Monday, September 26, 2011

The Avengers :)

My inner nerd has really come out lately, I have been super excited about The Avengers (who isn't?). So basically I take advantage of every small chance I can find to get {Bill Nye and Mr. Positive} to watch the cartoon. Which is very rare because the weather is GORGEOUS and I don't want to be the psycho that makes the kids watch T.V. even if The Avengers really do complete my life. Anyway, during one of the rainy afternoons Mr. Positive wanted to watch television, and I don't know if you guys are aware but kids shows kinda really suck lately. They are either gross or make no sense so I just HAD to trick Mr. Positive into watching Avengers (to keep my sanity). When you turn the television on for these boys a fire breathing elephant could walk through the room and I'm pretty sure they wouldn't notice. I love them though because they are always challenging my reasoning for things. Here's a glimpse:

Bill Nye: Why does Thor always die first!? He always is the first to get killed!

Me: Maybe it's cause he is the worst one, and he kinda sucks. 

Bill Nye: No he isn't! He has all the coolest stuff! He is the best out of all of them! 

Me: If is he is the best then why does he die first all the time? :) I mean... you said he dies first, that kinda means he's bad don't you think?

Bill Nye: No

Me: Yes!

Bill Nye: NO!

Me: YES!

Bill Nye: NUH-UH!


and that continued for about 1000 more Nuh-uh's and Yuh-huh's. I'm probably the most mature nanny you know. :)

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Taste of St. Louis

Eric wanted to go to the Taste Of St. Louis yesterday, which I thought was an alright idea. Since I decided my knee won't slow me down anymore I wanted to go. Bad idea. Not only did my knee slow me down the 30,000+ people that kept knocking into me and stepping on my shoe almost killed me! Anyone who knows me is well aware that I don't like when people break my stride, basically DON'T stop right in front of me. So we made it about 20 minutes before I had a mild panic attack and freaked out. Link

Plus I had to drive there, and I HATE DRIVING IN THE CITY MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE ENTIRE WORLD. Mostly because when you have a giant amount of people, The IQ level drops like 1000 points. SO I had another panic attack because Eric likes to pretend he's calm when I'm driving but I know he isn't, so it makes me very paranoid. Link

Basically my message to the general public is.. Don't let the promise of 40 different booths of food drag you into the depths of the city. It isn't worth it. All you end up with is a wasted half tank of gas, several mild panic attacks, and a VERY HUNGRY stomach. 

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Ummm... How about shut your mouth?

In honor of me being in the worlds WORST mood, I'm gonna rant about something that drives me SOOOOO crazy I almost can't stand it. -The dreaded question. The bomb that is dropped when you least expect it. 

"What are you gonna do for the rest of your life?"

Thats easy!I want to be a professional student! I just LOVE going to school all the time! I love spending my whole life limping around campus in the rain and being annoyed by girls who haven't quite mastered the concept of texting while walking. I love it so much that I have decided to stay and do that forever... that's why I'm still in school! Yep! Its so fun! 
-So basically I get asked this about 19343879837248 times a day. Yeah, that's pretty annoying. I assume people are trying to "be nice and show an interest in my life" but I would rather you not. 

For shit's and giggles I will now write my plan of attack for the next time someone asks me this question.

Me: Geez! This is such a fine and dandy day! Look at the sunshine! Oh, did you watch Ellen yesterday? SO FUNNY! she had this game that made people fall through a hole into a deep abyss if they got a question wrong... I wonder if they ever come out. now that I think about it, I don't think I saw them come out. Hmmmm I wonder where they fall to.

Tool: Yeah funny. Hey, what are your plans for your entire future?

Me: Oh, I was thinking of becoming an exotic dancer. Well that or marry someone rich, anything that would make my mom proud. 

Tool: So no college? No plans on attending a university and majoring in political science and following Obama as he tours the country? No medical doctorate? You don't want to help people dying of cancer?

Me: Ehhhhh not really. I don't want to have "plans" they aren't really my cup of tea. Plus Obama is like the worst. president. ever. so following him would be really pointless.

Tool: AHHHH How DARE you talk about Obama in such a way?! I was just trying to ask about your future! 

Me: Well next time you want to talk about my future -HOW ABOUT YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH!?!

End Rant.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Inspiration comes when you least expect it

Lately blogging has been a little bit of a chore (as much as I love you all). Its just hard to fit it in when I have such a heavy load with school and work. I'm a bit OCD so I kinda want to be at 110% for everything I do. I have been writing less posts, but I try and make them better quality so you guys enjoy yourselves why you're here! I've been working on some new things for OUR blog in the future, I even landed a interview with my favorite author Heather Wardell which will be coming sometime soon :) But even then I have been kinda worn out and thinking "I remember how fun it used to be". Then something unexpected happened, I stayed late in one of my classes to speak with one of my favorite teachers. When I finished talking to her a girl from my class walked with me out to my car, she told me my blog helped push her to start her own blog! And she's really good! 
[]: I'm sure she would be happy If you checked it out. 

Just reading through hers inspired me to write one tonight! So here I am :) typing a blog about I-Don't-Even-Know-What-Yet. Cause guess what guys? I didn't plan this post. I usually give it some thought, but no. Not today. We are doing something new! So basically I am gonna tell you about my night... 
Yes, This disgusting face was involved in my night. Be jealous. 
My boyfriend made me watch a zombie apocalypse movie (why yes, I did have to Google how to spell apocalypse). It turned out pretty good though, at least now I have a #1 on my list of shittiest movies ever. Anyway, I ended up saying "if I don't learn how to drive a stick we would totally die if we did have a zombie apocalypse!" WORST. MISTAKE. EVER(in my whole life). At ten o'clock last night I was driven to the back of Hobby Lobby's parking lot and pretty much forced to try. Eric says it went well... which technically I only killed it like 8 times. SO maybe he was right. Then I got to thinking, if this was a actual life or death situation I could probably do it. Cause people do crazy shit all the time when put in a life or death situation! So basically I gave up, and will not try again until I am being chased by a red eyed-bloody mouthed-flesh eating zombie. But if that does happen, I do have 3 extra spots in my getaway car. I'm accepting applications :)

Thursday, September 15, 2011

This is why I should never be alone with my thoughts

Today my IPhone decided to be the piece of crap that it is, and deleted all my music for no good reason. So while I was driving home from work I had to pull out one of the cd's my best friend Sheila made me. One cd she made was labeled "old school mix"and it is exactly what it advertised itself to be, very old school. I really enjoy one particular song:

So this got me thinking, one Christmas all I ever-did-want was a Ginger Spice barbie! OH, she was just my favorite! She wasn't all skanky like Baby Spice whom everyone seemed to love, but she was edgy enough for my liking when I was in third grade. Yes, I was a very edgy third grader... ask my mom. Anyway I DID get the Ginger Spice Barbie and I just remember how it changed my life! I think I grew into a better person because of it. For real, I could be a bank robber or something but thankfully my mom got me my barbie so I am not out damaging society. 

Here it is... the reason I'm such a cool cat today. 

Then as I continued to drive I couldn't help but wonder... What happened to Ginger Spice? The one who changed my life 10 years ago? So I did what any normal human would do, I Goggled her name. Seems she has been up to some very big things... like she was on ONE episode of Dancing with the Stars. If that wasn't enough she was also on ONE American Idol Episode.I don't understand how I missed all these big roles she has had lately. Maybe it's because of my busy work/school schedule. But I will make a vow to you Ginger Spice.... I will personally make a better effort to watch your guest appearances on shows about washed up stars. Only because your edgy attitude and badass Barbie changed my life. 

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Top 5 Reasons I choose to have my dog instead of children

  • My dog likes to sleep as much as I do! Sometimes (on a good weekend) I like to sleep 12-13 hours, and I still have to drag her out of bed. 
  • You can leave them at home alone when you go out, without worrying about knives or the oven.
  • They don't talk back (normally)
  • They take multiple VERY long naps during the day, without even being asked.
  • They always love to snuggle and will NEVER grow out of it into some horrible teenager that will resent everything you have ever done for them. 

Parents,while your fighting the battles of puberty I will be at home feeding my dog treats and watching her happily fetch the same toy she has loved for years (without complaints). While your daughter is going out on dates with a man who looks to be in his late 30's riding a Harley, I will be watching my dog take her third nap of the day right under my feet. When your son is out with his rowdy friends trying to light things on fire, I will be sleeping in bed with a dog who doesn't need to be told 50000 times to "JUST GO TO SLEEP". Maybe in a few years I will grow the patience to have my own child. Until then I am just gonna enjoy my job, then come  home to my quiet house with my cuddly dog. :) 

*This in NO WAY speaks badly of children, I LOVE kids! In my own way I think Zoey is my child! Its just a funny tidbit I came up with off the top of my head so for all of you who could potentially spin this the wrong way... don't. 

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

That One Jerk Part 2

I swear my life gets crazier everyday, basically I think my teacher wants me to kill myself. We all know ([That one Jerk]) that I told you about a few weeks ago (if not read that link). Well he got way WORSE! I have told all my facebook friends about it, but if you aren't my facebook friend then I will give you a few updates:
  • September 6th-A guy in my class actually called himself a celebrity for his knowledge of vinyl records... This is gonna be a long day
  • September 8th-Mr. Celebrity answered his phone during class. I guess when your famous you can do things like that.
Anyway this would be my status from today:
  • I'm sure my teacher hates me, she paired me with Mr. Celebrity for our midterm project.
So basically she either thinks I am the only one in the whole wide world that won't tell him how OBNOXIOUS he is or she wants me to die. I haven't decided yet. I will contemplate both these choices as he repeatedly tells me how lucky I AM that he was put in my group. Yep, lucky me :) 

Friday, September 9, 2011

This may or may-not prove that I am adopted

Im so excited! Eric and I are going out of town within the next hour! Well not like "vacation" out of town but the Don't Call-Don't text-No internet service kinda out of town, which is great for a girl like me who is glued to the internet in 95% of my free time. (a way to know your old is if your saying "kids are always on the internet these days") in that case you shouldn't be reading this.. PLUS I have 2 online classes so you can shut your mouth! Cause I am always doing online assignments when I'm online! yeah! well after I check facebook, my email, my blog, other peoples blogs, coupons, the weather, and the news. Then I'm all about homework, well unless someone talks to me on chat. I cant chat and do homework. But other then those few simple things I'm totally focused on homework. Anyway, I'm leaving till Sunday but I needed to leave you with a bit of humor that may or may-not prove that I am adopted. 

My dad's facebook status from yesterday-
i want to wish kathy my wife good luck in her new ass manager job at mobile next week,go  get them kathy

Yes my dad called his wife an ASS MANAGER. Your welcome and have a good weekend.

-By the way Kathy Good luck at your assistant manager position, this in no way makes fun of you or the way you manage asses.  

Monday, September 5, 2011

All aboard the crazy train

I don't know how the conversation took this turn, but I feel like you need to read this conversation and help me understand exactly what happened that I missed.

Mom: Hey can I use your camera tomorrow?

Me: Why?

Mom: I'm going to the Japanese festival and I want to take pictures.

Me: Why?

Mom: What are you racist?

I'm still trying to understand what happened. In the mean time HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! I LOVE YOU! :)

Sunday, September 4, 2011

A Post For The Mom's

In honor of my moms birthday (tomorrow), I decided to dedicate one of my posts to how crazy she is. My mom and I have an awesome relationship, mostly because we intentionally make fun of each other, bicker with each other, and occasionally pull awesome tricks on each other. Anyway, She is the kind of mom who loves double standards, and I know all you moms out there are like "well we can do what we want because we are MOMS and 27 hours of agonizing labor has given us that right" and I'm not disagreeing with you (mostly because I don't want you all to gang up on me with some serious angry mob mom mentality). But what I'm saying is that you say one thing, and totally mean another thing. Or worse, you say one thing but that rule doesn't apply to you. Don't worry, I plan to show you a few examples of just what I mean.

Mom: Don't leave the house with your hair wet! You are gonna get Pneumonia!

  • However, My mom takes a 4 minute shower and is out the door with a wet head like 80% of the time. 

  • If your curious, she has never had pneumonia. Obviously parents can't get pneumonia. I guess when I have children I can start threatening them with horrible sicknesses, until then I'm shit outta luck. 
Mom: Casey Don't talk to me while I'm on the phone! It's rude!

  • However my mom can call me on my cell and it goes something like this:

Mom: Oh yeah (background noise) Thanks for doing that (someone talks to her) Yeah I will be home soon (she answers someones question) Ok no I gotta go now bye. 

  • I'm pretty convinced she was at a rave, it seemed like a lot of noise for "work"
Mom: Your room is disgusting. Look at that mess in there. Do you ever clean it?

  • However, the clutter she hides under her bed is now coming out the sides. Her trash is taller than her computer desk, and the trunk of her car (she likes to call it her "office") has things she probably hasn't seen since before I was born. :)

Now, some of you may think I'm judging my mom. Don't worry I am not here to judge. I swear like a sailor some days, I procrastinate, and yes my room does need to be organized. What I'm trying to get at with this post is: I cannot wait to have a kid! I'm gonna drive it just as crazy as my mom drives me! 

Happy Birthday Mom!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

The college Girl Grocery List :)

I was going through my phone tonight and I found a note dated for July 22nd of this year. The note had my grocery list, it was as follows: 

  • spray
  • razors
  • Face Wash
  • Cover Girl
  • Hubcaps
  • Chocolate chips
  • Flossers
  • granola bars
I'm not to terribly sure what "spray" I needed but I don't think I ever got it. Clearly I was preparing for the apocalypse . Anyway If Zombies/Aliens ever take over the world I have enough stuff In my bathroom to keep at least twenty people safe. Feel free to put your name on that list. I assume spaces will fill up quickly.