Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Who needs morning radio?

As some of you may or may not know, I love to sing... and NO I am not good at it. I am LOUD however, so that pretty much makes up for any tones and such that are a bit off.

With the help of LL's musical styling, here is a list of songs we partook in all before 8am:

1. Chicken Noodle Soup by DJ Webstar – we may or may not have done a jig.
2. I Love Wrinkled Skirts by N.E.R.D (minus the “RD”) - okay fine I made it up, I hate to iron.
3. Boom Boom Pow by Black Eyed Peas – thanks to LL’s morning FaceBook check for this one.
4. My Bologna Has A First Name by Oscar Meyer – we continued with the food themed songs.
5. Mama Mia by Abba – I dare you to figure out the train of thought I was on this morning.
6. ?? by Jay-Z – I’m not posting the song name because I don’t use this jargon, but Jay-Z does.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

It’s Easy Being Green!

Happy Earth Day 2009!

In honor of our Mother Earth, today’s list features some of my favorite sites on living green and being sustainable, check them out!

1. Green Is Sexy! – brought to you by an amazing coworker of mine out of Los Angeles.
2. Ideal Bite – daily email subscriptions available with fun / hip tips.
3. Green Guide – sponsored by National Geographic.
4. Downtown Phoenix Public Market – if you haven’t been you’re missing out!

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Howe sweet, indeed.

Dear Pt.Aye,
Holy shit, where does time go!? Wasn’t it just a month ago that JT was jam packed with roses, we were tangled in tulle, I was carrying around the MOH kit, and LL was laying the smack down on no-wine at tables?


On that celebratory note, I’d also like to wish you a very happy mid-April Celebration! I’m thinking about baking you a biscuit . . . in fact, I’ll roll that bitch in cinnamon.

Love you bunches,

PS - sorry this letter is a few days late, but I didn't want to confuse anyone by being on time.

Monday, April 6, 2009

High Five #9

Dear LikesToDoRandomJigsWhileCooking,
HIGH FIVE, it’s 9 months today! No, not just 9 months since this one has been able to drink legally, although I think the alcohol industry as a whole is high fiving each other too. . . BUT, more importantly it’s been 9 months since we’ve had the talk and made it officially official. I’m a lucky gal to have you as my BF, and it only took us 2 years to figure out it was a good idea.

Here are the top reasons I love you at the 9 month mark:
1. You enjoy the songs I make up (or at least do a really good job pretending to)
2. You recognize my love of ribbon and rarely try to question or understand it
3. You say thank you after each and every time I pay for anything
4. You hold your own with the men in my family, quite a feat.

Thanks for making me such a happy camper!


Not you again!

Dear Mondays,
As a wise women once said, you’re a dingleberry wiener! You always come along to put an end to weekends and make everyone go back to their jobs. For this I say UP YOUR ASS WITH A TANK OF GAS, MONDAY!

Everyone is crabby when you come along, you get sick pleasure in stopping any iota of fun and relaxation. That is not cool, not cool at all. Why don’t you spend some time with Saturday and take a page out of its book? Saturday says it’s okay to have 2 tequila shots before 5pm. But you? OH NOO, no tequila on Mondays. Not unless you want to get frowned upon or worst yet labeled the office drunk!

I get that you have a job to do, but you don’t have to be such a douche. Why don’t you start the week out by adding an extra hour of sleep time to the agenda for everyone? I’m sure you’re pals with Father Time, pull some effing strings already!

You suck so hard. I’m certain you’ll file this letter under “tell me something I don’t know” where you put all the other items that curse your name. . . and you know what that’s just fine. But know this: if you ever take tangible human form after I’m done crapping from fear, I’ve got a knuckle sandwich with your name all over it!