Thursday, December 28, 2006

Ha ha, ho hum...boy I feel dumb

On Tuesday I decided to go shopping downtown. There is this store called Cillies where half the store is new merchandise and the other half is pre-owned clothes the store has purchased and sells at a discounted price. I like that half of the store for several reasons: the clothes are cute since the store won't buy back ugly clothes; the clothes are pre-worn don't have to worry if the shirt will shrink or fade because it has already been washed several times; and it's a one of a kind. So, I found a pretty shirt that buttoned down halfway, had those cute cupped sleeves, and was long enough for my torso. I tried it on and it looked great (if I may say so). Although I liked it on, the sleeves were too tight for me and I knew after wearing the shirt all day, it wouldn't be comfortable so I went to take it off and look around some more.

Remember how I said the sleeves were really tight...I literally could not get the shirt off. I stood in that dressing room for ten minutes trying to figure out how to slip it off. Finally, I laughed to myself and faced what I wanted so badly to avoid: embarrassing moment 101. I shimmied the shirt back on completely and walked out of the dressing room. Another shopper turned and commented at how cute the shirt was. I thanked her and said, "Yes, well, I can't get it off." She watched me walk up to the sales associate and listened as I said, "You might not believe me, but I can't get this shirt off. Can you please come in the dressing room and pull it off?"

Yes, yes, my new most embarrassing moment followed. She and I went into the dressing room. I proceeded to sit down on the bench and lift up my arms. She actually had to work a bit to get it off. For some reason I had kept a small tank top on while I tried on the shirt - very glad of that since I avoided further embarrassment. My only thought was: Did I shave my pits today? Lucky for her, the sales associate only had day old stubble staring at her. Boy...

Needless to say, I did not buy the shirt. So any brave souls out there willing to blog their embarrassing moments?

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Religious Confusion

A friend emailed me and told me to go to and take the religion test if I had a spare minute at work. I went to the website and this is what it says:

Ever wonder if you're practicing the right religion for your beliefs, or if there's a faith out there that's really right for you? It's possible you might be compatible with more than one religion; in fact, it's possible that you're more compatible with religions other than the one you believe in. Want to know which religion you're most compatible with based on your belief system? Take the test now!

So, I took the test. It’s actually pretty long; 11 pages of questions to help me determine what religion suits me best. Now, I am a devout Mormon so I consider myself Christian but wanted to see what suggested. After 15 minutes of multiple-choice questions, I finally finished. I hit the "submit" button only to find out...

NOTICE: This site has been blocked due to its content by AugustaIT at the request of RWA management.

Turns out my results were so eclectically controversial the server tagged them inappropriate for viewing. I feel so lost. I'm gonna stick to being Mormon.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Ancient Translation

Julia and I were looking at one of the many nativity sets we have at our house today. Julia pointed out that one of the three wise men had a wedding band on. Then we realized that all three had rings on. Julia said, “No wonder they are called the Three Wise Men. They were married!"

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Innocent Wisdom

My brother Christian is at the age (8) where he questions Santa Clause. Last night he told me he no longer believed in Santa. I raised my eyebrows and exclaimed, “You don’t? I do! He brings me gifts every year. How could he not be real?!” Christian told me it was the parents that give the gifts. I asked, “So one day I will be Santa?” Since he isn’t positive, he answered, “I think so and I have a way to find out.” Now I was curious so I let him explain. “When I am older and have a baby and it is Christmas time, I will put out a stocking for my baby. If there are no presents on Christmas morning, then I’ll know that I am supposed to be Santa.”

What tipped you off when you were younger?

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

My Blonde Moment

I participated in a sprint triathlon this past May which consisted of a ½ mile swim, 13 mile bike, and 3.1 mile run. It was one of the most exhilarating events I have ever been part of so I tend to get overly excited when anyone mentions a race they heard about. Since not all triathlons are the same distances, I always ask how many miles the swimming, biking, or running are. Well, my friend Scottiethehottie was in Hawaii this weekend for a concert. He called to tell me a few details of the show and mentioned traffic had been horrible. Not only was U2 in town, but there also was a marathon scheduled for Saturday. I lit up and enthusiastically asked, “How many miles?!” He paused before he answered, “26.2 miles. That’s what a marathon is.”

Oh yeah...duh.

Saturday, December 9, 2006

Silver Bells Updated

Tis the season to listen to Christmas music non-stop. None of the songs apply to my life though. For instance, who really roasts chestnuts on an open fire or goes dashing through the snow? In keeping up with the times, I have decided to rewrite some classics that can actually apply to my life. It seemed appropriate to start with my all time favorite Christmas carol: Silver Bells. Feel free to break out in song and spread the updated love!

City sidewalks? Who has sidewalks?
Dressed in holiday style?
All I see are those blowups of Santa,
Moving reindeer, blinking windows,
Wreaths that sing when you pass,
And at every store entrance you hear...

Salvation bells, Salvation bells
It's Christmas time here at Kroger
Ring-a-line, hear them ring
Soon they will have enough change.

Monday, December 4, 2006

Um Thanks...I Guess

Compliments -given with sincerity- I have overheard lately:

You look great…and you haven’t even lost any weight!
Honey, you have always mumbled. You just notice it now.
Your face is really clearing up!
I like your tie - it’s not fancy or anything.