Thanks, Larry!

Oh how I love my job if only because it affords me discounted lower bowl tickets to the NBA Playoffs. I want to congratulate all of my boyfriends for their win tonight at home. And thanks to my partner in crime... I'm glad that you lived through your childhood so that we could play at Jazz games.

YOU GOTTA LOVE IT BABY!

WEHADABABYITSABOY!!

I waited until the Reeves put their pictures up first but can't contain it any more. I am happy to know and love this family, so I am happy to welcome their mini-Cholo into the world. I'm seriously in love with this baby even though he is of no relation. This is the best of both worlds for me- I get to hold and play and laugh and ga-ga... and then I get to give him back. There is an amazing thing that happens when you watch someone that you know and love suddenly turn a page in that metaphorical book o' life. I have watched Ashley as a digger of maroon beets; in Vegas on the dance floor; in Tiger theory discussions; in Logan at the Spectrum, and in countless Buffy sleepovers and mission letters. Now I watch her as she takes on "mother" and I must say, it fits.

Here's to turning pages, to remembering the past, and to bringing others into our future as friends.

Mostly, though, here's to Corgan.

Final(s) Calculation

Little Ceasar's Pizza: $5.00
Razzmatazz Jamba Juice: $3.75
12 Pack Dr. Pepper: $6.00
Wendy's Chicken Nuggets: $0.99

Knowing that finals are over and I will have time to make food and eat like a normal person again?


PRICELESS.

Shower de Bebe

Blue. Blue. Blue. It's a good thing that the socially attributed symbol for boys happens to be a color that I enjoy because I feel like I have recently bathed myself in every shade of azul possible. But, like they say, all is fair in love and baby showers, so throw one we did! Ashley's shower was a big hit. We bought treats for people to take home; every girl in attendance was on a "no sugar" diet. Next time I am buying shots of wheat grass and wrapping them in a bow. In the meantime, however, I am going to have to start plotting how I can get an "Okie Shower". There are bridal showers, and baby showers, and even cold showers. The way my life is headed, none of these are in the near future. But that doesn't mean I don't want all of the free stuff! Way to go Ash and Baby Cholo for raking in the goods. And cheers to my co-blue conspirators. Good times in baby land.

Batter Up

I grew up on the softball diamond picture above. Okay, maybe not the diamond pictured above, but it is true nonetheless that I grew up pinch hitting, shagging, and running the bags. If 10 year-olds are eligible to have glory days, playing softball was definitely my time to shine. There is something about organized sports that I absolutely love. Maybe it's the feeling of camaraderie that is bound to develop between even the most perfect stranger. Perhaps I like all the "good games", and "nice try"s and "let's do this". It very well could be the slaps on the bum that naturally signify "good work" and "keep it up." Or maybe it's just the feeling of standing out under the lights. Either way, I am happiest when I am playing sports. And how I have missed softball.

In an effort to rock 2008 and step out of my comfort zone I organized a softball team with some friends from work. Our first game was tonight and as I drove up to the field for our 9pm (yes, PM) game, I couldn't help but feel an excitement that only raked sand and field lights blazing through the dark give me. Not even the luminescent Wal*Mart next door could spoil my fun.

My oh my, it's softball season. And I am loving EVERY minute of it.

Don't bother me, I'm eating

Sometimes I feel like I am stuck in a time warp. Lately I have felt like I have been watching all of my friends and family continue ahead on life's path(s) at a lightning speed while I kick back in my jeans and puffy vest and pretend that everything around me isn't changing. Over the course of the last three days I have received some pretty weighty news about two of my siblings and their newfound "all growed up-ness" (all of which is too important to post preliminarily in a blog), planned my best friend's baby shower, and celebrated with two friends who are making their graduation plans and are excited to walk away from university life with a bachelor's and a master's, respectively. In the middle of this I am looking at my life and wondering where in the world I fit into the land of marriage and babies and master's degrees. I didn't have too much time to ponder the idea, however, because my cell phone buzzed in my pocket. I flipped open my phone to find a message from a good friend that I haven't heard from in months. Here is the text: "How are you? What are you up to? I am expecting a little boy in July." I wasn't quite sure how to answer that at all so I did what I do best and told the truth. I swiftly typed back, "I am eating a cheeseburger." And that about sums it up.

E N F J

" According to the Jung - Myers-Briggs typology all people can be classified using four criteria:

• Extroversion - Introversion
  
• Sensing - Intuition
• Thinking - Feeling
  
• Judging - Perceiving"

This was taken from the website where you can find out what your own personality type is. Mine is freaky accurate, so check it out! I matched up with King David and Oprah. I'll take it! I am an extrovert, intuitive, feeling, and judging. This is the combination of how I run my life, apparently. It actually hit the nail on the head for me! Check yours out at:

http://www.humanmetrics.com/

Go to "Jung Typology Test" and click take test. It takes about 5 minutes. Be sure to read through all of the explanations afterward.... Enjoy!
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