Eye see you.

Today I had my once-every-two-year eye checkup to make sure I'm seeing as well as I could be. Yup, everything looks good. This machine looked like it was plucked from an antique closet of curiosities but apparently it's "top of the line". Somehow, someway, Dr. Kraupa looked into, around, and behind my eyeballs with this here thingy-ma-jiggy and found nothing but good healthy eyeball parts. I had a thought while I was sitting in that room waiting for him to show up... remember when it was revealed that Nadya Suleman not only gave birth to premature octuplets, but that she also had six other kids waiting for her at home? And she lives with her mom. And she doesn't have a job. And the father is not involved whatsoever. Did that story just get weirder and weirder, or what, right? It got to the point where I wouldn't have been surprised if they reported that she kept all the placentas in her freezer so that if she ever ran out of frozen strawberries she'd have something with which to make smoothies. Ew.

That thought brought me to the conclusion that maybe Dr. Kraupa should have checked out Nadya's eyeballs with this thingy-ma-jiggy and just maybe he would have seen the craziness that lies behind her eyeballs and thus declare her incompetent and absolutely too crazy to handle 14 children on her own.

$1.60

Spending money these days is just not my cup of tea. No pun intended. Luckily Caribou Coffee has a cost-effective item that even I don't have buyers remorse over ordering. Their hot (or cold) mango tea (in a mug, to facilitate saving the earth... I suppose) is one of the cheaper alternatives on their menu. These days, I really can't justify spending $4.75 on 16 oz. of Soy Chai Tea Latte.

Worth every penny.

I would not trade anything for this being that I know as Oliver, Muffin, Little One, Beamers. He is everything I look for in a companion. Trustworthy, caring, supportive when I'm having a bad day, he's a great cuddler in bed, his kisses leave me smiling and he never stops loving me. Every girl should have a man like this in her life, even if they have to spend $850 on him. It's money well spent. The best investment I've made yet. Period.

Case in point

At least twice a week St. Thomas calls me because I'm on the alumni list, begging for a donation. It usually goes like this:

Them: "Could you donate a small amount such as $300 at this time?"

Me: "A small amount? Are you kidding? That's hardly small to me, and no I cannot donate that to St. Thomas."

Them: "How about an even smaller amount of $100 just to show your support for your alma mater?"

Me: "To be honest, you guys keep calling me and as much as I liked going to St. Thomas for two years, I don't feel like it makes sense to throw even more money towards you after all I spent on my education. What did you do with that $68G?" *hang up*

Lo and behold on my doorstep this morning is a nice article on the front page about how great the $118M expansion is coming along... touche.

Single solitary rose

This one fell off from the group. I couldn't very well toss him in the trash, so I saved him, in one of my giant shot glasses, stuck him on the windowsill, and smile each time I wash the dishes (which seems to be every half hour these days...). This little set-up is so quaint that I think I'm going to have to move down to the B.V.I. (that's British Virgin Islands), buy dozens of roses, cut each one off individually and sell them in giant shot glasses. Maybe put some B.V.I. sand at the bottom, it's a souvenir a la Emily.

And then there were four...

cheez-its are one of the tastiest salty indulgences I've ever come across. Eaten with an apple or solo, they never cease to satisfy a craving. The only downside to these orange squares is the fact that they are beyond unhealthy, however; most delicious things in life are...

Pottery Barn-ish

Did I mention I have one of the greatest boyfriends ever? White roses in a stolen Flaherty's beer pitcher... romantic and resourceful. Nothing but the best!

Finally

It's been a long time coming. Lance and I have wanted to apply for The Amazing Race since we saw the very first episode in 2001. Now that I'm 21 year's old we are able to. This week we're taping our 3 minute application video and sending all our materials in by next Tuesday. If all goes well, you'll be seeing us race around the world every Sunday night... how's that for evening entertainment? Priceless.

Kosher

If I didn't consciously limit myself to four of these at a time I would eat the whole jar in one sitting. Thank God they sell them in bulk at Costco.

V-Day.

Lucky for me, I have a Valentine this year. His name is Michael. Though he's up North for the weekend, that doesn't diminish my likeness for him. In all honesty, real men don't need Valentine's Day to share their feelings for their lady anyway. It should be celebrated in the most random and spontaneous of moments, like when you're filling up gas at the BP. Having a romantic moment amongst intoxicating gas fumes? Now that's real.

Undeniable

The second 'okay' thing to do on this list is absolutely-positively-100%-hands down true. And if, for even one second, you want to pretend like that ravenous thought doesn't run through your head during an intense yoga sess then I will personally hunt you down and punch you in the face. Namaste.

Dark purple. Pink. Light purple.

These are my favorite colors. For now. I try and find every excuse to use them... for example, if I wrote big fat checks (which I don't) I would write them out with the pink one. Since I don't write big fat checks I will have to suffice with writing mushy love letters and signing credit card slips for Flying Monkey drinks at Granite City instead. My time for writing big fat checks will come some day, and when it does... these three pretty ladies will be there to witness.

genius mentor

I don't realize how smart Lance is unless I happen to eavesdrop on a dialogue he might be having with an expert. I've been there, when suddenly the language being spoken hardly resembles English, and I find myself struggling to grasp the concepts spilling out like a tumbling river of gemstones. He can speak intelligently about most anything and even though you sense he has strong convictions, he has a gentle way about him that lets you keep yours.

How lucky am I to have this man as my father?