Thursday, May 29, 2008

Don't Do This

If you are a lady on oxygen and can't get around very well, don't get in the car and drive around with your arm hanging out the window. Especially if at the end of your arm there is a leash, at the end of which there is a dog.
It could get killed.
Please. God.

(Cham, next time... pictures.)

Friday, May 23, 2008

Maybe would have been a good place for an ampersand. And... Where would this blog be without camera phones?

So last weekend Jenna and I had many a mission to accomplish. One of which was purchasing a white slip (to go, by the way, under the most darling new dress I just got) for moi. You would think this would be a simple task. Yet... no. The perfect white slip, it turns out, isn't such a simple thing to find. Anyway. Our journey brought us to Fashion Place Mall and the Dillard's therein. How many times have y'all been to Dillard's? Well... probably a million. But did you ever notice this?

Probably an ampersand between CHILDRENS and LINGERIE would have been good. I mean, I'm fine with customer service; it's just something about taking the escalator to the basement under a sign that reads CHILDRENS LINGERIE that gives me the creeps... Call me crazy.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

six quirks

I stole this from an awesome blog that I always link to off of Amanda's blog.
You do it too!

Here are six of my quirks...

With pretty much only the exception of working out, I at all times have to be wearing (along with clothing, yes, ha) AT LEAST earrings, one ring, mascara and lippy. If not, I feel nude and anxious.

Windows down or open. I like the fresh air no matter what time of year it is. And whether or not I'm in a car or indoors, at some point, the window is going to get opened.

I haaaaaaaaaate going barefoot in the house. On the beach, in the yard, whatever. But in the house, no. I will wear flip flops or slippers or socks.

I talk with my hands. Always have. Always will. I know this is so very un-American of me, but I can not, nor do I have any desire to stop.

I have all kinds of weird anxiety issues. But one in particular is that I literally can't stand repetitive noises. Things like car alarms, medical equipment noises, alarm clocks, even sometimes turn signals, basically any kind of beep beep type thing. They totally make my heart beat faster and make me want to SCREAM.

Unlike many people, I totally love sitting on the same side in a booth (with a dude, obviously).

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Bernese... Road Dog?

Apparently, I should be doing impromptu dinners every night. Because there's always some kind of little treat in store upon my departure. Last night Jenna and I went for some din at the new Dodo in Sugarhouse. After, we got in the car and started driving down that side street there, when what did we come upon but...

This Bernese Mountain Dog lying oh-so-nonchalantly in the middle of the road. It just sat there and looked at us for quite some time. The dog would not move y'all.
That is, until Jenna yelled "MOVE BITCH!!!". Then it moved.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

safety first

So last night Chamonix and I had an impromptu dinner at Mazza. Which was, as always, delicious. So delicious in fact, that when we were finished we were SO FULL we felt like we were both about to give birth to Middle Eastern food babies. We decided that to take the edge off of this full feeling we'd take a little stroll. Much to our delight, we came upon this:

I think you know what I mean.

Monday, May 12, 2008


Oh people. It has been too long! And way to many stories and tidbits have happened over the past 11 days. I don't even know what to do other than just tell you a few things:
-If you want to know what smells so good, it's our collaborative physique.
-If you have any questions at all about my behavior, choices, actions, etc... during this time in my life - It's my art. If you don't understand art, well, sorry.
-This past month has been one of the best of my life probably.
-I highly recommend, if you are around my age, having a quarterlife crisis. It's fantastic.
-Stop. Hammertime.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

instant messaging profundity

Chamonix says:
nursing shit sucks.
Kathryn says:
i know, all kinds of shit sucks. buying radio sucks.
let's cash in our chips and move to somewhere with palm trees.
Chamonix says:
all kinds of shit sucks... truer words were never said.