The Circle of Life

When we moved to Corona, the first couple months I rode the train to work. The station is about a mile from work so from there I catch the bus, from the bus stop I walk a few blocks. I share all of that with you so you know why I was walking in the first place. haha. Along my short walk, there are several businesses and stores along a busy street. I share that with you because you should know I don't work out in the sticks where nature is abundant. One day, while walking, I could see on the ground up ahead in front of one of the stores, a bird. Not out of the ordinary, but the closer I got I could see lots of little white feathers surrounding this dark colored bird. Didn't make sense at first until I got close enough to see what the bird was doing. That bird turned out to be a hawk. A hawk that was pecking the life out of what I think used to be a white dove. I'm not the biggest fan of National Geographic, and that day I remembered why. RIP little birdie.

BestBuy....or best blunder

So I saw a commercial the other day for a promotion BestBuy is doing in connection to the new movie, Despicable Me. You can download a special ap to translate what the funny little minions are saying during the movie.

Uh, correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't there clever messages in the beginning of all movies explicitly telling movie-goers "no phone calls or text messages" during the movie? Nobody wants someone elses cell phone blaring in their face during a movie. So who the heck thought it would be a good idea to run this little promo? Maybe I'm missing something.

Thanks for nothing.

The company I work for recently decided to install a nice flatscreen TV in the breakroom. They also decided we would only be able to watch the Fox News channel, in subtitles, with no volume. Reading while trying to watch TV is like working while I'm on my break.

Thanks for nothing.

Thanks for pointing that out.

Please note the title of this post should be read with some serious sarcasm. But those of you familiar with my blog, probably wouldn't have read it any other way. Yesterday I had one of those, "did that really just happen?" moments that left me scratchin' my head.

It's Sunday, I'm at church waiting for services to begin, sitting on the edge of the pew when an elderly woman I know approaches me and casually asks, "Do you have any children?" I reply, "Nope." She then quickly touches my face just below my right eye and says, "then what's keeping you up all night?"

Oh my freakin goodness. Did that just really happen? Thanks for pointing out that I practically have black eyes. I happen to get plenty of sleep. But to her point, I have always had dark circles under my eyes, an unfortunate result of thin skin and lots of purpley blue viens. And I don't like to wear foundation makeup so I just roll with it. But I definately don't need anyone to point out my flaws. Maybe I should have retorted, "hey, have you been laying out in the sun all week? You haven't? Then what's the deal with all those wrinkles?"

bahahaa

Get the 411 on 411

Guess what people? We're in the digital age. I realize some of you may be thinking, "DUH", but I can tell you that there are those that either haven't realized it yet, or are just incredibly stupid... *Ah-hem*...I mean, stubborn. So what's the deal with 411?? If you'll recall, way back in the day, before internet, 411 was a service you pay for to get a phone # for a place or person. So if you didn't have a phone book handy, this was a convenient alternative. But with the internet, and how widely available it is, why is 411 still being utilized? Why would anybody in their right mind choose to PAY for a service over the convenience of the internet. I'll tell you who... idiots. You heard me right! They're idiots! Case in point:

My husband relayed a story to me the other day that goes like this (mind you I'll be writing as though I'm him speaking).



So I'm sitting at my desk when I overhear the lady next to me, "Can I please get the number for 'such-n-such' company? They're located in Los Angeles. Huh? Are you sure? There isn't a listing for that company there? That's weird. Okay, thanks." Yeah, that's how her conversation went. All while she sat conveniently at her desk... in front of her working computer, with installed FREE internet. Mind boggling. The best part was while she was busy being confused on the phone for a place that apparently had no listing, I managed to google it in a matter of seconds.

BAHAHAHAHAA

When in Doubt...Paper, Rock, Scissors!

Have you ever been in a situation where you're not sure who is right, or who goes first, or who really cut the cheese? Well, your solution is literally just a Paper, Rock, or Scissor (or PRS)away! Ture story on how easy it is to incorporate it into daily life...

We recently graced the local Mickie D's with our presence and upon finishing our meal, the hubs decided he wanted one of their delicious $1 sundaes. He walks up to get in line only to arrive at THE EXACT SAME TIME as another patron. *gasp* Thank goodness this patron was well versed in the art of PRS and instantly threw down a fist to initiate the first of three rounds. My hubs won, (cause I didn't marry no loser), but even if he hadn't, thanks to an instinctive PRS'er, crisis was averted.

Don't feel like doing that project at work? PRS your boss.
Didn't get that A you deserve on your final? PRS you teacher.
Don't feel like waiting in line at D-land? PRS the person in the front of the line.
Don't wanna cook dinner? PRS your spouse.

The possibilities are endless.

Did that really just happen?

People cease to amaze me. Sometimes good, sometimes not so good... which make for better stories.


So Nate and I are cruising the Disneyland parking lot and zero in on a spot. We park, and as we start to open our doors we hear some lady shout, "you couldn't wait for me to pull out first!? geeze!" As I'm sitting in the car, I look over my shoulder through the back window to see what the heck is going on out there and see some van chillin right behind us. Then it took off. I turned to Nate baffled, "was she just yelling at us?" And he replied, "yeah, I think so." We were both laughing at her craziness. I'm guessing she was apparently pulling out as we were passing her down the aisle and CLEARLY she thought she had the right of way and was peeved that she had to wait, oh... what, an extra 20 seconds to pull out? Boo friggin Hoo lady! Not to mention you just wasted another 30 seconds of your precious day screaming at people. Now, I'm not sure where the heck you are from, but here in California, people don't just wait for you to pull out. If I'm driving down the street where you live and you pull out of your driveway, are you going to expect me to stop in the middle of the road so you can finish? I don't think so lady.
I guess the happiest place on earth sometimes unearths the crappiest people on earth.