Parking Deck Nightmares

Why can't people drive in parking decks? I don't understand why normal, relatively well educated drivers pull into parking decks and seem to suddenly not know a thing about driving. Let me help you. If each spot has a car in it for as far as you can see, you don't need to slow down at each spot - just keep driving!

Here is the other thing that drives me bananas in parking decks. If you drive a car so large that you actually cannot drive it, you should be punched in the neck. Don't buy a car so large that you are incapable of parking it. This makes me angry in parking decks and open lots. Seriously - know where the corners are. If you cannot pull out of a space without making it a 46 point turn, your car should be taken away from you. I'm not joking.

Summer Camp

Today I referred to a group we have in house as being "like summer camp, but without anything fun like songs or smores." The response I received was that without songs and smores, summer camp is more like prison...you must stay here a certain amount of time, move around and eat when instructed to do so. Interesting, and possibly true.

Oh the interwebs

So I made a startling revelation a few minutes ago. I, like thousands, am addicted to Pinterest. It has been a great way for me to organize all kinds of things. But here is what I just realized. It's like all the people who loved putting pics, and phrases on MySpace have finally found a place to do that once again. Take that FaceBook - I can still clog the WWW with all kinds of time wasting junk.

And fabulous recipes.

Easy Peasy

So last night I had no inspiration for dinner. I haven't really mentioned anything on here, but I developed allergies to peanuts, hazelnuts, and soy right around Easter...which was sad because Easter just really isn't the same without a Reeses Cup Egg. But I have made the changes necessary to live, and am doing ok most days. Although last week I stood in our living room and cried because I just wanted french fries. Fabio has been great, every time one of these little episodes occurs, he just walks to wherever I am and gives me a big hug. I know, I could make my own french fries at home, but the problem is that I also want fried pickles and chicken tenders and when I mentioned to Fabio the thought of buying a fryer you would have thought I had slapped him across the face.

But anyway, back to last night. I had no idea what I wanted to cook, and right now, there are only a handful of places I feel safe going to eat, so cooking is in order most of the time. So I do what any cute, smart cookie would do and went to Pinterest. This is the only thing I have to say about "quick and easy crockpot meals". If I had started thinking about dinner 3 days ago then I wouldn't be having this problem right now!

Shower of Fear

I'm not sure if I told you, but Sassy's getting married in August. I'm super excited for her and even more excited that she hasn't turned into any Bridezilla type. Like, last week I cut off all my hair and sent her this pic of it (in which I also had a crazy eye, but that's another story) and she said it was cute! It's way shorter than I actually wanted it to be, but it grows quickly and it's not a red mullet, so I'll get over it soon and hopefully she wasn't lying. Anyway, I digress.

My fabulous photographer friend Kelli is going to be her photographer, so being the good friend that I am, I have been sending Kelli some "tips" on what I've seen other photographers do. Like yell at the bride during her father/daughter dance, and be photographed with a crazy face in the middle of a dance floor.

My favorite part of Sassy's wedding so far is the theme for her shower. You see, it's an around the clock shower and I have been given the gift of 11:00 pm. So, because I'm not actually as crazy and rude as I sometimes sound, Sassy will receive a gift during the shower that under no means would she be upset to open infront of her soon to be in-laws - but I will have something spectacular waiting for her to open at an undisclosed location and time that will be what I would have given her if my mama hadn't raised me right.

Mary Mary Quite Contrary

How does your garden grow? I ask, because Carrie Carrie Quite Contrary forgot she had one. Yep, that's me, the girl who completely forgot she was trying to grow herbs. I guess if I'm looking the the positive in this, is that I already have dried herbs! ha!

On a completely unrelated side note, I'm entertained that old people and pinterest have managed to make FB a little more like MySpace with 100 frilly quotes on their wall.

Too Many Irons in the Fire

Too many balls in the air, I could go on and on, but the gist of things is that there is too much going on in my  life. This week we started the beloved 4 day a week schedule. Last weekend Fabio and I attended a wedding in WV and then high tailed it back to NC so that I could spend some quality time with a great college friend. Yesterday I taught my last dance class. I haven't talked about my teen class much, but man do they need to be medicated. They talk NON stop. I feel like I finally realize why boarding schools were invented. Some teens just need to be sent away. Actually, the alternative is to build them a sound proof room so they can scream while talking to a friend that is only 2 feet away.

Anyway, I digress. Yesterday we also finally had the first showing for our condo, and now today we are having another. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but I excite pretty easily. Now that they are looking, we just need one to buy! Which if that happens quickly will only add to my to do list.

Oh yeah, and if I don't do laundry tonight, I will need to wear bathing suit bottoms as underwear tomorrow.