13.6 seconds left in the final and I will have my husband back. I don't give a crap if gay ol' Duke wins or not. It will be over...just in time for the Masters. Geez. I think this is the universes' way of getting back at me for all the trash talking I did about televised sports and the people who watch them. My husband is a certifiable sports (televised) addict.
That is all.
~B
P.S. Duke just won.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Monday, January 4, 2010
Another True Story...
The other day was a particularly busy day at work. I drank a lot of water. Then I had to pee. A lot. I ran into the bathroom at the first opportunity. I didn't lock the door. As I was sitting staring at the floor with with my head in my hand, elbows resting on my knees (Does anybody else do that in the bathroom?) I heard the door squeak. I look up just in time to see it click shut.
WHO SAW ME PEEING?!
WHO DOESN'T KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING A PUBLIC RESTROOM WHEN THE DOOR IS SHUT?!
I tried to figure out who it was with my psychic powers. They don't work. If my powers did work, I might have seen that I could have avoided this had I just LOCKED THE DOOR.
This was over a week ago and I can't quit obsessing over it. I've ran it over in my head several times and there a couple people in the office I prefer that it was.
WHO WAS IT?!
That is all.
~B
WHO SAW ME PEEING?!
WHO DOESN'T KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING A PUBLIC RESTROOM WHEN THE DOOR IS SHUT?!
I tried to figure out who it was with my psychic powers. They don't work. If my powers did work, I might have seen that I could have avoided this had I just LOCKED THE DOOR.
This was over a week ago and I can't quit obsessing over it. I've ran it over in my head several times and there a couple people in the office I prefer that it was.
WHO WAS IT?!
That is all.
~B
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
The Following is an actual conversation I had recently
Me (On the phone with Blake): Babe! What are you doing?
Blake: Oh, Just watching some TV. When are you going to be home?
Me: Babe, I went to Alco today. I bought something. I spent some money.
Blake: Ok. What did you buy?
Me: Babe, I bought some hair dye and some other stuff.
Blake: What other stuff?
Me: ...some make-up...(rather hurriedly and all in one breath) Don't be mad! Are you mad? Don't be mad Babe. I know you think make-up is silly, and you like me without make-up but I like to wear it and it wasn't that expensive and I know were trying save money but it was payday and we have been really good about saving and also I got my bonus and I really needed some and I like to use it sometimes. Don't be mad Babe. Are you mad?
Blake: uh... Huh hu ha ha ha. Hmmmm...
Me: Babe. You're mad hu? Hu babe. Don't be mad. I'm sorry. Don't be annoyed.
Blake: Why would I be ma...
Me: Seriously, Babe. I'm sorry. I dunno. I'm weird today. I dunno. I'm sorry. I weird, I'm crazy, I'm weird. Geez. Why do I feel weird about this. Crap. I'm weird. I'm just weird weird weird.
Then my phone dies.
Why, I ask you, has getting married and sharing a bank account turned me into a weird weirdo that questions everything I normally bought when Blake has never even said anything about anything. Why do I call Blake "Babe" all the damn time?
That is all.
Blake: Oh, Just watching some TV. When are you going to be home?
Me: Babe, I went to Alco today. I bought something. I spent some money.
Blake: Ok. What did you buy?
Me: Babe, I bought some hair dye and some other stuff.
Blake: What other stuff?
Me: ...some make-up...(rather hurriedly and all in one breath) Don't be mad! Are you mad? Don't be mad Babe. I know you think make-up is silly, and you like me without make-up but I like to wear it and it wasn't that expensive and I know were trying save money but it was payday and we have been really good about saving and also I got my bonus and I really needed some and I like to use it sometimes. Don't be mad Babe. Are you mad?
Blake: uh... Huh hu ha ha ha. Hmmmm...
Me: Babe. You're mad hu? Hu babe. Don't be mad. I'm sorry. Don't be annoyed.
Blake: Why would I be ma...
Me: Seriously, Babe. I'm sorry. I dunno. I'm weird today. I dunno. I'm sorry. I weird, I'm crazy, I'm weird. Geez. Why do I feel weird about this. Crap. I'm weird. I'm just weird weird weird.
Then my phone dies.
Why, I ask you, has getting married and sharing a bank account turned me into a weird weirdo that questions everything I normally bought when Blake has never even said anything about anything. Why do I call Blake "Babe" all the damn time?
That is all.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
The Time I did A Whole Bunch Of Awesome Life Changing Stuff And Then Didn't Blog About It For A Long Time
Hi. I know its been a while, and I almost resorted to deleting this sorry excuse for a blog. I mean, whats the point? My last post was in...April? But then I was like, no Bethany, no. Your fans have not forsaken you. You must not forsake them. So with out further ado, I give you what I've been up these past months.
Firscht of all. I got MARRIED!!! To Blake. We got MARRIED.
Then, we went on a honeymoon. To the Bermuda Triangle. It was gorgeous. I was looking through all of the pictures I took and NONE of them portrayed with accuracy the beauty which we beheld there. SCHERIOUSLY! The Caribbean is sooooooooo pretty.
It took some getting to get there. We had two layovers before actually landing at our destination. When I first glanced over our itinerary I was a little dismayed to learn that there would only be 20 minutes between the time we landed at our last lay over in Ft. Lauderdale, FL and when our final flight departed but I didn't really worry too much about it. When we got to Ft Lauderdale they wouldn't let us get on our last plane because apparently, it's illegal to book an international flight without at least an hour for the passenger to board prior to leaving. In the end the airline gave us money for food and a night in hotel and put us on the earliest flight to Freeport the next day, but not before they lost our luggage. We spent three hours at the airport in Florida while they tried to find our checked bag, which incidentally was full of thawing chicken (Food in The Bermuda Triangle is EXPENSIVE).
In any case, we got there a day late with a bunch of thawed chicken we had to eat quickly that was supposed to last us all week.
There were so many underwater caves. Maybe it was because I have watched too many movies, but whenever I saw one like the one show above, I had amazing daydreams about pirate booty buried deep inside which could only be found during low tide. I'm convinced it was in there. Too bad I'm not SCUBA certified, and that it was high tide.
This was the view from our bungalow.
It stormed almost everyday. It was awesome.
I wish everyone could love flying. I do.
Arlington National Cemetery
J. Edgah Hoovah! At Congressional Cemetery
Magnolia trees at the Smithsonian Castle
The Smithsonian Castle
Unfortunately, I drove from coast to almost coast and only managed to take about...four pictures. I think it was because we did it in such a hurry and we were so ready to be home. BUT!! I had a moment at the Mississippi River, and captured the following moment on digital media. 
Firscht of all. I got MARRIED!!! To Blake. We got MARRIED.
Then, we went on a honeymoon. To the Bermuda Triangle. It was gorgeous. I was looking through all of the pictures I took and NONE of them portrayed with accuracy the beauty which we beheld there. SCHERIOUSLY! The Caribbean is sooooooooo pretty.
It took some getting to get there. We had two layovers before actually landing at our destination. When I first glanced over our itinerary I was a little dismayed to learn that there would only be 20 minutes between the time we landed at our last lay over in Ft. Lauderdale, FL and when our final flight departed but I didn't really worry too much about it. When we got to Ft Lauderdale they wouldn't let us get on our last plane because apparently, it's illegal to book an international flight without at least an hour for the passenger to board prior to leaving. In the end the airline gave us money for food and a night in hotel and put us on the earliest flight to Freeport the next day, but not before they lost our luggage. We spent three hours at the airport in Florida while they tried to find our checked bag, which incidentally was full of thawing chicken (Food in The Bermuda Triangle is EXPENSIVE).
In any case, we got there a day late with a bunch of thawed chicken we had to eat quickly that was supposed to last us all week.
There were so many underwater caves. Maybe it was because I have watched too many movies, but whenever I saw one like the one show above, I had amazing daydreams about pirate booty buried deep inside which could only be found during low tide. I'm convinced it was in there. Too bad I'm not SCUBA certified, and that it was high tide.
This was the view from our bungalow.
It stormed almost everyday. It was awesome.
I wish everyone could love flying. I do.
Lincoln Memorial
Don't be mad, but I think Washington, D.C. was my favorite part of all my travels recently.
Arlington National Cemetery
Washington Monument
J. Edgah Hoovah! At Congressional Cemetery
Jefferson Memorial
Casa Blanca (Blanco? I dunno, my Spanish is rusty)
Magnolia trees at the Smithsonian Castle
The Smithsonian Castle
Unfortunately, I drove from coast to almost coast and only managed to take about...four pictures. I think it was because we did it in such a hurry and we were so ready to be home. BUT!! I had a moment at the Mississippi River, and captured the following moment on digital media.
Well, there it is. Everything seems so small when viewed after the fact. The last few months of my life really have been larger than life. The hardest, longest, weirdest, saddest, best months of my life.
In closing, I would like to tell you all that the correct spelling of the word is "GRATEFUL" not "GREATFUL" which is how I spelled it in the approximately 75 thank you notes I mailed out yesterday.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
NEW POST!!!!!!!!!!one1!!!
Hi all.
I know its been a while, and I promise a new and improved Thoughts of a Broad post very soon. I just heard today that there is a confirmed Swine Flu case in Arizona. I found a wesite about Swine Flu that I thought was pretty handy. It has a very efficient way of determining symtoms and what not.
Anyhoo, I've posted the link here for all of you. Hope it helps.
http://doihaveswineflu.org/
That is all.
~B
I know its been a while, and I promise a new and improved Thoughts of a Broad post very soon. I just heard today that there is a confirmed Swine Flu case in Arizona. I found a wesite about Swine Flu that I thought was pretty handy. It has a very efficient way of determining symtoms and what not.
Anyhoo, I've posted the link here for all of you. Hope it helps.
http://doihaveswineflu.org/
That is all.
~B
Friday, March 13, 2009
Facts.
Fact:
Every time I go to leave my house alone and it's dark outside, I have these thoughts that come to me like the introduction of story on Unsolved Mysteries and the narrator in my head always has the voice of Robert Stack. They usually only happen between the door and my car, and they usually go something like this:
It was a chilly, rainy evening in March when Bethany was last seen leaving for the grocery store.
After I get in and start the car, the narration stops. It almost feels like one of those choose your own adventure novels or something. When it starts it always ominous, and I know that it's the beginning of a disappearance or mystery, but I have no idea where it's going, or what happens.
Fact:
There is no excuse for this sorry blog.
Fact:
I hate head colds. I would rather have the flu. The vomiting, aching, diarrhea-ing stomache flu, than a cold. With the flu, the odds of getting out of work due to illness are much better than with a cold. With a cold, people (in my own mind, maybe not really though) expect you to suck it up and take a Dayquil or something, but with a flu, the first mention of diarrhea and they are like "Oh! Stay home! Get better! Drink lots of liquids!".
Fact:
I have always wanted a chia pet.
Fact:
Lima beans are toxic waste.
Fact:
I think I like this boy.
That is all.
~B
Every time I go to leave my house alone and it's dark outside, I have these thoughts that come to me like the introduction of story on Unsolved Mysteries and the narrator in my head always has the voice of Robert Stack. They usually only happen between the door and my car, and they usually go something like this:
It was a chilly, rainy evening in March when Bethany was last seen leaving for the grocery store.
After I get in and start the car, the narration stops. It almost feels like one of those choose your own adventure novels or something. When it starts it always ominous, and I know that it's the beginning of a disappearance or mystery, but I have no idea where it's going, or what happens.
Fact:
There is no excuse for this sorry blog.
Fact:
I hate head colds. I would rather have the flu. The vomiting, aching, diarrhea-ing stomache flu, than a cold. With the flu, the odds of getting out of work due to illness are much better than with a cold. With a cold, people (in my own mind, maybe not really though) expect you to suck it up and take a Dayquil or something, but with a flu, the first mention of diarrhea and they are like "Oh! Stay home! Get better! Drink lots of liquids!".
Fact:
I have always wanted a chia pet.
Fact:
Lima beans are toxic waste.
Fact:
I think I like this boy.
That is all.
~B
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
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