage in my life and I couldn't stick around to wait it out. I took solace in the thought that the kid would come in a few weeks and I was just so very, very off in my guesstimation. Again. Wrong.

Reminder...I left Missouri September 15th at noon. 

Sadie Lea Rogers was born at 11:58pm on September 15th. What a freaking kick in the kneecap. 

As Julie said...the kid was just clinging to her mother's womb until I left.

I no longer believe that Sadie and I are going to have a "special bond". She will feel especially lousy when her big brother gets awesome Christmas gifts every year from aunt Sarah while she gets to enjoy coal. 

*Emily's car was broken into just hours after we left Boston. It is with a heavy heart that I inform you that her beloved GPS, Mandy, was abducted. We fear that she's dead. 

Wednesday, October 15, 2008


I can't say that I've been thinking about doing this for a long time. I actually just decided to start a blog about an hour ago when I realized how tired I am of being an anonymous commenter on my friend Julie's page. I can't promise that I'll actually write a lot or that it will be interesting. What I can promise you is this:
1. I now have a log-in and password, therefore will never have to comment as anonymous again.
2. Your mom. (I can't think of another thing I can promise you...I'm not really in the business of breaking promises. You can thank me later.)

So there you have it, folks.
My. First. Blog. Ever.*

*This isn't really my first blog ever. I've actually been blogging on MySpace for awhile. But in the words of Thomas, "Two posts a year does not a blog make."