Losing My Mind

I'm not one to say no when people ask me to do things, because I genuinely like to help. However, I also really like time to myself. Sometimes it's hard to find a balance between the two. This month happens to be one of those times.

Last weekend was a prime example of how things can take a wrong turn very quickly. After spending a great afternoon in the sun with friends and then then watching WV in the playoff games for the first time since 1802 I went to sleep having had a great day but with many thoughts on my mind. Sunday I was helping host a bridal shower for a great friend, but in all my relaxing on Saturday, I had really done nothing to prepare. Sunday morning I shot up out of bed and started running. I still needed a hand full of items from the grocery store, I needed to cook, and more importantly, I needed to shower and get ready. In all of my running around on Saturday I had meant to buy I dress, but that never happened, so I had no clue what to wear. I ran out to the grocery store - grabbed everything I needed and was back home in 15 minutes. So that I wouldn't get too distracted cooking, I set the kitchen timer for one hour. In a poor attempt at multitasking I took out the ingredients for two dishes. As I was prepping one, I realized that the butter for the other was not going to soften quickly enough. Easy I thought, as I threw the two sticks of butter in the microwave and hit 10 seconds.

All of a sudden, and just as I heard the first crackling noise I thought - that butter had a foil lined cover. I sprang across the kitchen to pull the door of the microwave open, but sadly, it was too late. The smell of charred foil was already spreading across my tiny kitchen.

But I did have softened butter.

Texting

Now, I don't want to sound old and out of date, because I text a lot, but I feel there are times that it is inappropriate. NC recently passed a law that you are not allowed to text or read emails while driving. This makes sense to me, your eyes should be on the road, not your phone. However, if you are uncoordinated, you also should not text while walking. I just watched a guy trip going up the stairs because he was so involved in whatever he was trying to spell that he missed a stair.

How are you going to explain your broken nose to friends and coworkers? I say lie and tell them you were punched in the face by a stranger. No one will feel bad for you if it was your lack of intelligence that landed you that broken nose.

My first blog

Not too long ago, I was chatting with a woman that I admire more than I can express in words. She is a business owner, mother of two, crafty, organized, creative and all around wonderful person. Her name is Kelli and I have had the great pleasure of knowing her since we were teenagers. I was telling her how I aspire to be like her (especially the organized and creative parts of her personality) and throughout my retelling of my day, she suggested I start a blog. So here it is!

I work in the hospitality industry, so there are lots of things I find both amusing and perplexing on a daily basis. I also just feel that I run into a lot of random things throughout life that I find amusing and would like to share the funny stories that I have. To me, they are just rants, but to many people I encounter, they are very funny stories, so I will retell them here from time to time. I hope you enjoy!!