Monday, June 2, 2008

Princess Quiz

My mom suggested I post a picture of me. Here I am:

You Are Megara!
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Charming and witty. You are always the first person to come up with a wisecrack. Sure, you have an attitude, but that's why people love you. You keep them on their toes. Sometimes you can be misleading, but always end up doing the right thing for the people you love.


Which Disney Princess Are You?

Thursday, April 3, 2008

The Weepies

...are finally putting out a new album, hideaway, on April 22. Yes!

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Plug for Dolly


Dolly's new album, Backwoods Barbie, will finally hit shelves Tuesday 26. I'm so excited! I've already listened to it and it is g-hood! I hope all of you will give it a try. It will be available on iTunes if you want to start light - with just a song or two. She does a fun cover version of Drives Me Crazy which will be familiar to everyone.
A few people have asked me, "Why Dolly?"
I think my love for Dolly stems from the fact that, contrary to her plastic appearance, she is absolutely genuine! I learned this by listening to interviews. She is funny! Better than this? She is NICE! As Dolly says, "I hope people realize there is a brain beneath the hair and a heart beneath the boobs." So true.
This isn't my favorite Johnny Carson interview with Dolly, but it still shows her cute personality. Carson loved Dolly. In fact, after her first time on the show, reviews were so great that she was invited to come back in less than a month's time. Pretty impressive.


Isn't she fabulous? I hope you enjoyed her!
This next interview is a bit longer, but it's recent. It recaps a lot of the things she's accomplished in the years since the Carson days. She's such a good person:

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Weirdness

Maats "tagged" me and the name of the game is list six quirky things about yourself. As I am a fan of all things self-promoting (or self-degrading) I happily take part in this exercise.

  1. When I was 6, my favorite movie was The Thorn Birds (technically, it’s a miniseries). It's about a Catholic priest who falls in love with a little girl, waits for her to grow up, then renounces his commitment to God in order to “be with her”. I watched this repeatedly. This no doubt raises a couple of questions: A.) Where was Mr. Rogers when all this was going on, and 2.) What sort of parents set up the VCR for their kindergartner to watch this? While this is not a "quirk" per se, I have no doubt it made some sort of lasting impression on me.
  1. I've adopted a bad habit of getting up and leaving on a moment’s notice. My family has commented on my untimely and tactless exits from various get-togethers. I’ve offended several of them. Perhaps this is why my mother found it necessary to give me a tutorial on how to warn my host/hostess of this departure several minutes before it happens. If you're reading this, consider this your "warning".
  1. I have what some refer to as an unnatural fascination with Dolly Parton. I will not take the opportunity to defend myself at this time. There will be plenty of time for this in the next couple of weeks as I promote her newest album, Backwoods Barbie, due in stores February 26. *wink, wink*
  1. I don't wear deodorant. Wait! Before you navigate away from my page, let me explain. I really don't have a malodorous problem - I promise. My mom would have said something about it by now. She's not shy about these things ("Your hair looks like a rat's nest." etc.), so I'm sure she wouldn't mind saying I smell like one, if I did. What about an antiperspirant, you ask? When I work up a sweat playing sports or whatever, usually it's my face that gets hot. I'm not going to lather my face in deodorant, so don't go there.
  1. I’m unable to sleep if my feet are cold or if I’m wearing socks. It’s a vicious cycle.
  1. I deal with my suicidal tendencies by placing an order online through Zappos.com. Waiting for my merchandise to arrive in the mail gives me something to live for - just long enough for the suicidal thoughts to pass. Subsequently, I have a lot of shoes.

  2. I’m kidding, folks! It's called retail therapy.
    TAG!: Katie, Marielle and Shannon.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Heaven Forbid I End Up Alone

Can you sum up your entire life story in six words? There's a new book that hit the shelves today called, Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-word Memoirs. It is a compilation of responses people gave to the above question. I am hooked! Responses are so poignant - I had no idea how much you could piece together about a person in so little space. First, watch this:


You were counting the words, weren't you? There are always six. I checked.

Here are some of my favorite, unpublished six-word "memoirs":

  • Cared too much, did too little.
  • Five minus one, still a family.
  • Not what you think - look closer.
  • Aloof? No, just a bit deaf.
  • I, I, I, I, I, you.
  • I look much taller in words.
  • Traveled the world, found no home.
  • Unpredictable despair, frequently interrupted by joy.
  • Had little baggage, found traveling companion.
  • I want your life, damn it!
  • Whipsawed by calamity, yet stubbornly optimistic.
  • Not as blonde as I look.

If you haven't figured it out yet, the title to this post was what I came up with for me. But I'm warning you now, you won't be able to stop thinking of new ones. I have a whole list of them now, but I want to hear what YOU (and husbands, and wives, and children) come up with. Please comment.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Teahupoo (Tay-uh-cho-poo)



i hope to go to tahiti someday to watch people surf teahupoo. it's the heaviest, prettiest wave in the world, in my opinion.

other favorite waves:
Pehai also known as "Jaws" - Hawaii (Maui)
Pipeline - Hawaii (Oahu)
Mavericks - California

favorite surfers:
laird hamilton
rob machado
andy irons
kelly slater
mick fanning
joy magelssen - (used to live with her.)

My Face



i found this picture. such dear memories. i've broken my nose six times and had two surgeries. i've also knocked out my front teeth four times. if you're thinking that perhaps there was an instance when i broke my nose and knocked my teeth out at the same time, you'd be wrong. which means, there have been at least ten times when some sort of object has felt the need to strike me within the same one inch radius of my face.
just thought you'd like to know. and whoever gave me the tootsie rolls, thank you.