Saturday, January 30, 2010

Don't click on something if you can't read it.

Remember this post?

Check out the comments.

Anyone know a Chinese speaking RM? I need him to translate some stuff for me. ha.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Actual Google Chat With My Brother David

So on Dave's google status, he posted, "I just met Snoop Dog." I thought he was just trying to be funny so I asked him about it. Here is our e-conversation. (you know that PC stands for Park City right?)

10:50 AM me: you just met snoop dog?
10:51 AM dbscruggs: are you still there?
me: yeah
10:52 AM dbscruggs: I met him yesterday. he came into the office next to mine. he has a headphone named after him by skullcandy and was playing in a concert last night in PC so he came by
with a bunch of big black dudes
haha
me: no way!!!
10:53 AM dbscruggs: I saw a fancy bus pull up in front of out building and thought it might be him...then I saw him come out of the bus and I just waited by the elevator
and said Snoop!
and he said whudup
and walked right by into the skullcandy office
and I went back to work
10:54 AM me: the skullcandy hq is in PC?
dbscruggs: yep
me: wow
dbscruggs: right next door to Summit. their whole office is set up like a skate part
park*
10:55 AM me: grow up skull candy
dbscruggs: ha
me: was snoop as skinny as he looks in real life?
dbscruggs: yeah. but taller, he's probably 6.5 feet tall
10:56 AM but the rest of his crew are all big boys.
and one little asian
me: 6.5 no way
dbscruggs: yeah, he's tall
me: did you know he was going to come in?
10:57 AM dbscruggs: I knew he was playing at harryo's
but not that he'd come to the office
10:58 AM me: and you just happened to be outside your office?
that is so cool
dbscruggs: well I saw him throug the window and then just kinda stalked him in the hallway
11:03 AM me: still cool
11:05 AM dbscruggs: I sent you a pic



Then I told Dave that he was awesome and I asked if I could put this on my blog. And he said yeah but I had to say something cool about him.

Dave is nothing but cool. He has a smokin' hot wife and if you ask him. He will proudly confirm the fact that he has been mistaken for a famous cage fighter.

Twice.


Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Confession

I donated 3 big black garbage bags and 2 kitchen garbage bags of stuff to Unique today. Unique is a huge local thrift store with a cultish Mormon and Latino following.

Four of the bags had good stuff in them.

One of the bags (to my credit it was just a one of the kitchen bags, not a big one) had the contents of the bottom my daughters' massive barbie basket. There was nothing good in there and I knew it. Random doll clothes, mismatched shoes, used lip glosses, old homework assignments, socks with no mates, leggo pieces. Seriously, nothing good. So I sort of put it underneath all of the bags of good stuff when I made my drop off. I wanted to drive away as soon as possible before I could see them pick up that bag which was about to to break apart. But I had to wait to get a receipt. Because you know what happens when you donate stuff and then claim it under charitable contributions on your taxes but don't have a receipt? You get audited. And then your husband asks you for a bunch of papers and so you have to pretend like you're all organized and stuff.

So I stood there waiting for my receipt when this huge guy came up started picking up the bags and loading them into a bin. When he picked up the last bag, you guessed it. The top half of a broken plastic sword poked a hole in it and all of the contents fell out. Hundreds of contents.

I was humiliated.

So I had to pretend like it was really a bag of trash and I just put it in the back of my car by accident. The guy gave me one of those looks that Larry David gets all the time. Don't worry though because he stood there above me with his arms folded across his chest and watched me pick up each little barbie shoe and Polly Pocket halter top until it was all cleaned up.

Then he gave me my receipt.

Monday, January 25, 2010

And yet again, totally unforgettable.

Remember this couple?

They came to my spinning class this morning. I had to reintroduce myself to them again.

So I had to open up a can.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Cougar Clothing at Costco

That's Alliteration! (Yup, you guessed it. AP English.)


Actually make that Criss Angel slash cougar clothing.


But what I really loved was the model picture. I wish I could have gotten a better shot of this, but it's sorta weird to take a picture of a picture and the Pakistani Costco worker behind me passing out samples of the Costco cheesecake was starting to judge.
Full on botoxed out. So awesome. Go Cougs!



Thursday, January 14, 2010

Team Coco

I loved watching Conan O'Brian say 'Up yours NBC' in a hundred different ways for an hour during last night's show.


My favorite quote of the night.

"Hosting The Tonight Show has been the fulfillment of a lifelong dream for me - and I just want to say to the kids out there watching: You can do anything you want in life.

Unless Jay Leno wants to do it, too."



Wednesday, January 13, 2010

SOS-- Peter's Out of Town

Pete's in Mississippi this week and that means I don't feel like cooking. After a couple of nights of chicken nuggets I wanted to do something different. So I started thinking back to when I was a kid. I wondered if there were ever nights when my mom didn't feel like cooking. My dad was gone a lot too.
Well, we had fish sticks and tater tots.
Mac and Cheese.
hmmm, what else.
Oh yeah tuna on toast.
Sooo cheap and easy.
I asked my mom for the recipe because I wanted to try it out.
If you see this recipe on every cooking blog tomorrow, just remember that you saw it here first.


melt 4 T of butter
add 4 T of flour
mix in 2 cups of milk
add a can of tuna
pour over a slice of toast

The kids loved it and it must have cost like less than $2 to make, which is good because I just found out I will spend $4000 at the dentist tomorrow.

Yup, I am the mom with 5 kids who makes tuna on toast and needs serious dental work.

I remember once when I was little, we were eating tuna on toast and my dad unexpectedly walked through the door at dinner time. My mom sheepishly served him a plate. He looked at and said, "What is this?"

"Tuna on Toast!" we all shouted.

I don't remember what he said, but after that we all called it SOS.

Sunday, January 10, 2010

When I was in college, I had a roommate, also named Angela. We looked a tiny bit alike, both had brown hair and a similar build. But she was much sweeter than I, and much more pleasant to be around.

Whenever someone would call the apartment and ask for Angela, we would say, "Which one?" And if the caller didn't know our last name, which was most of the time, the response would be, "Uh, the one with brown hair." Of course we would reply, "We both have brown hair." This was usually followed by a delightful awkward silence. And when the other Angela was in the room, I always thought it was funny to follow up with, "Do you want to talk to the hot one, or the ugly one?"

Now be honest, that's hilarious right?

Anyway, Angela stayed in Utah and I left. So whenever I see her, I look at her life and think to myself, "This is what Angela's (talking about myself) life would have been like in Utah. Comparing myself to her just because we have the same name is silly I know, but I can't help it.

I'm an emotional cutter, I know.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

So I decided,

that I am going to start using my blog for things that most people use facebook for, and use facebook for things that people use blogs for but maybe shouldn't. I think that this will mean more blogging. Not that any of this matters, I'm just thinking out loud-- which is what some do on blogs, but shouldn't.

So I went to pour milk in my cereal this morning.

The bad news is that a syringe fell out of the milk jug.

The good news is that is wasn't one of those needle syringes, it was just one of those medicine dispensing ones.

Yup, that's the good news. This is pretty much how my life is going right now. Man, I wish I were an optimist.