Six Random Facts
I got tagged for the 6 random things meme again by Jen at Mammay’s Mayhem. To be honest, I’m still wiped out from doing my 100 Things this summer.
I just don’t think there is anything random left to say about me. I’m really not that interesting.
I thought instead of totally ignoring the tag that I’d mix it up a bit and share 6 random things I was thinking about doing for my birthday.
As I’ve mentioned before I call October the Birthday Extravaganza Month. Since I’m not much for gifts and parties, I prefer doing something special (or in my case, a few special things) on my birthday (or in my case, my birthday month since I like to stretch it out as long as possible).
I’m having a tough time making up my mind though. I have a few ideas narrowed down but nothing set in stone.
Have I mentioned how much I hate making decisions? If not, let me just clear that up right now. Next to cleaning and exercising, decision-making is probably my third least favorite activity.
I really want to do something different, but also not terribly expensive (that rules out any last minute trips to Italy or Hawaii-darn!) The idea of spending money right now isn’t sitting well with me anyway. I feel like I should be stuffing it all away under the mattress so I’m ready for whatever impending doom that the media is predicting. Is anyone else feeling this way?
My husband has off all next week and while I’d be up for a getaway, I’m thinking that a stay-cation or a few daytrips would fit better with our current budget right now.
So, here are my ideas so far:
1. Dinner and a Movie. This is probably the least exciting of the choices since this is pretty much our standard date night anyway. However, I’ve been wanting to eat at P.F. Changs (never been and one just opened up by my house). I’ve also been wanting to see Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist. Have you been to P.F. Changs? What’s good on the menu? If you’ve seen Nick and Norah, let me know if it is any good.
2. Ghost Tour in Gettysburg, PA. I’ve never been on a ghost tour and since Gettysburg is known by many to be one of the most haunted places in America, I thought this might be just the right mix of spooky and fun for a chilly October evening.
The tour I’ve been looking into starts in the basement of a haunted inn and then moves on to a place called the grove. It sounds very creepy. The only thing I worry about is that I might get possessed or something while I’m on the tour and I really don’t need that kind of stress in my life right now.
3. Autumn Wine Fest. We have a winery nearby our house that I’ve always said I wanted to go to, but never seem to get around to visiting. In October, they have a fall festival that sounds like it could be fun. It will feature winetasting, gourmet foods, live music, winery tours, crafters, etc… I’ll just stop right there because they had me at wine and food. This is a definite possibility but I think more fun if we could find another couple to go with us.
4. NYC Day Trip. Drive up to New York for the day and see a show. I’ve never seen a Broadway musical before so I thought this might be a possibility. I’ve heard you can get pretty decent last minute deals at the TKTS booth. Has anyone ever tried this? What show would you most recommend? I was thinking Wicked but I’m also thinking that I’m probably not the only person with this idea and the likelihood of getting tickets at the last minute is not good..
5. Renaissance Festival. I’ve been to this once, but it was a long time ago and didn’t have the best time. I’m not sure why I think this time will be better other than the fact that I just finished reading The Other Boleyn Girl and am feeling like I want to be immerced in this time period. (I’m actually not even sure if I have the right time period, but I think it is close enough.)
My only fear is that we won’t fit in with all the “regulars” that go every weekend. From what I understand, many people take this very seriously and dress up as knights, maidens and wenches. I don’t even know what a wench is. While the idea of walking around eating a turkey leg sounds somewhat enticing, I’m just not sure if all the merriment will get annoying after awhile.
6. Stay in Bed all Day with Edward Cullen. Oh how I wish that were really true. What I’m proposing is just a day of pure and total bliss- a Twilight marathon. I will do nothing but read all day, stopping maybe for some take-out. I just started New Moon (book 2) and I was thinking it would be heavenly to just read the whole thing straight through.
While we are on the subject of Twilight, check out the latest stills that were released from the movie (only 43 days left!!):



How awesome does this movie look!?? Can’t wait!
Ok, got off topic a bit. Back to the meme…The rules state that I have to tag six other bloggers for this meme, so here they are:
- Pearsonality
- Escape Into My Thoughts
- Gorgeous Footsteps in the Sand
- Live. Love. Eat.
- Cheaper Than Therapy Jen
- Back to Barnwell
If you weren’t tagged but feel like playing along, please do.
So what birthday idea sounds best to you? Let me know if you have any other ideas. I’m pretty much up for anything.
Why I’m Going To Hell Part 2
If you missed Part One of Why I’m Probably Going To Hell, click here.
The other morning I got a knock on my door. I looked through the peephole to see who it was. I always like to just double check to make sure that the person knocking isn’t a homicidal maniac before I open the door. They were carrying bibles, so I figured I was safe.*
*Note to homicidal maniacs–Carry bibles. Idiots like me are sure to open the door for you.
This may sound weird, but it never bothers me when the Jehovah’s Witnesses stop by. I figure if they are going through all this effort to try to teach others about God then I should take a few minutes out of my busy (hahahahaha) schedule to listen to what they have to say.
I also appreciate the fact that they are bringing church to me, rather than me having to go there. I’m all for convenience, even with religion. Since I’m usually too busy on Saturdays and too lazy on Sundays to go, I can totally appreciate this effort. It is like pizza delivery, but instead of pizza it is God.
The other reason I decided to open the door was because I was pretty bored that morning. I figured the Jehovah’s might spice things up a bit. It couldn’t hurt, right?
So I opened the door and listened to their bible verse. I politely refused their little booklet because I told them that “I was secure in my Catholic faith.”
(This is not really totally true, but I felt bad taking their booklet because I knew I probably wouldn’t ever get around to reading it. It would lay around the house haunting me for days, weeks, and possibly even months until one day I just can’t take anymore and I get annoyed enough to throw it out. Of course, then I will just feel totally guilty for even considering to throw away God and I’ll keep it for a few more weeks. Finally, I’ll cave and it will make its way to the recycling bin, but I think you can see why I refused the booklet.)
Well, you should have seen the horrified look on their faces when I said the word ”Catholic”. I swear they looked at me like I was the satan’s spawn. They even read me another bible verse and gave me a pop quiz at the end.
There was only one question on the quiz. The question was: What is God’s name?
Um, God?
This was clearly the wrong answer because they felt the need to whip out Bible verse #3 to teach me God’s real name. (It is Jehovah-who knew?)
See, this is exactly why I opened the door. You learn something new everyday.
It was now my turn to give them a pop quiz. I asked them the burning question. The one on everyone’s minds. One of life’s greatest mysteries.
Why don’t Jehovah’s Witnesses celebrate birthdays?
I know I’m not the only person who wondered that. Well, they told me the reason was that birthdays are not in the bible and they try to follow the bible as law. They also brought up those pesky Pagans. Supposedly they are to blame as well. I think they get blamed for a lot of things, but that’s just me.
That was about it. We said our goodbyes and they went on their merry little way.
An hour or so later I was in the bathroom and I noticed something in the mirror that made me do a double take.
I realized that I still hadn’t put on my bra. So, I was braless when the Jehovah’s Witness were here. And it was chilly out. Double whammy!
I started freaking out a little, but then I just cracked up at the whole situation. I rationalized that the JW’s would be totally fine with it because how many times are bras mentioned in the bible anyway?
Regardless, I think I’ll try to double check to make sure that I’m wearing a bra before I open the door from now on.
Not Quite Hot Enough
You may have been over to McMommy and Happy Hour Sue’s new website and checked out all the “not quite hot enough” bloggers for the Hottest Blogger Calendar.
I’ll be honest, when I first heard about the calendar and even this parody site I wanted to run and hide in the corner. I’m not much for showing my face online. I’m pretty camera shy and I guess I fear that the “alpha moms” from my kids’ school (who, by the way, I don’t really like very much) will see me and know my dirty little blogging secret. While I wouldn’t mind if they laughed at me right to my face, we all know that isn’t how moms roll. Especially not “alpha moms”. All this is to say that I’m still pretty much a closet blogger.
Well, I had to put all shyness aside after McMommy made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Let’s just say it involved Ryan Gosling.
You’ll have to click here to find out what made me plaster my face online for all the potential snobby moms to see.
I’m closing comments (not because I think I’m Dooce, but I’d rather you go over to NQHE and comment).
Thanks to Jen at Cheaper Than Therapy for making my biggest fantasy a reality! You are a photoshopping GENIUS!! Speaking of which, go check out her pic too. It is really funny!
Oh and for the record, I already have my picture as my desktop wallpaper and I’m planning on printing off many copies of it and framing them for display all over my house.
Sign Me Up
I mentioned a few weeks ago that I had finally decided to call my doctor because I had gotten completely fed up with my pms symptoms.
Well, we ended up playing the longest game of phone tag in the history of phone tag. We kept missing each other for weeks. It actually became quite comical.
As call after missed call went on, I made up my mind that it was a sign that I wasn’t meant to take the anti-depressant and that I should continue trying to find a natural solution.
Then the pms hit again and I started to feel a little like this:

I was cursing myself for being one of those stupid people who believed in stupid signs. You know, kind of like how Sara (Kate Beckinsale) did in the movie Serendipity. She fell madly in love with Jonathon (John Cusack) but decides that she shouldn’t be with him because of a sign and that she should let destiny/fate bring them back together. Then years later she is kicking herself for being so ridiculous. Yeah, that is totally me. Accept, I’m not as cute as Kate Beckinsale. And I would have never, ever let John Cusack slip away. Ever.

Anyway, I was all ready to fight the pms demons alone when out of the blue, guess who called me? Dr. Lifesaver! A sign! (Yes, I’m a die hard when it comes to this stuff.)
We talked and we both agreed that starting on Prozac for the pms symptoms would be really helpful. He said I should have success on the lowest dose during only the 14 days prior to my period. I should see less side effects than I would taking it all month long.
The medicine is here. My husband was thrilled to go pick it up for me. He throws a fit whenever I ask him to stop at the store normally so I found this very peculiar.
I actually took my first pill last night. I have to admit that I still have some reservations about the whole thing. While I know that it is a chemical/hormonal imbalance and like any other sickness, it should be treated as such, I still worry about the side effects.
Will I feel weird? Will I feel numb? Will I gain more weight? Will I lose my sex drive? Will the all the negatives outweigh the relief I will get from taking it?
I guess only time will tell. In the meantime, here is a funny list I found for 13 other things PMS stands for. I especially love the last one.

Randomness
I can run, but I can’t hide. I was tagged by both Former City Girl and Momma Blogs A Lot for this meme. I guess there is no escaping it. Here are 7 random things about me (why anyone cares is a mystery, but whatever):
1. I eat cereal or oatmeal (or ice cream, but usually the first two) almost every night before going to bed. Ask my hips. They don’t lie.
2. I try really hard to match my underwear to my shirt. I used to be more obsessive about this when I was younger. Now, I’ve calmed down about it and just try to make sure that they don’t clash with the shirt.
3. I try to be ‘green’. I really do. But there is one thing that I do that wouldn’t earn any points with Leo or the polar bears. I fail miserably with remembering to switch my laundry from the washer to the dryer. I often have to wash my laundry twice because I forget about it the first time and it goes sour. Every time this happens I cringe thinking about those poor polar bears and their melting ice caps. This is why my next house will have a laundry room next to the kitchen instead of in the dungeon basement.
4. I’ve never broken a bone. I guess I’m either just really careful or really lucky. Or really boring.
5. This one I’m sure will get lots of gasps and ughs and “Are you kidding me?”, but I will freely admit it anyway. I like Grease 2 way better than the original Grease movie. Oh yes I do. How can you not sing along with Michelle Pfeiffer to “Cool Rider”? Plus, I thought that Maxwell Caulfield (the cool rider) was way cuter than John Travolta ever could be. So there!
6. I had my first kiss in 7th grade at Skateland and thought it was so gross. Then I kissed my second boy later that summer at an Air Supply Concert and it totally made me rethink my stance on kissing. So. Not. Gross. I believe that the kiss happened during this song. Does anyone else this cheesy video?
7. I hitchhiked once. It was during Senior Week (Grad week at the beach). It was 6am and the buses weren’t running yet so we decided to put out our thumbs to see if we could catch a ride. Dumb, I know. Luckily the guy who picked us up wasn’t a serial killer. What was so important that I felt the need to risk my life by getting into some potential psychopath’s car? Oh, just the fact that I had to go see the love of my life (He really was because this later turned out to be my husband) who was staying 20 blocks or so up the road. People will do really stupid things when they are a teenager in love. I plan to lock my kids in the dungeon when they hit puberty.
I’m not tagging anyone at this point but I would be thrilled if you tagged yourself and completed this meme and told me about it.
If you are feeling really lazy and don’t want to come up with seven random facts, just leave me a comment with one random thing about yourself. I love hearing how random you all are.














