I have found my new favorite summer drink. Actually Jeff and I found it last month and have not been able to order more yet. I know we are both jonesing for it and luckily, we will have some next week!
I speak to you of the Tastefully Simple Mango Breeze Margarita Mix. It is the bees knees. I am not a mix and freeze drink fan but something about this mix told me it was different.
I added the necessary amount of water and tequila, mixed and froze overnight.
Okay, to be honest with you I wanted to try and add MORE tequila than it called for, but I ran out of tequila. So I ended up following the recipe exactly.
It was perfect! After 2 slushy glasses I was pleasantly surprised at their potency.
I officially dubbed it My favorite summer drink.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
things in life that drive me bonkers
1. Nose whistles. Its an odd conversation to tell someone that they have a nose whistle. And how awkward is it when it is YOU that has the annoying nose whistle and you cannot get rid of it.
Don't these people realize that their nose is whistling with every single breath they take? No. Of course not. It wouldn't be annoying that way.
2. That we have not yet invented self cleaning dishes and utensils. This would be most helpful.
3. Hearing the same song on different genres of radio stations. If I hear a great song on our local New Rock Alternative/90's Alternative station I sure as hell don't want to be hearing that song on our top 40/pop station. I am not one for a song to transcend the station lines and be acceptable for all to listen to.
4. That other restaurants have not discovered the need for food delivery. Pizza is delivered. Chinese is delivered. But why did the powers that be decide to stop there? Is it really that much harder to deliver burgers? Sushi? Thai? We need to force a delivery revolution. Yes, this will further the obesity epidemic in America, but isn't it slightly worth it for a Spicy Tiger Roll to be delivered at your beck and call?
When I was at Bowling Green State University there was a fabulous delivery service that was fairly novel. They delivered beer. To college kids. Can we all say money maker? This marvel is known as Mr. Spots. They have hoagies, philly's and the best damn waffle fries you'll find in NW Ohio. The delivery goes into the wee hours of the morning. So if you have a hankering for food other than Taco Bell at 3am you DO have another option in Bowling Green.
5. When I paint my fingernails - my left hand always comes out looking great. My right hand looks like I let the cats try and paint it for me. I am not left handed so unfortunately the hand that I use for everything always ends up looking unkept. I promise you that I try my best to not look slovenly in my nail polishing but you have to accept that this is the best I can muster with a hand that feels like it was just attached yesterday when I try and actually use it for such technical purposes. The left hand is much happier when I use it for functions such as back scratching, helping getting dressed and hell, even typing makes it happy. Trying to feed myself with my left hand is right up there with nail polishing. You'd think my mouth moved into my cheek.
6. The over-achieving co-worker. I have a co-worker that is a constant over achiever. This is not necessarily a bad thing by any means but when it makes me look bad I start to care. This person ALWAYS volunteers to take on projects, plan meetings, order food and brown nose the boss on any occasion applicable. Its sickening.
Don't these people realize that their nose is whistling with every single breath they take? No. Of course not. It wouldn't be annoying that way.
2. That we have not yet invented self cleaning dishes and utensils. This would be most helpful.
3. Hearing the same song on different genres of radio stations. If I hear a great song on our local New Rock Alternative/90's Alternative station I sure as hell don't want to be hearing that song on our top 40/pop station. I am not one for a song to transcend the station lines and be acceptable for all to listen to.
4. That other restaurants have not discovered the need for food delivery. Pizza is delivered. Chinese is delivered. But why did the powers that be decide to stop there? Is it really that much harder to deliver burgers? Sushi? Thai? We need to force a delivery revolution. Yes, this will further the obesity epidemic in America, but isn't it slightly worth it for a Spicy Tiger Roll to be delivered at your beck and call?
When I was at Bowling Green State University there was a fabulous delivery service that was fairly novel. They delivered beer. To college kids. Can we all say money maker? This marvel is known as Mr. Spots. They have hoagies, philly's and the best damn waffle fries you'll find in NW Ohio. The delivery goes into the wee hours of the morning. So if you have a hankering for food other than Taco Bell at 3am you DO have another option in Bowling Green.
5. When I paint my fingernails - my left hand always comes out looking great. My right hand looks like I let the cats try and paint it for me. I am not left handed so unfortunately the hand that I use for everything always ends up looking unkept. I promise you that I try my best to not look slovenly in my nail polishing but you have to accept that this is the best I can muster with a hand that feels like it was just attached yesterday when I try and actually use it for such technical purposes. The left hand is much happier when I use it for functions such as back scratching, helping getting dressed and hell, even typing makes it happy. Trying to feed myself with my left hand is right up there with nail polishing. You'd think my mouth moved into my cheek.
6. The over-achieving co-worker. I have a co-worker that is a constant over achiever. This is not necessarily a bad thing by any means but when it makes me look bad I start to care. This person ALWAYS volunteers to take on projects, plan meetings, order food and brown nose the boss on any occasion applicable. Its sickening.
Friday, June 13, 2008
my wish for you is happiness
One of my bestest is going through one of the hardest things ever right now. I am not going to go on and on about it but I just want her to know that I am supporting her decision 100%!
So to one of my bestest....this is acollection of random fun summer things. Nope, its not as cool as a Hallmark Card. It'll have to do. But it is just for you. Hope it cheers you up!
So to one of my bestest....this is acollection of random fun summer things. Nope, its not as cool as a Hallmark Card. It'll have to do. But it is just for you. Hope it cheers you up!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
circa 1995
A few weeks ago I realized that try as I might I wasnt going to be able to cram all of my clothes into my ridiculously small closet. So I decided to retire some of my shirts to a drawer and weed through the rest of the clothes and see what I can give away.My goal was to get out everything that I hadnt worn in a year and to try it on and see if it 1. Still fit, 2. looked hip enough that I could be mistaken for a 19 year old who was still up on what was cool and 3. didnt look like I had been hanging onto it since I was in high school.
Has it really been that long since the 90's were in full swing and NKOTB were singing "Please Don't Go Girl", the slap bracelet, obscenely large scrunchies and triple colored socks were the height of fashion?
In that case I am in serious need of a wardrobe update...
I did find quite a few shirts from high school that I had been very reluctant to get rid of. Okay, and a pair of pants and two pairs of shorts. This isnt that far fetched because I am actually the same weight as I was in high school... I am not the toned soccer goddess I once was but either way I still fit into most of them.
Things that are not as cool today as they were in high school:
1. t shirts with my picture on them
2. pants and shorts that come up to my natural waist
3. shorts that are so short they show part of my ass
4. jean shorts with holes in the ass that show part of my ass (klassy)
5. belly shirts
So the next time the donation truck makes its way through my neighborhood some poor unsuspecting consumer will have their choice of the high school soccer team t shirt, a large purple scrunchie and a high waist pair of MUDD jeans with a hole in the knee.
I did hang onto the slap bracelet though. You never know when trends will come around again and I want to be ready for this one.
Has it really been that long since the 90's were in full swing and NKOTB were singing "Please Don't Go Girl", the slap bracelet, obscenely large scrunchies and triple colored socks were the height of fashion?
In that case I am in serious need of a wardrobe update...
I did find quite a few shirts from high school that I had been very reluctant to get rid of. Okay, and a pair of pants and two pairs of shorts. This isnt that far fetched because I am actually the same weight as I was in high school... I am not the toned soccer goddess I once was but either way I still fit into most of them.
Things that are not as cool today as they were in high school:
1. t shirts with my picture on them
2. pants and shorts that come up to my natural waist
3. shorts that are so short they show part of my ass
4. jean shorts with holes in the ass that show part of my ass (klassy)
5. belly shirts
So the next time the donation truck makes its way through my neighborhood some poor unsuspecting consumer will have their choice of the high school soccer team t shirt, a large purple scrunchie and a high waist pair of MUDD jeans with a hole in the knee.
I did hang onto the slap bracelet though. You never know when trends will come around again and I want to be ready for this one.
Monday, June 2, 2008
135 dog years old
I just realized that my birthday is about 3 months from now. Yeah, 3 months is eons away. But I had a 1.4 minute fixation on it. I think it was the birthday gift planning for dear Jeff who has a birthday coming up on July 1.
Now, I know that 27 is considered young by many, but this 26 year old is having a hard time stepping out of the mid-20's area where ages 24, 25 and 26 are housed. 27. I consider 27 to be late-20's. I think we all do.
I just dont want it. Not at all.
I dont want the 30th birthday, the wrinkles, (more) stretch marks and loss of valuable muscle mass needed to hold down the couch during the weekends.
I know its stupid to even think about. 27 is a perfectly acceptable age. And it is young.
It is often times hard to not compare myself to other 27 year olds around our fair nation. Not just the mega-millionaire celebrities. But even to my friends. They have beautiful houses, happy marriages and have fantastic drunken midgets running around they call kids.
It may sound boring to some and even stupid to the others. But one of my goals in life include having a boringly happy The Dick Van Dyke Show kind of existence. I'm not saying that I agree to smile as much as Laura Petrie. But you get the picture.
I do know that a good friend of mine, Brittany, recently turned 27 and she didnt spontaneously combust or anything. She actually had a great 3 day celebration. So I am fairly certain that Ill come out alive in the end. If you hear of anything to the contrary over the next three months...fill me in would ya?
Now, I know that 27 is considered young by many, but this 26 year old is having a hard time stepping out of the mid-20's area where ages 24, 25 and 26 are housed. 27. I consider 27 to be late-20's. I think we all do.
I just dont want it. Not at all.
I dont want the 30th birthday, the wrinkles, (more) stretch marks and loss of valuable muscle mass needed to hold down the couch during the weekends.
I know its stupid to even think about. 27 is a perfectly acceptable age. And it is young.
It is often times hard to not compare myself to other 27 year olds around our fair nation. Not just the mega-millionaire celebrities. But even to my friends. They have beautiful houses, happy marriages and have fantastic drunken midgets running around they call kids.
It may sound boring to some and even stupid to the others. But one of my goals in life include having a boringly happy The Dick Van Dyke Show kind of existence. I'm not saying that I agree to smile as much as Laura Petrie. But you get the picture.
I do know that a good friend of mine, Brittany, recently turned 27 and she didnt spontaneously combust or anything. She actually had a great 3 day celebration. So I am fairly certain that Ill come out alive in the end. If you hear of anything to the contrary over the next three months...fill me in would ya?
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