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Late softball game (we lost. Boo), so I'm staying up a little later to allow the dogs an extra 30 minutes to mill around before Willis gets the cage for the rest of the night. Watching "Breakfast Club" (again) and typing away at no one on the web. Mondays are awesome!

Well, good news on the Focus. Sounds like it will live to see another day. Hooray? Hopefully the mechanic fixes the problem without hassling me about the warranty. I'm really sick of pumping money into that car. Perhaps I need to start entering all of those raffles you see in malls and whatnot, where the grand prize is a brand new car. Wouldn't that be nice? Haha. I think I'm going to talk my dad into looking at cars. Not that I'm ready to buy, it would just be nice to be a little more prepared for the Focus quitting the game of life for good. The last day has been riddled with "Oh no, what do I do now?" thoughts. Silver lining: driving Dad's Jeep around is kinda of fun. It's a bouncy rig. I kind of feel like I'm on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. Haha.

I think I finally have a successful Quinoa meal put together. The last couple of attempts have produced fairly bland tasting products. I decided to stick with my cucumber/tomato/red wine vinegar/olive oil combo, but I added garlic and I think that has made all the difference. I'll have Alex taste it in the morning and see what he thinks. I think this is the week I finally try the Jalapeno-Garlic Shrimp from April's Martha Stewart Living.

I forgot to tape "Lost" last night and that makes me really sad.

Bruce, one of our clients, went in for major surgery today. His daughter has hijacked his FB ("With permission of, course" as Bruce tells me) . She's keeping us updated. Sounds like everything has gone as planned and it looks like better case scenario right now. Go, Bruce, Go. I really hope his doctors were wrong with their grim prognosis.

Alright, well, sorry for the post about nothing. Until next time. . .

Lush Review

Lush is my most favorite specialty beauty products place. I took a trip to their new location last weekend and decided to branch out and try some of their soaps. For any one who knows of Lush, you might feel my approach to be a little backward, as Lush is most known for their bar soaps. I don't know. Can't really explain myself there. Any who, here's the skinny. . .

Here we have "Honey I Washed the Kids" soap. Of the soaps I purchased, this one is my favorite. It has a very sweet scent, but isn't overwhelming. The scent lingers for a short while. I can't tell if it's the change in humidity or what, but my skin doesn't feel dried out after using this soap. It has a piece of honeycomb attached to it. I suppose you could use it as an exfoliater, I happened to find it very satisfying as a means to itch a fresh bug bite on my arm.

This is "Rock Star". I'll admit that I bought this soap for nostalgic purposes alone. When I sniffed it in the store, my immediate thought was, "this is what I remember my 'My Little Pony" smelled like" and bought it for no other reason. It's not a bad soap. It has a little bit of a candy scent that I'm glad doesn't linger too long, and I'm neither here nor there on how it makes my skin feel. I'm tempted to divide the chunk I got into smaller pieces and keep them in my bathrooms.

Last but not least is "Porridge". The verdict is still out on this one. This soap has oat chunk in it and smells like molasses. I liked the idea of this soap: it's an oatmeal soap and exfoliater for us sensitive skin types. Unfortunately for this soap, it have an almost overwhelming aroma. The smell doesn't stick around on your skin much, but it's almost suffocating in the shower, which isn't pleasant. I'm not sure this is one I would purchase again, but I don't hate it enough to not use what I have.

I guess two out of three isn't bad. Lush is having their grand re-opening party on Saturday with lots of deals and goodies. I'll probably stop by because I'm almost out of conditioner and I like to lump my purchases together on "goodie bag" days. Why not stock up on your daily stuff when you can score some free stuff while you're at it, right?

I want Lindsay Lohan on every episode of Robot Chicken.

Robot Chicken has always been a little hit and miss for me. Sometimes I think it's hilarious, and other times I find the comedy a bit sub par. However, I seem to be catching it a lot in the evenings nowadays and have discovered a new interest in the show. Mostly because I have recently discovered the Lindsay Lohan sketches. Let me tell you, that the more I watch them, the funnier they get.

The first one I stumbled upon is the "Highlohander" sketch. Unfortunately, as I've gone back to find the video to post today, I cannot find it! Unsmileyface! If you hadn't already guessed it, it's a Highlander parody. Lindsay Lohan battles other young actresses (including Amanda Bynes and Hillary Duff) because "there can be only one!" We get to see Lohan training at a young age with Sean Connory and we get to laugh as lines such as "You smell like whiskey, and I wanna go shopping" in the raspy faux-Lohan voice provided by Breckin Meyer. If nothing else, hearing Lohan get hung up on the pronunciation of "posthumously" is pretty good.

The second sketch I've found recently is "Hannah Dakota", a lovely version of Hannah Montana meets Weekend at Bernies. Lohan makes an appearance, proclaims "Let's have an adventure!" and hilarity ensues. Here you go:

Thank you Robot Chicken for my new favorite term: Smile Sharks

Trivia Night

So, a funny thing happened at trivia night on Tuesday. . . .

For one of the questions, the trivia lady played a few seconds of music. We were told that this clip was from a theme song for a show that was aired in the early 1990's. The song was a fairly fast paced and upbeat tune. It was the kind of song that I think most of us would associate with a Japanese action cartoon of sorts. None of my teammates (Jess, Dallas and Nikki) knew what it was. So, for lack of a different answer, I looked at everyone and said "I'm putting down '21 Jump Street' does anyone care?"

When it came time to trade papers with the team next to us, we handed our answer to Mychal. Mychal took one look at "21 Jump Street" and gave us a really hard time about it.

Mychal: "21 Jump Street"? Really, you guys? That was a serious show. Pretty sure people died. I doubt anyone was dancing [enter Mychal performing his 80's era happy dance] to that song during the opening titles.

The folks at the table next to us quietly criticized us along with Mychal. I'll admit that he had a pretty convincing argument. To be fair, I only guessed "21 Jump Street" because it was the only show I could think of from that time period of which I didn't already know the theme song.

.....Too bad for Mychal, because "21 Jump Street" was TOTALLY the correct answer!

Hahaha

With a overall score of 30.5 points, we soundly beat Mychal's crew. Petting Ponies for the win!

Just another thought on facebook

I know I've had my rants about the facebook. I know my friends are sick of hearing about my general dislike of social media. But I feel like I might actually have a reasonable qualm here. This last weekend, the daughter of a fellow facebooker sent me the "please publicly acknowledge that you know me" request. Accepting the request prompted me to peruse, if you will, my new FB friend. What I found there were several discussions between she and her family about a current situation at home. Not that it wasn't uplifting and nice to read the numerous supportive statements being shared between mother, father and child; it was.

I just found myself asking the question "Is this a conversation better suited for closed doors?" and further, "Are you continuing this conversation at home?"

For the most part, I just feel like this very personal conversation is none of my business. I feel like I've stumbled upon something that I shouldn't have and my initial reaction is to close the window and look away. But then once I remind myself that these folks have posted all of this on a very public forum on purpose and it just makes me feel uneasy.

Why does this even happen? Is it out of laziness? Perhaps writing her on her facebook is easier than having to see her face when you talk about a very sensitive subject. But if that's the case, why not write a private message? I just don't get it.