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Maybe A 3rd Grader Would Understand Me Better
Me : What's under there?
Him : What?
Me : What's under there?
Him : What do you mean?
Me : What's?! Under?! THERE?!
Him : Under where?
Me : HA! You said underwear! It took you long enough.
Him : *blank stare*
----------------2 minutes later-----------------
Me : Guess whut?
Him : Huh?
Me : No...guess whut?
Him : Whut?
Me : Chicken butt!! HA!
Him : Chicken butt what?
Me : No....just chicken butt. Like...guess whut chicken butt. Get it?
Him : Chicken butt what?
Me : Nothing! JUST CHICKEN BUTT!
Him : I don't understand this game.
Me : Stupid engineer brain. You ruin all my jokes.
Why, Yes....Yes, I Do
Don't you just hate it when your neighbor figures out that you've been using their wifi connection and then puts a stupid ol' password on it so you can't get online for a few days?
And then don't you just love it when you realize that if you reboot your laptop it automatically signs on the net without having to use that stupid ol' password?
Not that I'd steal wifi.
I'm just sayin.
A Different Kind Of Naked Blogging
**ETA
Lisa gave me the perfect post award for this post. Thanks Lisa! (Now watch as I advertise the Perfect Post Awards with this here button!)
Lately I've noticed that pretty much everything is an advertisment. And it's really beginning to annoy me.
You can't go to a single website without having to navigate through the scrolling and pop-up and blinking and TALKING, for gods sake, and bright, shiny, pretty, catch-my-attention ads.
Some QuikTrips turned into Kwik E Marts for the Simpson's movie.
Myspace is just one!big!advertisement! now. It was a much nicer place when it was just pedophelia and internet stalkers.
TV shows' product placement is getting seriously retarded. "I'm leaving you, Bill.....now watch me drive away in my super awesome Toyota Camry!!!!"
On the Today Show yesterday, the centerpieces on their coffee table were containers of french fry apples from Burger King. With the labels perfectly facing the camera, of course. Burger King centerpieces. Seriously?
And, I hate to say it, but BlogHer is taking over the web. Which, yay, great for you...but geez louise! I couldn't ignore those ads harder if I tried. I'M NOT CLICKING. And thank god for feed readers. There aren't many blogs I read that DON'T have BlogHer ads.
I have to admit, though, I got an email (or five) from BlogHer about joining their ad network. And I truly considered it. I saved the emails for a long time, going back and forth with "do I want an extra five dollars a year?" and "GOD I hate ads".
When I first started blogging, that was my GOAL : get enough readers where I could get *gasp* AT LEAST ONE AD! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!!! Yeah. Not so much now.
So I just deleted the BlogHer emails. I don't like looking at ads. Why would I want them to annoy me on my own site? Bleh.
While I was at it, I decided to delete all the links to everything in my sidebars. (Not including my other site...and my link to my site designer, who just plain ol' rocks my socks.) No badges, no awards, no nothing.
I've taken it all off. I'm....well....naked.
And, boy, does it feel good.
(The irony here is that I always thought the best job in the world would be in advertising...copywriting, actually. And it WOULD be a great job. But I'm afraid I'd probably gouge my eyes out at the end of the workday. Life's funny, eh?)
Who AM I?
If you haven't been following along over at
Tango Cakes, then you haven't seen how obsessed I've become over making cupcakes. And if you haven't been over there, you're probably thinking I've stopped blogging. But I haven't. I blog over there ALL the time. For reals.
One day last week, I made 8 dozen cupcakes. From scratch. That's almost 100! In one day!
I've actually SOLD 3 dozen...and have another order coming up next month for a birthday party.
Yesterday I made 4 dozen : two dozen were
mint oreo, two dozen were
mojito. And I even made the recipe myself for the mojito ones!
I'm having to give away almost all of these so I still have a slight chance of fitting into my wedding dress next summer, so if you're in my general area and want cupcakes? Let me know. Seriously. If I could find a safe way to ship them elsewhere, I would. Alas, that would be messy.
Anyway.
Anyone have any special cuppy requests? I'm up for just about anything yummy.
What's your favorite cake/cupcake?
Sex Education
People, if you're not watching Midwest Teen Sex Show podcasts, um, YOU SHOULD START. Because this? This is brilliant. And it makes me very, very happy.
(Thank you, Chilihead!)
*ETA : I had to remove the videos...they were jacking up my sidebar. Just click the link, yo.
If Mr.Tango Was An LOLCat
Totally obsessed.
Bridesmaids SUCK
So. I fired my bridesmaids today. And the groomsmen.
And I'm SO thrilled about it!
From the beginning of this wedding planning thing, the question I've had most on my mind was, "what is the POINT of having bridesmaids/groomsmen?!" I chose my two closest friends for the position anyway, though I was clueless as to what they would wear or what they would be doing other than standing up front all awkward-like.
Lately, it was just eating at me that I had no idea the WHY behind the whole thing...other than it being a tradition. If I'm doing something, I want some meaning behind it for US...not just because it's tradition. We're doing a lot of things in an untraditional manner because, well, we CAN. This is just another.
So tonight, after a long talk, Mr.Tango and I figured it out. And it's PERFECT for us.
Before the ceremony starts, people will be milling around, having the provided drinks and cookies. (We want it to be a gathering...nothing overly formal, even in the ceremony). When the time comes to start having everyone take their seats, we will have 6 of our closest friends/family up front already, standing around Mr.Tango. No one is walking down the aisle. Everyone will be holding a single flower.
When my music is cued (NOT 'here comes the bride'), Mr.Tango will walk back up the aisle and come meet me at the entrance. He will present his flower to me, give me a little smooch, and will then hold my arm and escort me down the aisle.
(I didn't want my dad to 'give me away'...I hated that idea because I'm SOOOOO not my dad's to give. Tango and I are going into the marriage together...we wanted to walk into the ceremony together like this.)
SO. When we get up to the front, we will turn and face the crowd (which is how we'll have the whole ceremony...us facing outward) and each person up front will give me their flower and then go have a seat in the front row. Their flowers will become my bouquet. My best friend will tie the flowers together for me.
That way, the important people in my life will be part of the wedding, but it will MEAN something. And they dont' have to wear stupid dresses that all match. And they can actually sit down and enjoy the ceremony with everyone else.
Just thought I'd share.
Two Hundred and Sixty-Six days, people!!!!! WOOOOOOOOO!
I'm getting a tad bit excited about this. Can you tell?!
Power of the Mind
Do you ever think about something and then it happens? Like...random stuff? I've been doing a lot of that lately, it seems.
I've always had this little voice, like most people, that tells me when something isn't right. It's intuition...everyone has it to some degree. But stranger things than that have happened and it always makes me wonder what is going on there.
Twice, I've been driving and something comes over me and I start physically shaking because I KNOW something bad is about to happen. Both of those times, I've listened to the feeling and turned around. As soon as I did, the feeling went away.
Many, many times, I've known that someone was about to cut over into my lane or cross the center median, and I've slowed down or moved over just in time. I've never had that feeling and been wrong.
I often know what song is coming on the radio next before the previous song is over. I nearly always know who is calling me when my phone rings...or who is calling someone else when their phone rings.
In high school, they were making an announcement about a school-wide contest...and I KNEW that I'd won way before they said my name. I wasn't wishing to win what they were giving away...I just knew it like I knew my own name.
Twice, I've known about a minute ahead of time that someone in front of me is going to have a blowout. And I knew which tire it would be each time and was staring at that tire when it went. Once on the highway going about 70 - I even slowed down in preparation for it. I wasn't wrong.
After the last tire incident, I was totally convinced I caused it with my mind. So much so, in fact, that I now refuse to stare at motorcycles on the highway. (I'm terrified of seeing someone wreck a bike because of a dream I had years ago.)
Isn't that nuts?? Hehe!
Not long ago, and not long after the tire thing, I was driving down the road and saw a van stalled on the side. I thought to myself "I'm going to use my powers for good" and knew the van would start when I passed it. It did...and I cracked myself up for saying to myself that I would use my powers. Heh!!
A few days ago, my air conditioner broke in my car (d'oh!). I kept trying it for 2 days...no go. It was blowing hot air. The longer I left it on, the hotter it got. (And, no, it wasn't the heater.) Today, I thought to myself "oh my gosh, today my air conditioner is going to work!"....and it did. As soon as I turned it on. And it worked all day long.
Mr.Tango told me today that he's just glad that I always think NICE things about him. I told him he'd always better treat me right or ELSE. Muuuhahah!!
SO! What weird stuff have you experienced like this? I know you all have stories! (Maybe not being crazy and using your powers for good stories...but still.)
As If I Can Keep Up With Two
I started Taste The World almost 2 years ago. Shortly after I started it, I started another blog called Painter Chick. Then started another called Chasing Beagles. (Get it? Chase? Heh. I rule.) Anyway, both of those failed miserably. Mainly because I got horribly bored of them...and of listening to myself yapping on them.
So I deleted them. Quickly.
Then I decided I'd start yet another one, called Late Night Chase. It was really fun for me for awhile, until, like everything else, I got all A.D.D. and lost total interest after about, oh, an hour?
So I just stopped posting over there. (Did you notice my last post was in January? Yeah. Maybe some day I'll start it again.)
So yeah! The next natural step is to start yet another blog, right? Brilliance!!
I've been doing so much baking and decorating and experimenting in the kitchen that I had to start a new blog just to talk about that stuff...without boring the bejeezus out of you all. Not that I don't do that already, but anyway. Shut up.
So I'd like to welcome my new baby to the blogworld: Tango Cakes!
I'll be putting up my trials, pictures and recipes...and my failures.
Come over and see me sometime!!
